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.

of forcibly

him with the cruelest instruments. He must know many of Murphy’s secrets, otherwise he couldn’t have predicted the

and instructed her elite fighters to stay on guard, especially against any possible threats downstream, where a large number

the Artifact Repository, Kasha frowned

to fall into the hands of the undead… Forget it, it’s just a stone statue. Just this small object shouldn’t allow the undead to recover too many memories.” With

were passing the entrance to the Artifact Repository, a

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

or superfluous movements, he did not give

transparent lightning, emitting a thick death aura, shot from his fingers

“Squish!”

head was cracked open, with blood and brains splattering on the faces

“Enemy attack!”

with burning rage as they raised their guns

“Bang, bang, bang…

rounds, completely disregarding the bullets heading his way from the

managed to tear the attacker’s rain cloak, penetrated the armored clothing, and aimed for his vital areas such as heart, neck

hit an incredibly soft material as they reached the attacker’s skin and ricocheted out, spinning in

fighters looked on astounded, their eyes filled with

wore armored clothing and a rain cloak should have fallen dead to

now, the assailant appeared entirely unhurt. This sight was

momentary distraction provided the attacker with the

from the revolver connected with the head of an enemy, pierced through the eye socket, went through another man’s neck,

standing elite fighter finally realized what he needed to do. He began using his comrades’ corpses as

lightning