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Constructing-Style Wizard
Chapter 123 - 123: 83. Watchtower Intense Battle_2Chapter 123 - 123: 83. Watchtower Intense Battle_2
Chapter 123 - 123: 83. Watchtower Intense Battle_2
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After walking for about half an hour in this claustrophobia-inducing tunnel, Noland Lee heard the sound of trickling water.
Reflective water curtains began to appear on the walls on both sides.
Noland took a deep breath and smelled the unique dampness of the underground river.
After passing three more turns, the scene before him becmore open and bright.
The width of this underground river was much larger than Noland had imagined.
Like a winding giant snake, it meandered through the underground space filled with poisonous fog.
Dark green spots dotted the surface of the river, giving it a greenish hue.
Upon closer inspection, those shimmering dark green spots were the undead contamination flowing with the river towards the south.
Green glowing bones, flickering green rotting flesh, unidentifiable scales with green glow, and countless severed limbs and dried corpses.
All of these filthy things that flowed from the depths of the Undead Cult carried sinister dark green light and had contaminated the underground river entirely.
This was no ordinary underground canal.
It was the best testament to the Undead Cult’s heinous and sinful acts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUpon seeing this river, everyone’s eyes were filled with anger and disgust.
Lieutenant Slyke Thompson felt that way, the elite fighters felt the same, and so did Sergeant Mars.
Only Noland was slightly different.
While despising the river’s pollution, he maintained his thoughts and cast out a Deconstruction technique.
[System Message: You are attempting to deconstruct the “Abnormal Underground River”]
[It is estimated that every 1100 energy points consumed will raise the degree of deconstruction by 1%]
[You currently have 13 energy points. Would you like to confirm the deconstruction?]
Abnormal Underground River.
He saw the word “abnormal” again.
The last thing judged as “abnormal” by the system was the layer of clouds hovering over the Suffering Borderland.
Now it’s this underground river in front of him.
He didn’t know if it was a coincidence.
Noland discovered that there was another similarity between the underground river and the clouds.
Was their deconstruction consumption the same?
Noland pulled up the system message and scrolled back, finding a message from his attempt to deconstruct the cloud layer days ago.
Indeed.
Both deconstructing the underground river and the clouds required 1100 enercv D0ints to increase the comoletion of deconstruction bv 1%.
Why was that?
As Noland followed the team, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
“Everyone, halt.”
Lieutenant Slyke Thompson raised his right fist and led the team to hide in a shadow.
He first stuck his head out to quickly observe the situation ahead, then turned back and gestured a series of hand signals to his teammates behind him. Noland watched, dazzled, not understanding what the other looked meaning.
Sergeant Mars whispered an explanation:
“Our current position is about 10 kilometers beneath the area north of Grave
This is the most suitable place to intercept the Undead Fleet, but there is a Necromancer’s Outpost about 100 meters ahead of us. The magic protective shield of the outpost has been activated. It covers the watchtower but not the wall, indicating that the outpost is in second-level alert mode. The outpost’s undead sentries are still unaware of our arrival.”
Lieutenant Slyke Thompson pointed at several elite fighters and continued to make a series of hand gestures.
Sergeant Mars continued translating for Noland:
“The commander is arranging assault routes and personnel. Group 1 will attack in Imperial Shield Giant form to distract the Necromancer’s Turret and sentries on the wall. Group 2 will attack in Imperial Ranger Giant form to breach the wall and clear the undead soldiers inside the outpost. Group 3 will attack in Empire Artillery Giant form to remotely stop the expansion of the magic protective shield and snipe the enemy’s War Spirits commander. We don’t need to worry about the battle. After receiving the signal, we just need to break the magic protective shield.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNoland nodded and asked:
“You just mentioned that the commander of the Necromancer’s Outpost is a War Spirit? What is a War Spirit? The books in the reading room didn’t mention this. ”
“It’s normal that the books didn’t mention this because you won’t encounter
War Spirits during battles in the tombs.”
Sergeant Mars pondered for a moment before explaining:
“You can think of War Spirits as the Undead Cult’s troop commanders, ones that are only responsible for commanding the undead in battle and not managing spirit pivots. They are the top of the mid-level undead creatures, possessing strong combat abilities, and are capable of summoning undead on the spot or forcing slumbering undead to join the fight. In short, War Spirits are difficult to deal with.”
Noland asked again:
“War Spirits can summon undead on the spot? But didn’t the books say that the Undead Cult needs to set up ritual arrays to summon undead?”
“Yes, I didn’t make a mistake. War Spirits can indeed summon undead on the spot, which is why they are so difficult to deal with. I don’t know how they can do that.”
Sergeant Mars raised his index finger, making the gesture to keep quiet:
“Shh… The battle teams are about to move. Let’s talk later.” Noland closed his mouth, looking at the group of bald men.
Each team had its own mission.
They took different colored injectors out of their pockets.
The members of Group 1 lifted their breathing masks, unafraid of the poisonous fog in the air, and injected themselves with gray elixirs. Then, with a low growl, they transformed into Bone Armor Giants, wielding bone shields
and bone swords..
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