Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 36

Chapter 36: 28. Sin Soldier fears utensils.

Translator: 549690339

“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.”

surprise flickered across the Sin Soldier Zombie’s eyes as it surveyed the littered ground, but it was swiftly dominated by

towards Noland, the Sin

a fallen corpse, noticing the gaping

fatal wound

Noland’s hands, a smug satisfaction flashed in its eyes, the satisfaction of uncovering an

been skewering these fools with

allowing the filthy blood to

grew silent

big enough to block the corridor,

I bring your corpse back, the Death Priest will

his center of gravity, retreated steadily, his focus

decisively expended 4 energy points all at once to thoroughly

an eye, Sin Soldier Zombie’s data panel flashed in

Walking Dead, Strong Walking Dead, Armored Walking Corpses,

creatures bearing the title “Walking Dead”

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

with extraordinary strength, approximately three times the strength of

an iron plate, presumably impenetrable to anything less than

only ray of hope was triggering the ‘Death Pulse’ from the

Tomb currently showed that 11 points of Death Energy remained, sufficient to activate

activate the Stone Tomb’s ‘Fanatic Command’ technique, then he should be

problem now

so that the Stone Tomb would

but that

attacked, the punching

Noland Lee hadn’t been on his guard, the powerful punch would

at Noland Lee’s breathing mask, but each punch controlled the perfect

could throw a swing punch followed by a straight punch, directly smashing Noland’s head, but he always reduces the force just

back from smashing the mouse for fear of breaking

wouldn’t control his force, accidentally damaging

Sin Soldier Zombie undoubtedly offers Noland

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

Sin Soldier Zombie was cursing, his face flashed with impatience

his hands gradually increased, the rolling punches stirred up

Soldier

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