Deconstruction wizard

Chapter 64 64.True Attitude

Author: Heart Can Cook Books

Chapter 64 64.True Attitude

Three floors underground.

The wide tomb hall was crowded with the undead from the first to third underground floors.

The skeleton soldiers on the first underground floor, the bound spirits on the second underground floor, and the tomb corpse soldiers gathered on the third underground floor, blocking the entire tomb passage.

Big Skull finally used his trump card.

They use skeleton soldiers and skeleton dogs as bone material to fill wounds.

Just pick up a handful of skeleton soldiers and stuff them into the holes in your chest, and the injuries caused by the jelly bombs will heal quickly.

The ribs are regenerated, the spine is repaired, and the leg bones become strong again.

Not only that, skeleton soldiers and skeleton dogs are also used as "blue bottles".

The big skeleton aimed at the imperial army's position and fired several "death pulses" in succession, squandering its own death energy.

When the energy is at the bottom, they pick up the skeleton soldiers, stuff them into their mouths, bite them a few times, and eat the broken bones and the souls of the skeleton soldiers into their stomachs.

The death energy that had just bottomed out immediately recovered, and several more "death pulses" were thrown out.

If it weren't for the thick layers of steel plates installed on the walls of Sere's army, these "death pulses" would be enough to sweep across the entire army.

The scene was crowded with undead, but the Necromantic Cult did not gain the upper hand. Instead, they were suppressed and beaten by the well-equipped imperial army.

Jelly bullets, potent liquid flamethrowers, jelly howitzers fired from fixed turrets, powerful lightning spores that spray lightning beams, etc. These powerful military weapons can keep the undead away from the front lines. How many are there?

The undead are as dead as possible.

The "Imperial Fist" even beat up the undead.

"Is that all you have? You bastards!"

A huge figure descended from the sky.

The soles of its feet, which were more than half a meter wide, easily crushed skeleton soldiers and walking corpses, causing flesh to fly and bone fragments to flow everywhere.

A giant power saw that spits red flames cuts across the Sea of ​​the Dead, spraying patches of hot magma.

The fiery red serrated blade sizzled, and after cutting the enemy, the high temperature on the blade melted the entire remains.

Facing the large skeleton that sprayed "Death Pulse", the huge figure rushed forward without dodge, running against the black lightning.

The giant power saw slashed across from bottom to top, sputtering countless sparks and directly cutting the big skull open from the middle.

Sparks flew towards the stone cairn spirit passing by, and the evil resentment melted away as quickly as ignited cotton, and it died in a shrill wail.

"Huha! It's too weak, it's too weak! You will call all the undead from the three floors here to come here. What do you want to do? Serve me some food!? Come on, show me your real skills, you bastards! I

I’m almost tired of playing!”

Lieutenant Serre transformed into the "Imperial Fist", raised his giant power saw, and rampaged across the battlefield, sweeping away large swaths of undead, as if he was not affected by the "sensory obstruction" at all.

"Sere, your death has come!" A shout came from the direction of the stairwell.

Two assassins from the death society carried the metal box to the third underground floor.

They put the metal box on the ground, one of them was holding a dagger for digging out the heart, and the other was holding a short knife for beheading, laughing wildly.

"Serre, die! We have brought the bone-setting wand! This thing is enough to make all the undead go crazy, and you will feel the pain of an elephant being eaten away by ants! Your little finger bone belongs to us!

"

"Yes! That's right! Go to hell, Sere!. Canary, Canary, come out and open the box! Hurry up!"

"What bullshit bone-setting wand? What are you two bastards yelling about?"

Sere stepped on the ground hard, crushing the undead under his feet. He jumped up high and landed heavily in front of the two assassins.

Sere's giant face was extremely oppressive, hovering over the assassins who were going to die, staring closely at the metal box in front of the two of them.

"What's inside this? The bone-setting wand? Is it a magical item developed by the Death Council? They are really a bunch of idle guys who spend all day studying such crooked ways."

Sere raised his hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it down, hitting the metal box with a clang.

The metal box remained motionless, responding to the fist with silence and hardness.

Surprise flashed in Sere's eyes, and the soldiers beside him were also surprised.

This metal box looked ordinary, but it actually blocked Lieutenant Sere's iron fist in his giant form.

The two assassins from the Death Council were made to break out in cold sweat by Sere's actions, and they quickly shouted anxiously:

"Canary! Canary! Come out quickly!"

"Pim, you bastard, stop hiding! Come here and open the box!"

