Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

At the end of the staircase was an artificial metal gate.

This gate cut off the path between the staircase and the first underground level.

Under ideal conditions, the metal gate would block air flow between the inside and outside, sealing the poisonous gas emitted by undead creatures within the tomb passages of the underground crypt.

But now, corroded traces appeared on the metal gate.

Around the door seams and hinges, there were many corrosion patterns like tassels.

Thin wisps of greenish-yellow poisonous gas seeped out from these damaged areas, flowing up along the corridor of the staircase.

Corporal Mars raised the coal lamp to the door panel.

Faint but somewhat dazzling light reflected off the corroded spots.

“…The corroded areas are very smooth, with no burrs. They must have appeared in the last dozen days,” Mars muttered under his breath.

He turned his head to look at the sergeant behind him:

“When was the last time this door was inspected?”

The sergeant flipped through a diary a few pages to find the exact date:

“Chief Officer, the latest inspection was 21 days ago.”

Corporal Mars nodded thoughtfully:

“Hmm, in other words, not long after we finished the inspection, the door was corroded by the poisonous fog behind it… It seems there are quite a few undead in the first underground level.”

He took out the key for the metal gate, inserted it into the keyhole to unlock it, and then gripped the door handle with both hands:

“Get ready, mates. I’m going to open the metal gate… Sin Soldier No. 888, come help me open the door. Remember, after opening the door, you cannot retreat without my permission. No matter what happens, you can only move forward or stand still.”

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

Noland Lee held the door handle, his heart rate slightly picking up.

He had a bad feeling that the scene behind the door might be somewhat unexpected.

was opened by the

a coal lamp given

urging of the soldiers’ gazes,

foot in the tomb passage of the first underground

fiddled with the dimmer switch and then shook his

seemed to

the brightness of the coal lamp to the highest setting, the light could only

could only move forward almost in

chill penetrated the Sin Soldier

was a cold that could pierce armor and body, directly affecting one’s soul, as if it could rob the

his teeth and steeled himself to move

the moment he stepped through the metal gate, his Deconstruction technique

anything in the darkness, he could only rely on the system feedback messages to determine

to

You are about to perform Deconstruction on “old wall

You are about to perform Deconstruction on

skeleton?… Noland stopped in his tracks and

meters ahead, a very faint sound could

the sound made when fingers tapped

about to perform Deconstruction

has appeared, where

his eyes and raised the coal lamp in his hand as high as he could, trying to extend his arm so that the light could reach

the hell is this

stiffened, his

skeleton was slowly standing up from the

skeleton was at least four meters tall, like a towering

up, white powder slid off its body, revealing a bone surface

lamp’s light reflected a cold, sharp glare off

up in the skull of the skeleton, as if indicating that this

the light ball was much dimmer than the coal lamp’s, and it

Noland Lee could already feel its

skeleton was staring at

himself

towards the direction of

the others were watching the enemy with solemn expressions, not issuing any orders for Noland

Noland

That’s a Big

in the soldiers’ hands seemed to be pointing at the undead creature, but also towards the