Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 52: 44. Noland Lee’s plan

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Third Underground Level.

The Imperial Army cleared out the area near the staircase and hastily set up a sturdy defense line using the grey worm barrier.

The barrier of grey worm obstacles halted the advance of the Undead Army.

Water-cooled light machine guns were set up inside the barrier, firing through windows and using a torrent of bullets to fend off the undead.

Bee Syrup Bombs were launched through fixed bomb launchers, accurately targeting and killing distant Big Skeletons.

The Sticky Flame Thrower spewed red flames, burning piles of Walking Dead to ashes.

Lieutenant Grett, transformed into a Biochemical Giant, was simply a terrifying human war machine.

Having fought continuously for nearly half an hour, his attacks remained sharp without any stagnation.

He moved from the left side of the hall on the Third Underground Level to the right side with a swoosh, and then smoothly back to the left again, like a giant metal plough rolling back and forth, crushing the Undead Army.

This grand combat scene was captured in the eves of the wounded soldiers. transforming into flickering light and shadows on their irises.

Noland Lee half laid on the floor, leaning against the wall, and let out a slow breath.

Next to him, Sergeant Mars was holding his arm, grimacing and gasping:

“Ugh… I almost lost my life to that Metal Skeleton. Luckily, I always carry a strong combat stimulant with me, otherwise, I really would have died in this ghostly place…”

Noland glanced at the bandage on the arm of Mars and shook his head slightly.

Mars singlehandedly dealt with the Metal Skeleton and the Self-Destructing Skeletons, skulking around the edge of the battlefield for more than ten minutes before taking a stimulant and returning to the front line.

He probably fell in love with army life due to the sensation and excitement of being caught between life and death…

Sergeant Mike Adams, sitting paralyzed on the ground, complained:

“Chief Officer, please don’t leave us alone next time. If only you were with us, Sergeant Piggs wouldn’t dare to bully us…”

The expression of Sergeant Mars darkened, as he slammed the wall and his eyes welled up with tears:

solution… Koben could’ve given me away, but he didn’t… He never mentioned me… How could I face his parents… It’s

something comforting, but due to his simple mind, he

his head, and made a gesture

no use in saying

better to let Sergeant Mars digest his negative

smart and adaptable, but he lacked experience

as the commander of the squad, followed by being a brave

the team became quiet, with each person thinking about their own

the break, Noland quickly reviewed his memories relating to

he was almost certain

was indeed a

to question about

was assigned by Pim, and his hostility and gaze were identical to Pim’s. Regardless of whether it was through intuition or confidence, Noland would treat

Pim were to put himself in their shoes, after discovering that his subordinate had unexpectedly perished and lost his amulet,

Two points:

Piggs died and the exact whereabouts of the

these two problems, Noland knew the answers, and Pim

the future development of the incident was rather

Soldier Number 888 to interrogate him privately at some point in time,

I must be prepared and find a way to suppress that son of a bitch Pim. Otherwise, there will be endless trouble. Now, what

pondered secretly, vaguely

at the tall Spirit

Spirit Pivot, a translucent black curtain of light was the Magic Protective

top to bottom, even covering the altar

of a telescope, the numerous, densely-arranged Undead Runes, as small as tadpoles, on the curtain of

the key to maintaining the

what Noland Lee needed

“That’s right, Chief Officer.”

his head and asked Corporal

Magic Protective Cover? So that

bandage-bound arm and pointed to the two figures at the

20 minutes or so, the ritual will be completed.

until we capture the assassin, or kill him, before we can

paused for

the assassin and the priest, and then move on to cracking the Magic Protective Cover. There must be at least a I-hour time difference.” Noland Lee slowly nodded his

when the Skeleton Warriors on the first underground level revive, I should be adjusting the Undead Runes, right? At that time, will the Imperial Army return to the first underground level

his regrets about Koben by Noland Lee’s