Constructing-Style Wizard

Now is the best opportunity to modify the Undead Runes, a window of opportunity created by the full efforts of the Elite Squad, fleeting!

Noland Lee knew all this.

He stared at the scene outside the armor, his gaze sweeping back and forth on the Magic Protective Cover.

Corporal Mars nervously held the Undead Cult’s teachings and translations in front of Noland Lee for reference.

These translations were also translated by Captain Murphy, corresponding to the original texts of other factions of the Undead Cult.

Noland Lee had already memorized all the documents in Mars’ hand, and now he just pretended to glance at them a few times.

He raised his arm and pointed to a corner of the protective shield:

“There, Chief Officer, at your three o’clock, about 4 meters above the ground. I’ve seen the Undead Runes in that area in the translation carried by Sergeant

Mars!”

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson dodged the energy beams fired by the

Necromancer turret while moving in the direction Noland pointed to.

After reaching the target location, Lieutenant Slyke Thompson opened the hardened exoskeleton on his chest.

Nolan Lee crawled out from the interlayer and stood on the platform built by the exoskeleton, extending his right hand holding the Rune Staff.

Sergeant Mars acted as a stand, holding the document beside Noland Lee.

Noland took a symbolic look at the translation, and then began to modify the Undead Runes.

The touchpoint of the Rune Staff moved quickly on the Magic Protective

Shield, and Noland Lee erupted with the fastest modification speed in history.

These operations were interrupted from time to time by the energy beams shot by the Undead Turret. Noland Lee was calm, always achieving a 100% success rate in modifying the Undead Runes.

About two minutes later.

A large mass of black fumes sprayed out from the Magic Protective Cover.

The energy flow speed of the protective shield has visibly slowed down, and the black surface has flickered several times, conveying a signal of energy instability.

It is clear that the Magic Protective Shield around the watchtower is not as advanced as the Spirit Pivot’s.

Even a slight modification of the Undead Runes is enough to cause an energy disorder.

War Spirits standing at the top of the tower immediately detected the abnormality of the protective shield, casting their gaze at the Iron Giant below.

Two shells exploded in front of him, but the War Spirits didn’t care, letting the shrapnel and flames from the explosion rush over them.

With a roar, they raised the Bone Treasure Sword, danced it out, and stabbed it diagonally toward the Iron Giant below.

A pale green column of light shot out from the Bone Treasure Sword, straight at Lieutenant Slyke Thompson’s face.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson raised his arms and activated the hardened exoskeleton on his arms, constructing an oval-shaped steel bone shield.

Green light splattered, the bone shield melted, and a foul smell ran rampant.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson barely managed to block the energy impact full of decay and rot.

Seeing that his own attack had little effect, the War Spirits’ anger erupted, and they roared again, swinging the Bone Treasure Sword downward, intending to drive the troublesome Iron Forge Giant away from the Watchtower.

But!

It’s too late!

Noland Lee, taking advantage of the time when the two were fighting, destroyed more than a dozen Undead Runes in one breath amidst the booming and shaking!

On the Magic Protective Shield, another large crack spraying black mist appeared !

Larger than the previous crack! And it still hasn’t closed!

“Haha! Jarvis, well done!”

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson laughed out loud, taking a step forward and pressing his red-hot furnace abdomen against the crack.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz…”

A series of electrophoresis-like vibrations emanated from his body, and the temperature of the air suddenly rose, almost boiling.

The vibrations beneath Noland Lee’s feet were endless, as if there was a fierce beast wrapped in flames about to rush out of Slyke’s abdomen. “Die, filthy War Spirits! And be destroyed, sinful Watchtower!”

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson roared:

“Melt! Steel! Beam! Shoot!!”

A scorching red beam shot out from Slyke’s abdomen, plunging into the crack in the Magic Protective Shield.

After entangling with the protective shield for a third of a second, the scorching beam forcibly penetrated the shield and pierced the wall structure at the base of the Watchtower.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson tilted his body back, facing upward.

The scorching beam moved as his angle changed, sweeping from the base of the Watchtower to the rooftop, splitting the entire tower in half!

The walls cracked, the boulders rolled down, and the earth trembled, with thick smoke churning.

Sub -Lieutenant Slyke Thompson closed the steel exoskeleton on his chest. Before the Watchtower collapsed, he took Noland Lee and Mars out of the outpost.

The Undead turret fell silent, the thick bone barrels shattered into fragments, and disappeared with the collapse of the watchtower.

The Skeleton Colossus swelled and exploded like an inflated balloon, scattering foul river water and debris across the field.

The Magic Protective Shield flickered a few times, and eventually could not withstand the impact of the Watchtower’s destruction. It shattered like glass, dissipating into the air as little broken lights.

The Elite Squad’s transformed Imperial Giants assembled outside the outpost, witnessing the Watchtower’s transformation from existence to nonexistence.

By the time the thick smoke had subsided and the line of sight had become clear, the outpost had turned into ruins.

Only a skeleton clad in armor and cloak, holding a Bone Treasure Sword in hand, stood alone in the dust.

This was a battle with no suspense.

The Empire side dispatched a Second-order extraordinary, three First-order extraordinary, and nine elite fighters who could rival a First-order extraordinary.

On the other hand, the Undead Cult had only War Spirits: an extraordinary stronger than a First-order “Imperial Fist,” but slightly weaker than the Second-order.

If it wasn’t for the troublesome Magic Protective Shield and the Undead Turret, the War Spirits would not have had a chance to fight..