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.

hand, Kasha wasn’t worried that her actions of forcibly

moment I capture Sin Soldier No. 888, I’ll torture him with the cruelest instruments. He must know many of Murphy’s

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

the tunnel leading to the Artifact Repository, Kasha frowned thoughtfully

of the undead… Forget it,

as they were passing the entrance to the Artifact Repository, a figure, shrouded

his index finger aimed at Kasha’s head, and

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

lightning, emitting a thick death aura, shot from

“Squish!”

and brains splattering on

“Enemy attack!”

fighters’ eyes widened in shock, filled with burning

“Bang, bang, bang…

rounds, completely disregarding the bullets heading his

the attacker’s rain cloak, penetrated the armored clothing, and aimed for his vital areas such

soft material as they reached the attacker’s skin and ricocheted out, spinning

elite fighters looked on astounded, their

armored clothing and a rain cloak should have fallen

now, the assailant appeared entirely unhurt. This sight was beyond the grasp of the

attacker with the perfect opportunity for

through the

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

transparent lightning