Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 241: 113. “Throwing Money” Spell_5

One minute later, Noland Lee discarded the gun that shot photon bullets from his hands, and reached for his waist, only to come up empty.

“Damn, I’ve used up all 12 revolver bullets… This Blackbone Hermit Coudal is really hard to deal with.”

As the gunfire stopped, Noland Lee immediately felt uneasy, quickly shifting aside to dodge the black bone pieces flying toward his face.

Evil laughter echoed through the corridor:

“Hehehe! Little brat, if you have any tricks, use them quickly! Relying on your shield magic alone won’t stop me!”

10 black bone pieces gathered together, rapidly swirling around an axis to form a black whirlwind.

The sharp bone pieces traced arcs in the air, like blades slicing through everything in their path.

Noland Lee’s eyes narrowed, focusing on the thickest black bone piece in the center of the whirlwind, which he estimated to be the core of the 10 pieces.

Noland Lee raised his finger, tapping the tip and firing off a burst of transparent lightning.

Just as the transparent lightning was about to pierce the black whirlwind, another bone piece shot out, colliding with the lightning and blocking Noland Lee’s attack meant for the central bone piece.

The transparent lightning disappeared into the bone piece, causing the black whirlwind to shudder. All the bone pieces came to a sudden stop, then resumed rotating around the center, their speed doubling.

“Hahaha! Did you just cast magic? I felt like I was being tickled! Is this what you wizards are capable of?”

The system notification informed Noland Lee that his “Fear Spell” had failed due to interference from some alchemy array.

It seemed that these black bone pieces were not just bulletproof; they contained a complex and powerful alchemy array controlled by the Blackbone Hermit, one that could resist spells.

Seeing this situation, Noland Lee’s heart remained calm, even becoming more composed.

firmly on the filthy blood, retreating while using his

by his body like razors, a series of “snap” sounds indicated the breaking of his

attack looked vicious, but it never

snorted dissatisfiedly and once again

“Whoooosh-”

swept through the dimly lit corridor, lifting the filthy

clothes were torn by the bone pieces, a gash revealing fresh red wounds on

was the first time since the battle began that Coudal had injured an

More wounds appeared on Noland Lee’s

uttering a cry of pain, appearing completely pressured by

burst into triumphant

fragile as Joyce’s! Do you not have any other

die!”

had figured out his

willed the whirlwind to

from its original form into a massive black crossbow bolt

hovered, gathering power for a

Noland Lee’s face within his breathing

Passive Deconstruction Results, was the opportunity to turn the tide of the

Passive Deconstruction Results showed:

lasting no more than three minutes. If not, his psyche would

didn’t

more than two

bolt was his final blow before being

those last 10+ seconds, Coudal would have to change back to his

hand and fired off several

“Cripple Spell” x3!

once again by bone pieces