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…”

gathered by the wall of the Fissure Corridor. They swung

shattered, and the wall

an ordinary human being like Noland Lee who was less than two meters tall, the corridors of the Fissure

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

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

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

Polluted Angels had already left the 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 the

on the glass shards in the water on the floor, they moved towards the hole on the wall one step at

of straggling Polluted Angels, his eyes flashing

managed to shatter the glass covers

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

a solitary Polluted Angel

Angel trailing behind the group, whose steps seemed somewhat uncertain, was undoubtedly

Polluted Angels entered the cave, leaving only that Angel lingering in the greenhouse, Noland Lee seized the opportunity and cast the “Cripple Spell” and

Magic Lock Chains, as expected, appeared on the twin feet of the Polluted Angel, but the chains quickly disintegrated under the wide and thick

this, Noland Lee was not

giant creatures over a hundred meters tall. If they could be so easily

the “Fear Spell”,

[System Message:]

level and body size, the duration of

the target does not have a sense of fear, the fear effect of the “Fear

the “Fear Spell” has been converted to