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.

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

Empire’s Fist’s barrier being reinforced with layers of thick steel plates, these “Death Pulses” would have swept

the scene was crowded with undead, the Undead Cult was not gaining

lightning beams, and more – these powerful military weapons were killing the undead one after another, keeping them at bay. The “Imperial Fist” was giving the undead

all you’ve

huge figure descended

wide, easily crushed Skeleton Warriors and Walking Dead, with flesh splashing and bone

red flames and carved through the sea

sliced through enemies and,

Big Skeleton’s “Death Pulse” attack, the giant figure charged forward without dodging, running through the

gigantic Power Saw sliced from bottom to top, splattering

sprayed onto the nearby Stone Tomb Bound Spirits, who quickly melted like ignited cotton,

weak! What were you trying to achieve by calling 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

rushing headlong through the battlefield, sweeping away hordes of undead as

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

on the ground and laughed wildly, one holding a heart-ripping dagger and the other a

mad, making you feel the agony of an elephant being devoured by ants! Your little finger bones will belong to the Death

right! Die, Sterling! …Canary, Canary, come out, and open the box

kind of bullshit Bone-mending Wand

the floor, crushing the undead beneath his feet. He

he stared

Wand? Is it some magical artifact developed by the Death Herald Guild? Damn you

clenched his fist and struck down,

didn’t budge, responding to the