Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 155: 93. Blessings to the Good Person_2

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While Biochemical Giants prepared for the battle with exoskeletons, the Skeleton Colossus descended onto the field with its bone armor.

The Biochemical Giants emitted Flame Pillars using biochemical reactors, while the Skeleton Colossus, with its jaws wide open, unleashed the Death Pulse rays.

Brandishing weapons, the Biochemical Giants severed the arms of the Skeleton Colossus, but could do nothing to resist the opponent’s rapid repair under the drizzle.

The Skeleton Colossus gripped the arm of the Biochemical Giant, bit into it, piercing the exoskeleton and tearing off a large chunk of bloody flesh.

But in the blink of an eye, the Biochemical Giants’ wounds were healed amidst the squirming of fresh flesh, displaying incredible self-healing abilities.

The fight between them was as if they were mirrored images of each other.

No matter what moves one party used, the other party always had a way to counter the attack.

Each time they collided, the castle would tremble.

Steam pipelines outside the walls burst, stone bricks on the walls cracked, and bits of metal, mud, and rocks continuously fell with the rainwater.

“It’s because they have the same mentorship so they can’t break through each other’s attacks. ‘Tis a stalemate.” Noland Lee shook his head and sighed when he saw the cracking castle wall.

“Stop fighting, you guys. This castle is being torn apart by you, it’s a valuable ancient structure, it’d be a pity if it collapses… Forget it, it’s none of my business. I must swiftly find a safe route and climb over the fortress wall.” Noland Lee surveyed the fortress. The internal battles in other areas followed the same pattern as this one.

was dealing with

regular soldiers were concentrated near multiple large sewer

Spirits that emerged from underground, unable to spare

officers in

ordinary people recruited from throughout the Empire, including laborers moving goods next to the steam train station, and workers in the dining hall, hotel,

assembled. They couldn’t get protection and could only emit cries of despair,

felt helpless to intervene in the situation. He could only silently pray for these ordinary

chaos outside while calling forth the

the map onto the wall in the isolation room, Noland Lee used his Deconstruction Technique to etch

single thought, the map would appear before

identified his location based on the house specifications and directions of

were to go straight, I’d have

Lee raised his eyes to gaze at the walls in the

sky was dark, but the

many soldiers ferrying ammunition and artillery in a flurry, cranking up the firepower of the city

defense cannons fired

they could hoist the cannons onto their shoulders and retaliate directly against the encroaching Undead Spirits outside the city

retaliation, the Undead Spirits sent back with poisoned arrows, noxious globs, and deadly Death Pulse rays that were harming the soldiers

from amidst the pandemonium, making one’s heart

the city is so intense… just how many Undead Spirits are besieging us…” Noland Lee

a minute had passed when the sound of a wardrobe toppling over came

and saw a few Dark Wrathful Spirits

he had stayed

the railing, climbed onto the roof, walking from one stone