Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 163: 96. Rain in the Heart (Single Update of 10,000 Words)

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Underground riverbank.

Nearby the Artifact Repository.

The trickle of the river water only seemed to make the area more silent.

This rare moment of tranquility was disrupted by the roar of an engine echoing in the underground tunnel.

A steam locomotive arrived from the surface, coming to a halt amidst short bursts of brakes.

Four men and a woman alighted from the locomotive. With a slam of the car door, they grabbed their guns, shouldered their combat gear, and arrived by the underground river via the tunnel.

About half an hour earlier, Kasha had evacuated this area with the bulk of the troops, escorting the ancient artifacts to the surface.

Half an hour later, she returned to the same spot, followed by four elite fighters.

Returning to familiar ground, a faint smile played at the corners of her mouth.

This had nothing to do with her soon becoming the guide for the fortress garrison. It was because she could finally return to the fortress, go to the third underground level of the castle, and confirm whether Sin Soldier No. 888 was still alive or not.

If Sin Soldier No. 888 was still alive, that would be excellent.

She could then capture him, take him outside the city, and lock him up in the dungeon of Intelligence Department 2 Outpost.

forcibly capturing Sin

I’ll torture him with the cruelest instruments. He must know many of Murphy’s secrets, otherwise he couldn’t have predicted the attack on the Legion

the Artifact Repository and instructed her elite fighters to stay on guard, especially against any possible threats downstream, where a

the Artifact Repository, Kasha frowned thoughtfully

accidentally broke a stone statue. The fragments should be inside the tunnel. Should I send someone to clean them up, so as not to fall into the hands of the undead… Forget it, it’s just a stone statue. Just this small

passing the entrance to the Artifact Repository, a figure, shrouded from head to toe, emerged from the

hand extended forward, his index finger aimed at Kasha’s head, and his right hand held

chatter or superfluous movements, he did not give the elite fighters monitoring the surroundings any time to

of transparent lightning, emitting a thick death aura,

“Squish!”

head was cracked open, with blood and brains

“Enemy attack!”

filled with burning rage as they raised their guns

“Bang, bang, bang…

rounds, completely disregarding the bullets heading his

same time, the bullets from the elite fighters managed to tear the attacker’s rain cloak, penetrated

soft material as they reached the attacker’s skin and

elite fighters looked on astounded, their eyes filled

only wore armored clothing and a rain

the assailant appeared entirely unhurt. This sight was beyond the grasp

momentary distraction provided the attacker with

connected with the head of an enemy, pierced through the eye socket, went through another

using his comrades’ corpses as a shield, pulling out a metal injector to stab into

lightning