Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 201:105. Mysterious Ray Lee_4

The duration of the “Fear Spell” was inevitably reduced due to the difference in life levels—it was akin to the penalty for challenging a higher-level enemy in a game.

With the “Tracking the Living” always on, Noland Lee detected the ferocious werewolf immediately.

The life force of this creature was extremely strong, like a red-hot iron seared onto the magical vision of “Tracking the Living”.

Noland took a closer look.

The werewolf was almost 3 meters tall, with bulging muscles, thick fur, and long, sharp claws like short stingers.

With its mouth wide open, it was able to enclose a human head within it.

Its eyes emitted red light, indicating excellent night vision capabilities.

As soon as it approached the teams, it targeted Fars Scott within the group.

Its two arms swung in front of its body, its sharp claws tearing the air as transparent wind blades shot from its fingertips.

Several security team members couldn’t dodge in time, with the wind blades tearing their armor apart, lacerating their flesh, splattering blood, and exposing white bones.

Some even had their necks severed, heads rolling away and blood gushing out.

Screams and cries of pain hit the security team members like a heavy hammer.

Everyone raised their guns and fired, continuously pulling the triggers and emptying their magazines.

the bullet storm, the werewolf bent its arms in front of its body and curved its waist slightly. After gathering a bit

“Awooo!”

hairs on its body stood on end, transforming

these upright hairs, making a crisp, clinking noise. Most of the bullets

harm on the werewolf. Instead, some were

the security team members, who

seeping from the corners of their eyes. Their faces turned

degree of carnage reached its peak, with at least five people killed

and leaped toward Fars

membrane

and fired continuously, but it was

my alchemy laboratory’s lease is almost up and I desperately need rent money, I wouldn’t have

he retreated in front of the

reaction, Noland could tell that Fars wasn’t a combat alchemist like Kent, but rather a non-combatant

of his glasses, lifted the right

flash of transparent lightning, the werewolf that was about to catch Fars once again

time, everyone saw it

done by the Empire People in

his black right eye, the latter would

amazing power! How did

Noland curiously, only to see him coughing feebly, his voice

cough*… I’ve used my extraordinary abilities too many times today… *cough

Noland’s voice faded, a howl came from

the low plants and landed in front of the security team members,