Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 470: 155. True · Never-ending Blooms_3

“Bang.” A heart control spider leaped up, flying through the air to pounce. It had barely traced half an arc before it was blasted by a psychic beam.

“Bang, bang, bang…” Several more heart control spiders took the fire away from Noland Lee.

Noland Lee took this opportunity to quickly approach the Polluted Angel, moving to its side.

He transformed into a skeleton form and shot ‘Death Two Finger’ continuously from the magic wand in his hand.

Half of the black lightning aimed at the Polluted Angel’s waist, striking the unprotected flesh there. The other half of the black lightning landed on the barrel of the shield’s gun, surely bending the annoying hollow pipe.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…”

A series of explosions roared, and black sparks bloomed on the body of the Polluted Angel.

The Polluted Angel’s body suddenly swayed, losing its balance, and fell to its side.

The psychic beam’s attack was interrupted, and the umbrella-shaped shield returned to the shape of an arm. There was no longer anything on the Polluted Angel’s body that could deflect the Death Lightning.

Noland Lee’s magic wand slightly changed direction, aiming at the Polluted Angel’s feet.

Piercing through the soles of the feet was just as effective as dealing fatal damage.

Nearly a hundred black lightning bolts slammed mercilessly into the soles of the Polluted Angel’s feet, carving a charred hole in its nearly three-meter-wide foot.

[Passive Deconstruction Success!]

[You’ve dealt movement-hindering level weakness damage to the “Polluted Artificial Angel”!]

of deconstruction has

gained more

moment, Noland Lee had no time to check the text content in

on the other large foot of the Polluted

Lee successfully used the

Polluted Angel opened its mouth, trying to scream in pain but failed to make any sound. Instead, countless flesh strips crawled out from its mouth, writhing

the flesh strips in the Polluted Angel’s mouth and glanced at its

weakness of the

a thought in Noland Lee’s mind, his wrist flicked, and the black lightning changed

“Crackle! Crackle!”

in the Polluted Angel’s mouth,

This was the first time since the battle began that he

emitting a large amount of black electric light, all of which bombarded

“Puff, puff, puff, puff…”

flew, and blood mist spread. The ground was

his mind made

deconstruction by 20%! The mouth and eyes of the Polluted Angel

pocket

black lightning. This was a casting method that Noland had explored on his own when

filled the greenhouse corner, constantly shaking,

sound like a watermelon being smashed, the Polluted Angel met the end of its

“Plop!”

head burst,

Angel should be

a few deep breaths to calm

had a chance to check his gains, the corpse of the Polluted

inspection, it wasn’t the headless corpse of the Polluted Angel that moved; it was the blood