Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 36: 28. Sin Soldier fears utensils.

Translator: 549690339

“Ah- This new body is so strong- I am very satisfied.”

The Sin Soldier Zombie raised its arm, bending the limb and flexing its muscles.

The sense of intoxication was clear on its grey, dead face.

“Such hefty muscles, such perfect outlines. I feel full of power, like I’ll never tire… This damn feeling is fascinating… If I knew necromancy was so powerful,

I would have joined the Death Herald Guild, instead of becoming a bandit.”

Watching the Sin Soldier Zombie obsessing over muscular strength, Noland

Lee tightened his lips, his grip on the Rune Staff in his hands slightly harder.

The Zombie didn’t seem to consider him a threat, completely lost in admiring its new body.

Noland saw enormous self-confidence in these actions.

He found himself pondering intensely on how to fight this battle, unable to launch a preemptive strike in a conflict where the opponent clearly his surpass in strength.

His gaze swept over the Undead Runes on the wall, a cunning glint of an idea apparent in his eyes which was overlooked by others…

“Enough, worm. Embrace your death.”

The Sin Soldier Zombie, in spite of its sewn-together face, sneered frostily as it clenched its fists and twisted its neck:

“You should feel lucky that the Death Priest gave me orders to drag your intact corpse back. Otherwise.. Hehehe… I would have pounded you to mush.”

The Zombie marched towards Noland with heavy steps, its daunting figure was akin to a ghastly miniature mountain.

It squashed another walking corpse along the way, its foot splattering filthy undead blood.

“It appears, you’re capable… Getting rid of so many undead.”

ground, but it was swiftly dominated by its overbearing confidence. “These feeble undead

as he strutted towards Noland, the Sin Soldier

fallen corpse, noticing

wound piqued

dots with the Rune Staff in Noland’s hands, a smug satisfaction flashed in its eyes, the satisfaction of uncovering

skewering these fools with your rune

in its hand effortlessly, allowing the filthy blood to spray over its

grew silent from then

big enough to block

I bring your corpse back, the Death Priest will grant

his center of gravity, retreated steadily, his focus solely

the Zombie’s constant babbling, Noland decisively expended 4 energy points all at once to thoroughly deconstruct

eye, Sin Soldier Zombie’s data panel flashed

Tomb Walking Dead, Strong Walking Dead, Armored Walking Corpses,

title “Walking Dead” belonged to the

Zombie before him was essentially an elite variant of the sewn-together Undead, known as

with extraordinary strength, approximately three

the Undead Runes, its skin was as hard as an iron plate, presumably impenetrable

Noland deeply understood that his only ray of hope was triggering the

data of the Stone Tomb currently showed that 11 points of Death Energy

Herald Guild’s spy could modify the Undead Runes to activate the Stone

problem

be altered so that the Stone

know the answer, but that didn’t stop him

of the Sin Soldier Zombie attacked, the punching wind whistled

Lee hadn’t been on his guard, the powerful punch

fist always aimed at Noland Lee’s breathing mask, but each punch controlled

followed by a straight punch, directly smashing Noland’s head,

Sin Soldier Zombie was holding back from smashing the mouse for fear of breaking

control his force, accidentally damaging the integrity of the corpse, and delaying the Death Priest’s

Sin Soldier Zombie undoubtedly offers Noland more room

I wasn’t afraid of

Sin Soldier Zombie was cursing, his face flashed with

hands gradually increased, the rolling punches stirred up a

Soldier Zombie was