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.

bone friction echoed intensely as Skeleton Warriors completed their transition from slumber to awakening, treading chaotic footsteps and

Coal Lamp’s light,

a

light balls floated just over a meter

light ball corresponded to a Skeleton

the

to induce

higher, the Skeleton Warriors slowly

verge of being surrounded by the Skeleton Ocean, Noland Lee

the Biochemical Bait on his

eliminate his mockery value, nor dispel the Undead Creatures’ desire

Lee anxiously looked back at the metal gate

Mars let me retreat? A Sin Soldier’s life is still a life! Calling

bone hammer of the Big Skeleton was about

No. 888, retreat to the

Mars finally issued

looking back, bursting out with the fastest sprint speed in

behind. The floor beneath his feet vibrated very obviously, and a piercing gust

Noland Lee looked back.

bone hammer in the Big Skeleton’s hand fell right down next to his

late, that heavy hammer would have landed

no time to

his head down, taking

the Big Skeleton striking the floor seemed to signal the

Lee stepped into the metal door

stumbled along the tomb passage like a wave

always slow-moving; otherwise, Noland Lee would have had