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 capturing Sin Soldier No. 888 would be stopped by the members

capture Sin Soldier No. 888, 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 Fortress with

to the Artifact Repository and instructed her elite fighters to stay on guard,

the

so as not 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 a flick of her hand, Kasha, trailed by

Repository, a figure, shrouded

index finger aimed at Kasha’s head,

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

gave a slight tremor, and a streak of transparent lightning, emitting a thick death aura, shot from his fingers and landed on

“Squish!”

with blood and brains splattering on the faces of

“Enemy attack!”

eyes widened in shock, filled with burning rage as

“Bang, bang, bang…

attacker’s revolver spewed rounds, completely disregarding the

cloak, penetrated the armored clothing, and aimed for

these bullets seemed to have hit an incredibly soft material as they reached the attacker’s skin and ricocheted out, spinning in the air and

astounded, their

anyone who only wore armored clothing and a rain cloak

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

the attacker with the perfect opportunity

of an enemy, pierced through the eye socket, went through another man’s

using his comrades’

transparent lightning