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.

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

need for the Coal Lamp’s light, Noland Lee clearly saw

a

light balls floated just over

to a Skeleton Warrior of

the number

balls were enough to induce

and higher, the Skeleton Warriors

by the Skeleton

was the Biochemical Bait

his mockery value, nor dispel the Undead Creatures’ desire to attack

at the metal gate

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

bone hammer of the Big Skeleton

Soldier No. 888, retreat to

issued the evacuation

without looking back, bursting

three steps forward, there was a sudden muffled impact sound coming from behind. The floor

Noland Lee looked back.

to his back, slamming onto the floor, raising a large

heavy hammer would have landed on his

Lee had no time to rejoice over his

down, taking

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

the metal

stumbled along the tomb passage like a wave swallowing fishermen, swarming towards the metal

always slow-moving; otherwise, Noland Lee would have had no chance