Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 468: 155. True · Never-ending Blooms

Dong, dong, dong…”

The Polluted Angel fervently smacked the culture tank.

After approximately two minutes, the glass cover of the culture tank finally could not bear the burden, cracking and shattering with a cracking sound akin to the snapping of a bamboo pole.

Culture fluid mixed with glass shards splashed all over the ground. A bare foot stepped on the ground, splashing water up to two meters high.

There were a total of 51 culture tanks in the greenhouse, corresponding to 51 Polluted Angels.

The Polluted Angels almost simultaneously broke free from the constraints of the culture tanks, arriving on the liquid-covered floor.

Noland Lee was hiding beneath the base of the culture tank. He looked at the feet splashing in the water, holding his breath, feeling somewhat anxious.

He had not yet deconstructed these Polluted Angels, but he reckoned that such tall beings, comparable to small hills, possessed extraordinary perceptual abilities. He was not confident whether the skeleton he had transformed into, and the Black Bone Robe draped over his body, could help him completely evade the detection of the Polluted Angels.

Noland Lee’s luck was good.

The Polluted Angels walked barefooted, not lingering around the base where Noland Lee was hiding. They headed towards the wall of the Fissure Corridor.

“Dong, dong, dong, dong…”

The first Polluted Angel to reach the wall clenched its fists and struck the wall made of stone bricks. The Polluted Angels simply swung their clenched fists, and clear fist prints appeared on the wall.

“Dong, dong, dong, dong…”

by the wall of the Fissure

shattered, and the wall collapsed. Pitch-black corridors appeared on

ordinary human being like Noland Lee who was less than two meters tall, the

Angels standing more than a hundred meters tall, these corridors merely resembled mouse holes, barely big enough

at the beehive coal-like wall, they relentlessly

and smashing as they went. Their fists collided with the stone bricks, generating booming sounds, and the shattered stone bricks rolled onto the ground.

greenhouse. They left through a huge hole in front of the corridor, disappearing into the pitch-black

destroying the culture tanks were left behind, and they had just barely managed to shatter

on the floor, they moved towards the

of straggling Polluted Angels, his eyes flashing with an

covers first evidently possess stronger physical bodies. As for these Angels who took more time to shatter the glass covers, could their physical strength

area, and locked his gaze on the Polluted

a solitary Polluted Angel

to “pick on the weak”. This Polluted Angel trailing behind the group, whose steps seemed somewhat uncertain, was undoubtedly the best

in the greenhouse, Noland Lee seized the opportunity and cast the “Cripple Spell” and “Fear

the twin feet of the Polluted Angel, but the chains quickly disintegrated under the wide and thick

Noland Lee

creatures over a hundred meters tall. If they could be so easily incapacitated by the “Cripple Spell”, what would be the point of growing

of the “Fear Spell”,

[System Message:]

life level and body size, the duration of the “Cripple Spell” has been

of fear, the

the “Fear Spell” has been converted to “Intimidation”,