Chapter 125: 84. Deconstructing Profits from Blood Money

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Lieutenant Slyke Thompson roared as he transformed.

He was a Second Order “Imperial Fist”, who possessed an even stronger controllable mutation ability.

His body rapidly expanded, growing by several meters on the spot.

Countless hardened bones grew beneath the skin all over his body.

These iron-gray bones were harder than ordinary steel, and they were all secreted by Slyke’s internal biochemical glands.

In just 10 seconds, Slyke, who had previously been a human warrant officer, transformed into an Iron Giant wrapped in a hardened exoskeleton! Bright red flames scattered from the spiral-shaped furnace in his abdomen.

The air temperature around him rose a few degrees.

The heat spread outwards, and Noland felt a burning sensation on his face as if he was standing in front of a steel smelter.

“Lieutenant Slyke Thompson is actually the ‘Iron Forge Giant’! No wonder he’s the captain of the elite squad. His steel shell is best suited for escorting personnel, and the lava flow inside him is extremely lethal.” Sergeant Mars had trembling eyes, full of longing.

He grabbed Noland and ran towards Lieutenant Slyke Thompson.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson bent down and stretched out his wide steel palm, allowing the two to stand on it.

His chest’s steel exoskeleton opened in half, revealing a space barely large enough for two people.

Noland and Mars in the space, a muffled rumbling of heat waves surged within Lieutenant Slyke Thompson’s body, similar to the roaring of a powerful

“Woo woo-”

Slyke Thompson’s back, and his body

steel exoskeleton’s space, Noland firmly gripped the steel bones beside him

the gaps between the steel exoskeleton, Noland saw

between Lieutenant Slyke Thompson and the Necromancer’s Outpost was quickly reduced, as the incredibly strong high-pressure steam propelled the Iron Forge

Spirits standing on the watchtower’s rooftop became

black armor and cloak, covered in mysterious Undead Runes all

embedded diamond-shaped black gem on its forehead and a

Bone Treasure Sword was probably not a melee

likely similar to the Bone-mending Wand, a spell-casting

brow furrowed as he

already mastered several Necromancer Summoning

were harmlessly deconstructed from the “Martyr’s Ten Commandments –

and venues, he had always been unable to summon his own

Spirits, he would undoubtedly save a

and desperately wanted to acquire a spell to temporarily summon Undead

the ability to summon undead on the spot, or was it

would gamble on it and fail to acquire the temporary

there was a new change

War Spirit at the top of the watchtower grasped the Bone Treasure Sword with both hands, and forcefully stabbed the sword down, inserting it into the watchtower beneath

out of the Bone Treasure Sword like flowing water, quickly drenching the watchtower from top to

moment, the watchtower seemed to

surface, absorbing the green

thick bone cannons protruded from the cracks, emitting a ghastly green light from the muzzle as

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