Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 156: 93. Blessings to the Good Person_3

Translator: 549690339

A cry came through the rain, although it was drowned out by the gunfire, Noland heard the incredibly weak voice.

“Guards! Guards! Yes, you! The one standing on the rooftop lost in thought!

Quickly, save me! I can’t hold on any longer!”

Noland felt surprised that there were still living people nearby.

This was really strange. He had always been using “Tracking the Living” and actively avoiding soldiers and civilians who were alive, so how could he be discovered by someone?

Noland looked towards the direction of the voice, and the corner of his mouth, hidden beneath his mask and hood, twitched slightly.

It was actually Yog, the man who controlled the walking dead…

This guy was slumped on the ground, his arms bleeding profusely, severely injured.

His face was as pale as yellow wax paper, cheeks sunken in, skin and bones, and the bags under his eyes were dark and heavy.

Most importantly, his life force was incredibly thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him to his sudden death.

Under the magic vision of “Tracking the Living,” Yog’s appearance outline had already become close to transparent.

Furthermore, he was at the limit of “Tracking the Living” vision, which was why Noland hadn’t detected the man covered in death energy in time.

Considering that the other party was using death-type magic with good intentions, Noland decided to follow his own code of conduct.

Let the righteous receive a rightful end, and the wicked be punished. Noland hopped and ran on the rooftop, speeding up until he was about ten meters away from Yog.

He raised his hand and fired ten shots in succession, using bullets to sweep and lure the dark wrathful spirits surrounding Yog away, and then blew them up one by one.

successfully rescued the pale man guarded by a few walking

done for, these strange undead are really tough. I barely managed to shake off the imperial soldiers, but I got caught in

to the guard

he was about to praise the other party’s

up from the

shoot, don’t shoot, these walking dead…um…these soldiers are just helping,

aimed his gun at the walking dead to maintain the appearance of

shoot, but aimed the gun at him

help…l’m sorry, I Imow this is against the rules, but I really just wanted to

hands covering his face, as

to help…

hands won’t stop trembling, I can’t even hold a gun, and I can’t stand the sunlight. This is the only way I can help you… Don’t kill me, please stop chasing me…l’m a good person, I’m not a

sighed silently, reaching into his backpack and tossing over a few elixirs, then leaped off, his body

noticing the

Elixirs! Thank you! Thank you! I really

up towards the rooftop, but the guard was

his mouth, his

to his wounds, stopping the bleeding, and drank the Life

he placed the elixir bottles on the ground, ordered the walking dead to crush

me, I’ll help you. Don’t worry, I will erase these traces for you. I have never seen you before, never seen you. You are a

unable to distinguish whether

to

nurses’ dormitory. Their combat abilities aren’t as strong as the soldiers’. We need to escort them to the defensive line as soon as possible… Sully shouldn’t

didn’t affect

wiped the rain off his visor goggles, standing in the

roaring,

battlefield, like standing on a mountain engulfed

the flood rose, and the invisible pressure converged from all directions,

the gap in the hood, causing Noland shivering and feeling he was

understood that this was the psychological effect of life’s