Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 25:19. Sorrow of the Soul

Translator: 549690339

Looking at the Soul-binding Stone Tomb control panel again, Noland Lee had only one thought in his mind.

And that was to get the hell out of there!

Otherwise, his life would be in serious danger.

An instant ‘Death Pulse’ was no joke.

Perhaps it was because Corporal Mars had heard his cry for help, or maybe because Mars had finished scouting.

Either way, one moment Noland was worried for his situation, and the next, he heard Mars calling out to him.

“Jarvis! Jarvis! Hurry back!”

Without hesitation, Noland turned around and fled.

His movement seemed to have provoked a violent reaction, much like cold water splashing into boiling oil.

A wailing cold wind swept through the tomb, stirring up the poisonous fog, causing it to roil violently.

Noland was staggered by the gusty wind coming from behind him and he nearly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Just as he was steadying himself, he immediately felt a profound sense of sorrow emanating from the cold wind.

Faint sounds of agony echoed in his ears, piercing his shell and pricking his heart, triggering his heartbreaking past experiences and painful memories.

A hatred towards the bitterly cruel fate and the injustices of the world quickly filled his heart.

The ‘Capture Soul’ skill of the Soul-binding Stone Tomb had activated!

This eerie death-related structure was trying to snatch Noland’s soul!

fragments flashed in front of Noland like a carousel, making him

these vivid memories and become incapacitated, eventually having his

was not

who was naturally detached from the original master’s

were nothing more than idle reading

him two seconds to recover from the

original master’s memories. Your actions are as ridiculous as using a sword from the previous dynasty to behead an

in his heart, harboring a few more fears towards the

he raced towards the Metal

there was a bright

Noland looked back

figures staring blankly at him with blood -thirsty and menacing looks,

Two, was coming from these semi-transparent figures and was emitted by the sad, aggrieved

eyes, catching on to the

he identified

should be the wronged souls bound by the Soul-binding

known as Vengeful Spirits, in others as Demon

of Undead Creature that moved quickly, had strong physical defenses, and fought with

Creatures of this world could even fly. After all, their bodies were purely

and

Corporal Mars said with a

situation

rare type of Undead Troops. They are Ethereal Beings, impervious to various physical harm. Only pure

Hall of Underground Level Two, it would take at least half a ton

Mars put some effort in,

Stafford… huh… luckily, the cavity inside this metal sluice gate contained an anti-spiritual entity panel, or else we

Corbin pointed at the soul-binding creature inside the door,

us! I.. I.. I see

combat experience, was

was a soldier who died in the

melted into scraps by the black lightning, but now he saw him

scene was quite

was sweating heavily and filled with uncertainty at this moment, as this seemed to be his