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.

front of its body and curved its waist slightly. After gathering a bit of force, it

“Awooo!”

its body stood on end, transforming

clinking noise. Most of the bullets fell to the ground, while some rebounded back

ammunition, everyone failed to inflict any harm on

security team members,

seeping from the corners of their eyes. Their faces turned deathly pale as they fell to the

of carnage reached its peak, with

of this and leaped toward Fars Scott, covering

membrane and was not afraid of

a gun and fired

I’ve really messed up this time! If it weren’t for the fact that my alchemy laboratory’s lease is almost up and I desperately need rent money, I wouldn’t

retreated in front of the menacing

combat alchemist like Kent, but rather a non-combatant

cough, pinched the frame of his glasses, lifted the right lens, and revealed his black right

lightning, the werewolf that was about to catch Fars

everyone saw

the Empire People in

long as Noland stared at the werewolf with his black right eye, the latter would instantly flee the battlefield, as if

How did he

stared at Noland curiously, only to see him coughing feebly, his voice now much

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

voice faded, a howl came from

and landed in front of the security