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…”

Fissure Corridor. They swung

and the wall

less than two meters tall, the corridors of the Fissure Corridor were quite spacious, enough to drive a vehicle

a hundred meters tall, these corridors merely resembled mouse

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

bricks, generating booming sounds, and the shattered stone bricks rolled

the greenhouse. They left through a huge hole

the culture tanks were left

water on the floor, they moved

Polluted Angels, his eyes flashing

same, then the Polluted Angels that managed to shatter the glass covers first

the area, and locked his gaze on the Polluted

planned to find a solitary Polluted Angel and test its

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

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

Lee was not

tall. If they could be

the “Fear Spell”, however, somewhat surprised

[System Message:]

duration of the “Cripple Spell”

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

has