Constructing-Style Wizard

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Over time, the battle situation rapidly intensified.

Skeleton Hounds slowed down the speed of the reconnaissance squad’s retreat, while the vast Skeleton Ocean surrounded them, trapping the squad in a fierce battle with the fearless undead spirit and deadly Bone Swords.

Noland Lee, as a Sin Soldier, stood at the forefront of the squad against the enemy.

On his left and right sides were Imperial Soldiers, behind him was an endless stone staircase, and in front of him were Skeleton Warriors with hollow, soulless eyes and eerie purple lights radiating from their skulls.

Not only did he have to maintain the steady line and slowly retreat upward, but he also had to be vigilant against the attacks of the Skeleton Warriors and Skeleton Hounds.

It could be said that he was multitasking and operating with his hands and feet all the time, with no room for mistakes.

One second, he swung his Engineering Hammer, smashing the head of a Skeleton Warrior.

The next second, he had to thrust the handle of the hammer to block the bite of a Skeleton Hound.

If he wasn’t careful enough to keep up with the enemy’s attack rhythm, his legs, arms, and abdomen would be cut by sharp bone swords, spilling his blood onto the ground and walls.

Blood seeped out of the narrow wounds, staining his Sin Soldier uniform, flowing down his clothes and trouser legs, filling his shoes, soaking his socks and the soles of his shoes.

The problem that came with it was slippery feet and unstable weight.

As for the dizziness and tinnitus caused by blood loss, it seemed like the death knell ringing in his head, echoing, echoing, until death.

how many times he had swung his Engineering Hammer, nor could he estimate how much blood he

blur, beads of sweat hung on his eyelids, and waves of blood loss-induced daze attacked

a low growl, responding to the enemy’s aggression with his body’s instinct to survive, allowing the

felt as if he was on a vast, boundless battlefield, surrounded by

was like a flatboat sailing on a vast ocean: either grip the oars and fight for survival or, float along with the waves and leave

my journey as a Traveler

three or five seconds, he

on! Support is

butt of his gun to deflect the blade in front of Noland, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back from the

are too many enemies! We need to do

the

awakening the undead and killing some of them with us… but after all, he’s just a Sin Soldier… I mean… it’s time for Sin Soldier No. 888 to respond to the call of the Empire and accept the mission bestowed upon

this, Noland suddenly

of Biochemical Bait on his body to hold back

of survival, and he would undoubtedly become a puddle of

hit it on a Skeleton Warrior’s skull to prove that he still had the ability

weakness, his hammer only made the

his touch and knew his attack was

had already failed, leaving a trace

tightened his grip on Noland’s

Soldier! I reject your

to adulthood, taught us patience, struggle, perseverance, and fight. When the sacred mission arrives, we

“But not now!