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 the

that he was getting closer to the cliff on the north side of the mountain range. A circular hall adorned with a fountain

row of doorways through which starlight and

his pace

circular hall, a

waited for you…

like a parachute in your backpack, right? Otherwise, how could you, a Wild Wizard who’s only a First Rank Wizard

to me, and then I’ll consider leaving your

Noland Lee stared intently at the stooped

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

look at his face – old, withered, the skin like dead bark clinging to his face – showed no

a significant negative impact on you, Greenshaw. Weren’t you able

followed Noland

his right hand, directing a black

succession, barely blocking

weak. Half an hour ago, his black lightning would have severely

to use his shields to block the

anticipation, for he truly had a chance to

Lightning, Greenshaw hesitated for a moment,

difference between us, brat. You’re not qualified to negotiate with me. Give me your backpack now. If I

have already blasted you to

maintaining the levelling posture of his

wand Greenshaw was using was his

shadow bulging out of Greenshaw’s

vast, filthy