Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 81: 64. Genuine Attitude

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Third Underground Level.

The spacious Tomb Hall was packed with undead creatures from the First Underground Level to the Third.

From Skeleton Warriors on the First Underground Level, to Bound Spirits and Tomb Skeleton Soldiers on the Underground Layer 2, all squeezed into the Third Underground Level, completely clogging the tomb passages.

The Big Skeleton finally played its trump card.

It used Skeleton Warriors and Skeleton Hounds as bone material to fill up its wounds.

It casually grabbed a handful of Skeleton Warriors and stuffed them into the blast holes in its chest, healing the injuries caused by the Bee Syrup Bombs quickly.

Ribs regenerated, spinal bones repaired, and leg bones thickened once again.

Not only that, but Skeleton Warriors and Skeleton Hounds were also used as

“blue bottles.”

The Big Skeleton targeted the Imperial Army’s position and fired several “Death Pulses” in quick succession, squandering its death energy.

As soon as its energy ran low, it snatched up Skeleton Warriors, stuffed them into its mouth, crunched them down, and swallowed their shattered bones and souls.

death energy instantly recovered, and several more “Death Pulses” were thrown

with layers of thick steel plates, these “Death Pulses” would have swept away the entire

not gaining

Syrup Bullets, high-strength liquid flamethrowers, Bee Syrup Grenade launchers fired from fixed turrets, powerful Lightning Spores shooting concentrated lightning beams, and more – these powerful military weapons were killing the undead one after another,

all you’ve got?

huge figure descended

Warriors and

and carved through the sea of undead, splashing out blazing

saw sliced through enemies and, using the blade’s high temperature, completely melted

figure

top, splattering countless sparks,

Stone Tomb Bound Spirits, who quickly melted like ignited cotton, killing

all these undead from the three underground levels, feeding me? Hurry up and show me your real abilities, you scraps! I’m getting so sick of

Saw and rushing headlong through the battlefield, sweeping away hordes of undead as if he

A shout echoed from the staircase. Two Death Notice assassins carrying a metal box

one holding a

making you feel the agony of an elephant being devoured by ants! Your little

Canary, come out,

Bone-mending Wand are

on the floor, crushing the undead beneath his feet. He leaped high, landing heavily in front of the two

oppressively in the air, as he stared at the metal

Death Herald Guild?

down, banging the

box didn’t budge, responding to the fist