Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 36: 28. Sin Soldier fears utensils.

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“Ah- This new body is so strong- I am very satisfied.”

The Sin Soldier Zombie raised its arm, bending the limb and flexing its muscles.

The sense of intoxication was clear on its grey, dead face.

“Such hefty muscles, such perfect outlines. I feel full of power, like I’ll never tire… This damn feeling is fascinating… If I knew necromancy was so powerful,

I would have joined the Death Herald Guild, instead of becoming a bandit.”

Watching the Sin Soldier Zombie obsessing over muscular strength, Noland

Lee tightened his lips, his grip on the Rune Staff in his hands slightly harder.

The Zombie didn’t seem to consider him a threat, completely lost in admiring its new body.

Noland saw enormous self-confidence in these actions.

He found himself pondering intensely on how to fight this battle, unable to launch a preemptive strike in a conflict where the opponent clearly his surpass in strength.

His gaze swept over the Undead Runes on the wall, a cunning glint of an idea apparent in his eyes which was overlooked by others…

“Enough, worm. Embrace your death.”

The Sin Soldier Zombie, in spite of its sewn-together face, sneered frostily as it clenched its fists and twisted its neck:

“You should feel lucky that the Death Priest gave me orders to drag your intact corpse back. Otherwise.. Hehehe… I would have pounded you to mush.”

The Zombie marched towards Noland with heavy steps, its daunting figure was akin to a ghastly miniature mountain.

It squashed another walking corpse along the way, its foot splattering filthy undead blood.

“It appears, you’re capable… Getting rid of so many undead.”

ground, but it was swiftly dominated by its overbearing confidence. “These feeble undead are insignificant.

Sin

a fallen corpse, noticing

fatal wound piqued its

Rune Staff in Noland’s hands, a smug satisfaction flashed in its eyes,

so you’ve been skewering these

hand effortlessly, allowing the filthy blood to spray over its body,

silent from then

at Noland, its heavily-built body, big enough to block the corridor, charged at Noland like a

your corpse back, the Death Priest will grant me even

danger, Noland lowered his center of gravity, retreated steadily, his focus solely on the Sin Soldier Zombie’s

by the Zombie’s constant babbling, Noland decisively expended 4 energy

blink of an eye, Sin Soldier Zombie’s data panel

Walking Dead, Strong Walking Dead, Armored

title “Walking Dead” belonged

essentially an elite variant of the sewn-together Undead, known as

Undead Runes constructed from the sutures endowed it with extraordinary strength, approximately three

fortified by the Undead Runes, its skin was as hard as an iron plate, presumably impenetrable to anything less than an

ray

panel data of the Stone Tomb currently showed that 11 points of Death Energy remained, sufficient to activate

Guild’s spy could modify the Undead Runes to activate the Stone Tomb’s ‘Fanatic Command’ technique, then he should be capable

the problem now

altered so that the Stone Tomb would unleash the ‘Death

the answer, but that didn’t stop him from

Zombie attacked, the punching wind whistled past Noland Lee’s

powerful punch

Soldier Zombie’s fist always aimed at Noland Lee’s breathing mask,

head, but he always

that the Sin Soldier Zombie was holding back from smashing the mouse for fear of breaking the

accidentally damaging the integrity of

the Sin Soldier Zombie

it, you little brat, stop hiding! If I wasn’t afraid of smashing you to pieces,

Zombie was cursing, his face flashed with impatience

increased, the rolling punches stirred up

Sin Soldier Zombie