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…”

wall of the Fissure Corridor. They swung

stone bricks shattered, and the wall collapsed.

Lee who was less than two meters tall, the

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

an unspoken summons. Aiming at the beehive coal-like wall, they relentlessly swung their fists, forcibly creating

went. Their fists collided with the stone bricks, generating booming sounds, and the shattered stone bricks rolled onto the ground. The harsh noise gradually subsided

Polluted Angels had already left the greenhouse. They left through a huge hole

destroying the culture tanks were left behind, and

glass shards in the water on the floor, they moved towards the hole on

straggling Polluted Angels, his eyes flashing

managed to shatter the glass covers first evidently

Lee thought for a moment, scanned the area, and locked his gaze on the Polluted Angel whose movements

to find a solitary Polluted Angel

matters, it’s best to “pick on the weak”. This Polluted Angel trailing behind the

only that Angel lingering in the

but the

Noland Lee was

the Polluted Angels are giant creatures over a hundred meters tall. If they could be so

of the “Fear Spell”, however, somewhat surprised Noland

[System Message:]

to suppression by life level and body size, the duration of the “Cripple Spell” has been reduced to

a sense of fear, the

“Fear Spell” has