"What does this have to do with Pim?" Lieutenant Sere turned his head and looked at a tent in the front line position, but did not receive any response.

"What an inexplicable assassination. What on earth are you going to do?" Selei didn't understand. He waved his fist and smashed the two assassins into a pulp.

He ordered two soldiers to carry the metal box to the tent.

The soldier lifted the metal box, walked into the tent, and put the box down in front of the screen.

A soft sigh sounded in the tent.

The metal box was pulled by invisible forces, suspended into the air, smoothly bypassed the screen, and landed on the conference table in the tent.

Murphy Ya looked at the metal box in front of her, with both happiness and regret on her pretty face.

She turned her head and looked at the figure at the table.

"It seems that the Death Council doesn't know that Pim is dead, otherwise the assassins would definitely stop their attacks. Moster, was it you who suppressed the news of Pim's death?"

"Yes, Murphy Ya. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here in person." The figure nodded lightly.

The figure known as Murster wears a silver mask that covers his face, and uses a black cloak to cover his figure and most of his face.

There are no gaps in the silver mask, not even breathing holes or eye observation holes, completely covering the person's appearance.

His voice is relatively childish and he sounds young.

Murphya stared at the metal box and said:

"Your guess is right. After the death of Most Pym, no one can use the bone-setting wand. The plan to assassinate Sere will naturally come to nothing. But I can't figure it out. This guy Pym

Why did he suddenly appear on the third underground floor and I happened to bump into him."

Most remained silent for a moment, motionless. After about half a minute, he finally spoke.

"Murphia, what's your impression of the criminal soldier Lenno Jarvis?"

"Well, a standard imperial scholar, a qualified history teaching assistant, and a courageous imperial man. This is my opinion."

"I think we can add another one." Moster paused for half a second:

"For example, the forbearing wise man."

Murphy Ya frowned slightly, a little confused:

"A wise man who tolerates forbearance? Forbearance is true. If I had experienced what happened to him, I would have been dazzled by revenge. He did learn a lot of knowledge, but he should not be considered a wise man."

Moster shook his head slightly:

"Real wise men know how to hide themselves. They prefer to control everything behind the scenes, rather than staying on the stage with their teeth and claws like Sere."

Murphya smiled slightly, "Are you talking about yourself?"

"Hey, just think it's me bragging."

Moster smiled and said:

"Okay, Murphya. Since all the assassins who assassinated Sere are dead, I should let the soldiers from MI2 go back."

"What to do with this metal box? Are you going to leave the bone wand inside here?" Murphya asked.

"Yes, stay here. To be precise, I want you to take it with you and wander outside the Legion Fortress. Do not enter the Legion Fortress and do not give it to any member of MI2. If possible, I

I want you to try it and see if you can destroy this wand."

"Are you serious? You want me to destroy the wand? Shouldn't this be your MI2 job?"

"I'm serious, Murphy Ya." Most took a breath, feeling a little heavy in his heart:

"To tell you the truth, since the Emperor secretly transferred me from the Sixth Division to the Second Division, I have encountered many people and things.

“You know that dizzying feeling?

“Every day, different people pass by, saying high-sounding words, doing things that cannot be considered wrong, and handling all the details without leakage.

"It's hard for me to tell how many of these slick people have joined the Death Society. But it's obvious that the people responsible for destroying the wands may also have problems. I can't completely trust them."

"Okay, I will help you." Murphy Ya nodded, with some fondness in his eyes, "After all, among so many brothers and sisters, you are the one I like the most."

Moster touched the bridge of his nose:

"Yeah. I also think I'm too handsome.

"Ahem, let's get back to the topic.

"The high-level wizards in the Death Council have an inexplicable connection with this wand. They can roughly sense the wand's location.

"Be careful when you are wandering around. The people from the Death Group may not come to you in person, but they can guide the people from the second office to come to you for trouble through the spies planted in the second office.

"You'd better hide from the people in the wand destruction team. Because among them is your idiot sister, who is reckless and domineering. If she were not the youngest among the same group of children and received special favor, how would she be qualified to intervene in the second department?

work."

A trace of disgust flashed across Murphy's face, "If she dares to appear in front of me, I will pull out her hair."

Moster shook his shoulders and said, "It doesn't matter, just don't be too harsh."

"I know" Murphya replied nonchalantly.

