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.

the surrounding dark environment, the sound of bone friction echoed intensely as Skeleton Warriors

the Coal Lamp’s light, Noland

was a

light balls floated just over a

corresponded to a Skeleton Warrior of normal human

that the number of Skeleton

balls were enough to induce an

was raised higher and higher, the Skeleton Warriors slowly walked into the Coal Lamp’s light, the ghostly purple glow

verge of being surrounded by the Skeleton Ocean, Noland

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

eliminate his mockery value,

at the metal gate and couldn’t

is still a

hammer of the Big Skeleton

888, retreat

Mars finally issued the

Lee immediately turned around and ran without looking back, bursting out with

coming from behind. The floor beneath his feet

Noland Lee looked back.

Skeleton’s hand fell right down next to his back, slamming onto the floor, raising a large

that heavy hammer would have landed on his head, blowing it

no time to rejoice over

run with his head down, taking three steps as two,

striking the floor seemed to signal the Skeleton Ocean’s attack. A dense surge of footsteps echoed behind

Lee stepped into the metal door and

the tomb passage like a wave

Skeleton Warriors are always slow-moving; otherwise, Noland Lee would have had no chance to escape the tomb