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…”

and more Polluted Angels gathered by the wall of the Fissure Corridor.

stone bricks shattered, and the wall

was less than two meters tall, the corridors of the Fissure Corridor were quite spacious, enough

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

the beehive coal-like wall, they relentlessly swung their fists, forcibly creating

stone bricks rolled onto the ground. The harsh noise gradually

left the greenhouse. They left through a

Polluted Angels sluggishly destroying the culture tanks were left behind, and they

water on the floor, they moved towards the hole on the wall one

observed this group of straggling Polluted Angels, his eyes flashing

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

scanned the area, and locked his gaze on the Polluted Angel whose movements were

find a solitary

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

Angel lingering in the greenhouse,

expected, appeared on the twin feet of the Polluted Angel, but the chains quickly disintegrated under the wide and thick soles,

this, Noland Lee was

over a hundred meters tall. If they could be so easily incapacitated by the “Cripple Spell”,

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

[System Message:]

and body size, the duration of

have a sense of fear, the fear

Spell” has been converted