Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 185: 102. Reveal the Trump Card_3

“Hiss, that’s not right. After using the Bone-mending Wand, he might need to rest before leaving…

“Perhaps he’s in a weakened state now? I can take advantage of this opportunity and get a final blow to him?”

Noland Lee hesitated for a moment, his heart both excited and cautious.

He calmed his mind and stepped into the staircase leading to the exit.

The faint sound of the wind seemed to swirl around his ears.

The poisonous fog in the staircase was stirred up by the wind blowing in from the exit, creating ripples.

Noland Lee’s heart moved, and his eyes sparkled.

“Finally, I’m going to escape from the Suffering Borderland…

“I’ll never come back to this ghostly place in the Tatis Empire unless I have to fulfill the Original Master’s last wish!

‘What’s the point of staying in a place where you can’t see the sun and the moon all day?

“Eh… I wonder what the starry skies and the sun in this world look like? Are they the same as the world before I crossed? If they are, does it mean that I didn’t cross and just came to a different point in the past or future of the original world?

“…I’m not sure, I’ll find out when I get to the ground.”

of anticipation, crossed the threshold of the stairway entrance

thinner, indicating that he was getting closer to the cliff on the north

there were a row of doorways

quickening his pace while paying attention to his

hall, a hunched figure emerged from a

you… *cough cough*… Noland Lee

could you, a Wild Wizard who’s only a First Rank Wizard at most, choose this place

cough*… Hand your backpack over to me, and then I’ll consider leaving

intently

body was bent almost at a 90-degree angle, his back hunched and unable to

skin like dead bark clinging to his face – showed no trace of the tall and thin

had a significant negative impact on you, Greenshaw. Weren’t you able to fly? Why not just fly out?”

closely followed Noland Lee’s

raised his right hand, directing a black lightning bolt from his wand in

Shields” in succession, barely blocking

become weak. Half an hour ago, his black

able to use his shields

filled with anticipation, for he truly had a chance to snatch the

Greenshaw hesitated for a

You’re not qualified to negotiate with me. Give me your backpack now. If I weren’t afraid

would have already blasted you to pieces

the

using was

thin shadow bulging out of Greenshaw’s clothes; that must

as if he had fallen into a vast, filthy