Chapter 126: 84. Deconstructing Profits from Blood Money_2

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Now is the best opportunity to modify the Undead Runes, a window of opportunity created by the full efforts of the Elite Squad, fleeting!

Noland Lee knew all this.

He stared at the scene outside the armor, his gaze sweeping back and forth on the Magic Protective Cover.

Corporal Mars nervously held the Undead Cult’s teachings and translations in front of Noland Lee for reference.

These translations were also translated by Captain Murphy, corresponding to the original texts of other factions of the Undead Cult.

Noland Lee had already memorized all the documents in Mars’ hand, and now he just pretended to glance at them a few times.

He raised his arm and pointed to a corner of the protective shield:

“There, Chief Officer, at your three o’clock, about 4 meters above the ground. I’ve seen the Undead Runes in that area in the translation carried by Sergeant

Mars!”

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson dodged the energy beams fired by the

Necromancer turret while moving in the direction Noland pointed to.

After reaching the target location, Lieutenant Slyke Thompson opened the hardened exoskeleton on his chest.

Nolan Lee crawled out from the interlayer and stood on the platform built by the exoskeleton, extending his right hand holding the Rune Staff.

Sergeant Mars acted as a stand, holding the document beside Noland Lee.

look at the translation, and then began to

Rune Staff moved quickly on

with the fastest

by the Undead Turret. Noland Lee was calm, always

About two minutes later.

black fumes sprayed out

down, and the black surface has

is clear that the Magic Protective Shield around the watchtower is not as advanced as

slight modification of the Undead Runes is enough to

standing at the top of the tower immediately detected the abnormality of the

Spirits didn’t care, letting the shrapnel and flames from

Treasure Sword, danced it out, and

pale green column of light shot out from the Bone Treasure

Slyke Thompson raised his arms and activated the hardened exoskeleton on

light splattered, the bone shield melted, and

managed to block the

effect, the War Spirits’ anger erupted, and they roared again, swinging the Bone Treasure Sword downward, intending to drive the troublesome Iron Forge Giant

But!

It’s too late!

the two were fighting, destroyed more

the Magic Protective Shield, another large crack spraying black mist appeared

crack! And it still

“Haha! Jarvis, well done!”

loud, taking a step forward and pressing his red-hot

“Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz…”

electrophoresis-like vibrations emanated from his body, and

beneath Noland Lee’s feet were endless, as if there was a fierce beast wrapped in flames about to rush out of Slyke’s abdomen. “Die, filthy War

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson roared:

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