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!

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

here, he would surely be overwhelmed by these vivid memories and become incapacitated, eventually having

was not

who was naturally

master’s sadness or happiness were nothing more than idle reading

him two seconds to recover from the

my soul by using the original master’s memories. Your actions are as ridiculous as using a sword from the

ridiculed in his heart, harboring a few more fears towards the

raced towards the Metal

there was a

looked back over

numerous semi-transparent human figures staring blankly at him with blood -thirsty and menacing looks,

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

narrowed his eyes, catching on

his abundant game experience, he identified

should be the wronged souls bound by

were known as Vengeful Spirits, in

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

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

doorframe and joined the soldiers to close

Mars said with a somber

the situation is

very rare type of Undead Troops. They are Ethereal Beings, impervious to various physical

a majestic Soul-binding Stone Tomb deep in the Grand Hall of Underground Level Two, it would take at least half a ton of explosives to completely

some

then go report to Sergeant Major Alvin Stafford… huh… luckily, the cavity inside this metal sluice gate contained

Corbin pointed

They are drifting towards us! I.. I.. I see Jack,

experience, was inevitably going into a

was a soldier who died in the last

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

scene was quite

heavily and filled with uncertainty at this moment, as this seemed to be his first time encountering a soul- binding