Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 32: The Secret of the Spirit Pivot

Li Nuo walked out of the gate of the stone tomb and saw the battle scene of gunfire, and only then did he know that the second floor of the tomb had been overthrown.

At the very beginning, in the vast underground space on the second floor of the tomb, there was one and only a tall building called the Bound Spirit Stone Tomb.

But now, a huge sarcophagus made of bones and stone bricks broke through the second floor of the tomb, rose up from below, and stood in the vast hall on the second floor of the tomb.

The door of the giant sarcophagus was wide open, and countless walking corpses and skeleton soldiers were coming out of the mouth of the coffin perpendicular to the ground, swaying towards the position of the imperial soldiers.

All kinds of weapons and equipment were pushed to the front line by imperial soldiers.

A water-cooled machine gun that makes a sound like tearing paper when firing, a grenade launcher that shoots out fragmentation grenades with a bang, and a flamethrower that spews out a long snake of flames, etc., everything that Li Nuo can think of Killers are all here.

The flames of war raged, there were repeated explosions, and the rumbling gunshots echoed in the second floor of this magnificent and empty tomb, which made Li Nuo's ears ache and his head swell.

No wonder there are some sayings that recruits are frightened when they go to the battlefield for the first time. As for the roaring scene, which recruits without noise-cancelling headphones can bear it.

It was Li Nuo's first encounter with such a big scene, and he could only grit his teeth, sullenly, and followed Sergeant Marrs closely.

The location of their group is probably the northeast corner or the southwest corner of the second floor of the tomb——Li Nuo doesn't know exactly which corner it is, and he hasn't returned to the ground for a long time, so how can he figure it out.

The point is, there happened to be a brood of undead near them.

A large group of walking corpses exuding a rancid smell, when they saw the living imperial soldiers, surrounded them like a bachelor who hadn't touched a young lady for a long time.

The moving speed of the walking corpses is not fast, but it is very oppressive when they are gathered together.

Sergeant Mars led his team calmly through the gaps in the encirclement of walking corpses.

Everyone ran and shot all the way, and escaped from the vast army of undead before the encirclement closed.

On the way, Li Nuo tried to fire two shots against the roar and explosion in his ears, and got over the shooting addiction that he had never experienced before crossing.

After entering the defense line of the imperial army and returning to the camp on the first floor of the tomb, Li Nuo's hearing gradually recovered amidst bursts of tinnitus.

At this time, the imperial army has entered a state of full-scale combat.

In the stairwell from the first floor of the tomb to the second floor, a track for fast transportation of materials was built.

A large number of ammunition boxes slid down the track to deliver supplies to the defense line on the second floor of the tomb.

Wounded imperial soldiers, regardless of skin trauma, or broken arms and legs, will be put on the track by the medical soldiers and transported back to the first floor of the tomb. On drip.

After blood transfusion, infusion, and medication, the skin wounds scabbed, and the broken limbs were repaired as before. The soldiers went to the battlefield on the small rail train again.

The battle left no negative effect on the soldiers, other than the painful memory of their wounds.

It can be said that due to the rich accumulation of the Tatis Empire in the field of biochemistry, its battlefield medical level is extremely outstanding.

As long as the soldier did not die on the spot, the medical system of the imperial army would always have a way to pull him back from the death line and send him back to the battlefield as soon as possible.

Li Nuo did not know the ingredients of the special medicine, but the side effects of the special medicine were visible to the naked eye.

All the members of the Mars team, except Li Nuo, had gray hair, and it was that kind of dull gray hair.

Without asking too much, Li Nuo knew that this was a sign of overdrawing his life.

The soldiers who took the special medicine must know how bad the side effects of the special medicine are, but why would they drink the special medicine so willingly?

Is it because of salary?

Is it because of honor?

Or some unknown factor that Li Nuo didn't know about?

Besides, just such a battle will cost the soldiers so many lives, how much will the personnel of the imperial army change?

