Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

He used his own body to block the soldiers’ sight, to avoid having his left-hand movement noticed by the soldiers.

His fingertips slid back and forth in the cold air, drawing out the Undead Runes recorded on the translated script one by one.

He was unsure if it was an illusion… but after signaling several Undead Runes, Noland Lee felt the Big Skeleton’s gaze seemed to be less sharp.

Upon closer inspection, Noland Lee found that the Big Skeleton’s neck was subtly turning, its skull going from staring straight at himself to facing the metal gate.

Clearly, signaling Undead Runes had an effect, and the Big Skeleton no longer considered the Sin Soldiers in front of it as its primary targets.

Noland Lee let out a slight sigh of relief, feeling many beads of sweat emerging from his back.

However, before he could congratulate himself on escaping danger, his tense mood rose again to his throat.

He saw the Big Skeleton retrieve its gaze from the metal gate and look at the Sin Soldiers in front of it.

Noland Lee once again felt that chilly gaze from the undead, as if his signaling of Undead Runes had lost its effect.

What was going on?

Why did the Big Skeleton take me as an attack target again?

What accelerated Noland Lee’s heartbeat even more was that the Big Skeleton slowly raised the bone hammer in its hand, the movement and posture just like a pre-attack aiming for a ground rodent…

Noland Lee swallowed hard with difficulty, signaling the Undead Runes more devoutly with his left hand.

He slowed down the signaling speed, trying to describe every detail of the Undead Runes so as to portray himself as a sincere believer.

echoed intensely as Skeleton Warriors completed their transition from slumber to awakening,

for the Coal Lamp’s light, Noland

was a dense Skeleton

floated just over a meter

a

just a simple glance, Noland Lee realized that the number of Skeleton Warriors surrounding

were enough to induce an episode in anyone

and higher, the Skeleton Warriors slowly walked into the

surrounded by the Skeleton Ocean, Noland Lee felt intense

was the Biochemical Bait on his arm, which was simply too attractive to Undead

mockery value, nor dispel the

the metal gate and couldn’t help but curse

won’t Mars let me retreat? A Sin Soldier’s life is still a life! Calling the Sin Soldier Life Protection Association

Big Skeleton was

retreat

issued

around and ran without looking back, bursting

was a sudden muffled impact sound coming from behind. The floor

Noland Lee looked back.

down next to his

have landed on his

Lee had no time to rejoice over

run with his head down, taking three steps as

floor seemed to signal the Skeleton

the

horde of Skeleton Warriors stumbled along the tomb passage like a wave swallowing fishermen,

would