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 Corridor. They swung their

and the wall collapsed. Pitch-black corridors appeared

ordinary human being like Noland Lee who was less than two meters tall, the corridors of the Fissure Corridor were quite spacious,

a hundred meters tall, these corridors merely resembled mouse holes, barely

to have received an unspoken summons. Aiming at the beehive coal-like wall, they relentlessly swung their fists, forcibly creating a tunnel over a hundred

booming sounds, and the shattered stone bricks

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

the culture tanks were left behind, and they had

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

this group of straggling Polluted Angels, his

glass covers first evidently possess stronger physical bodies. As for

locked his gaze

solitary Polluted Angel and test

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

the cave, leaving only that Angel lingering in the greenhouse, Noland

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

this, Noland Lee

creatures over a hundred meters tall. If they could be so easily incapacitated by the

of the “Fear Spell”, however, somewhat surprised

[System Message:]

suppression by life level and body size, the duration of the “Cripple Spell” has been reduced to 0.6

have a sense of fear, the fear

of the “Fear Spell” has been converted to “Intimidation”, lasting around