Among them, there must be secrets that Li Nuo does not know.

Li Nuo and the team members went to the front line after a short rest in the camp.

While queuing up to take the small track train, Li Nuo asked Sergeant Mars the question in his mind:

"Sir, the special medicine you are taking seems to be doing a lot of damage to your body, right? Aren't you worried about your health?"

Sergeant Mars and the soldiers around him smiled at each other, and blinked mysteriously at Li Nuo:

"...Well, Jarvis, in view of your outstanding performance and the possibility of being transferred to a private, I can tell you something that is not considered a secret in the Legion."

Sergeant Marrs lowered his voice and pointed to the cart full of ammunition:

"Look at these bullets, grenades, fuel tanks, and us soldiers, each of which was shaped by the empire with money and resources. A bullet costs 3 yuan. A chemical bomb costs 300 yuan. A set A water-cooled machine gun, 2,000 yuan. A special medicine for quick repair of skin trauma, 300 yuan..."

Mars opened his arms and made a big circle towards the noisy camp:

"The fight is all about logistics and materials, and it's about money. We have to invest so much manpower and material resources just to clean up tomb No. 1079. And there are more than a thousand tombs like this in Junction of Misery" A. How much tax do you think the tax bureau of the empire has to collect from the people to cover this expense..."

Li Nuo nodded in thought, Sergeant Mars's words hit the point directly.

The empire's tax burden is not heavy, with an average corporate tax rate of 13% and an average personal tax rate of 7%.

But the cost of cleaning the graves is real.

So, the answer is clear...

Li Nuo narrowed his eyes and said:

"Sir, what do you mean... cleaning the tomb is more than just cleaning it... there is a source of profit that I don't know about, is that right?"

Mars patted Li Nuo on the shoulder and smiled:

"Yes. You guessed it right. I should have told you the answer after I cleared the tomb No. 1079. But I thought about it carefully, and it doesn't hurt to tell you now..."

Mars pointed to the stone bricks under their feet, and continued:

"Do you know, Jarvis. The coffins arranged by the Necromancers in the tombs are evil death-like magic devices, but they are also rare treasures."

A gleam flashed in Li Nuo's eyes...

There was a faint expectation in the eyes of Sergeant Marrs, and his voice became a little ethereal, as if recalling the scene that shocked him:

"The Spirit Pivot has five layers from the inside to the outside.

"The outermost layer is a magical protective shield, and a deadly threat lurks in the pure darkness.

"The second layer is a metal shell covered with necromantic runes, gorgeous and fine, comparable to the silverware of the royal court.

"The third layer is the mezzanine filled with death energy, and the fourth layer is the core component of the magic device...

"Its innermost layer is the eternal life essence full of vitality, a milky white smooth gel, as delicate as a girl's skin."

Li Nuo's pupils shrank slightly:

"The Essence of Immortality? Can this thing make people live forever? Then the big shots in the empire must go crazy?"

If Qin Shihuang had this thing in his hand... then Qin Shihuang touched the switch...

"No, no, it can't make people live forever."

Mars shook his hand:

"It's a magical material that contains the breath of life. The Spirit Pivot uses it as an energy source—don't ask me how the Necromancer sect transforms things full of life into death energy. To be honest, I don't know either.

"All I know is that MI3 judged that this thing can quickly repair all cell damage and replenish overdrawn life.

"As long as this tomb can be taken down, Sergeant Alvin will distribute a potion brewed with the essence of immortality to each of us soldiers who take special medicine to make up for the life we ​​lost. The name of this potion is Life Potion .

"As for the name of Essence of Eternal Life...well...I think it's somewhat exaggerated. It was invented by MI3. Anyway, I haven't heard of anyone who has obtained real immortality by taking this thing for a long time. "

Sergeant Mars stepped onto the small train with one step, the look of reminiscence still remaining on his face.

Li Nuo swept away the infatuated expressions of the other soldiers, and became a little curious about the so-called essence of immortality.