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!

of Noland like a carousel, making him dizzy and

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

was not

a traveler who was naturally detached from the original master’s past

original master’s sadness or happiness were nothing more than

took him two

as ridiculous as using a sword from the previous dynasty to behead an official of this

heart, harboring a few more fears

stopping, he raced towards

was

astounded, Noland looked back

him with blood -thirsty and menacing

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

eyes, catching

experience, he identified the origin of these

be the wronged souls

Spirits, in others as Demon Spirits, and

referred to a type of Undead Creature that moved

After all, their bodies

stepped over the doorframe and joined the

door, Corporal Mars said with a somber

the situation is

This is a very rare type of Undead Troops. They are Ethereal Beings, impervious to various physical harm. Only pure energy beams and a few other methods can effectively

worse, I saw a majestic Soul-binding Stone Tomb deep in the Grand Hall of Underground Level Two, it would take at least half

some effort in,

fast, then go report to Sergeant Major Alvin Stafford… huh… luckily, the cavity inside this metal sluice gate contained an anti-spiritual entity panel, or else we would all be finished

Private Second Class Corbin pointed at the soul-binding creature inside the door,

undead are moving! They are drifting towards us!

who lacked combat experience, was inevitably

died in the

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

scene was quite

with uncertainty at this moment,