Moster snapped his fingers:

"By the way, Murphya, I have some thoughts about the criminal soldier Lenno Jarvis. Although he is a bait that will be put in front of us when he asks for death, to a certain extent, I think he is a person who can be slightly

Ordinary people who have more trust. Pym's death is an example. Of course, I know you don't know what's going on, but it doesn't matter. You just need to know that Lenno Jarvis can be trusted for the time being."

Most pondered for half a second and continued:

"Think about it for a second. If I were Lenno Jarvis, what could the higher-ups do to make me feel at ease?"

Without waiting for Murphy to speak, Most asked and answered his own questions.

"Oh, I understand. Love. Only love can provide both material and spiritual enjoyment. It can also make a wise man's mind dull."

Moster clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Then let me arrange a sister-brother relationship for Lenno Jarvis. Hahaha. Give him the missing maternal love and family affection. In this way, he can be completely used by me, and I can also use it at any time.

Deal with him."

"Why are you dealing with him...I don't think it's necessary?" Murphya muttered.

In fact, she was confused and couldn't keep up with Most's thinking, so she could only blink.

Most ignored her and simply waved his hand, turning into a slowly fading afterimage and disappearing from his seat.

"Goodbye, Murphy Ya, my good sister. Don't mention me to anyone. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, I, a member of MI6, should be wandering in the Golden Federation at this time. You regard yourself as a 'broke'

Just be the sole person in charge of the coffin plan, I'm just giving you advice."

Murphy Ya looked at the empty seats, then looked at the metal box on the table, and felt a headache:

"When will Meister's problem be corrected? He always runs away mid-sentence."

Murphya put the metal box away and waited quietly for the battle on the third underground floor to end.

After about 10 minutes, Sere's loud voice came from outside the tent:

"You told me that someone would try to modify the undead runes, but why didn't you tell me that this person was a criminal?"

After Sere killed most of the undead, he handed over the rest of the battle to his soldiers.

He walked into the tent with big steps, followed by an embarrassed Mars and a calm Li Nuo.

Murphya nodded to Mars and the two men who raised their hands in salute, looked at the goateeed man and asked:

"What's wrong? Sere? Is there something wrong?"

Lieutenant Serei glared at Li Nuo:

"The method of burning the magic protective shield with flame is a bit slow, but as long as I close the liquid fuel pipe, the flame will disappear. And what about him? If he has some little plan, then I can't guarantee that I can stop it.

he."

Murphy Ya raised her hand and stopped the other party's words:

"Watch your tone, Lieutenant."

"...Okay." Sere blew his beard and said:

"Let this criminal soldier try to modify the undead runes. This is your order. I can't refuse. But I have to say it first. If he dares to cause trouble, I will have him detained immediately."

"No problem, I accept your proposal." Murphya ignored Sere's tone and ordered:

"Lieutenant, go and clean up the battlefield, make room, and ask the soldiers to wait upstairs. When you are ready, I will immediately ask Jarvis to try to modify the undead runes."

"Yes, sir." Serei turned around and left, glaring at Li Nuo before leaving.

Li Nuo finally understood that this was the normal attitude of imperial officers towards criminal soldiers.

Since he is a criminal soldier and is also contaminated with the undead runes, his impression in the hearts of traditional imperial soldiers like Sere will be even lower.

Li Nuo was quite open-minded when faced with such an aggressive guy.

If you really care about other people's attitudes, wouldn't your life be very tiring?

This time, because Pim had to be pressed to death, Li Nuo indirectly helped Sere.

If the same thing happens again in the future, Li Nuo will definitely have to think carefully about it, and it’s okay if the lieutenant doesn’t save him.

"Jarvis, the promise I made to you during our last conversation is still valid. As long as you can complete this mission, from today on, you will be able to enjoy the treatment of a soldier and will no longer be treated as a criminal.

.Of course, until you complete three legion missions, your identity on the file is still a criminal soldier. I will help you complete the three missions as soon as possible."

Murphy Ya sat at the table, raised her index finger in front of her, and said slowly:

"In addition, considering the potential threat of the death meeting, I think it is necessary to improve the protection of you. After you complete this mission, I will entrust MI3 to inject you with the first injection of strengthening medicine. This way you will be safe in front of me.

You can be more calm in times of danger.”

Only when you become a corporal can you be eligible to receive the first injection of strengthening medicine.

Now, Li Nuo has received special preferential treatment, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

Of course, the premise is that he can complete the task of modifying the undead runes.

"Thank you, sir."

Murphya pointed to the chair near the curtain.

"You guys should rest here for a while and wait until Sere prepares the place before going out."

"Yes, sir."

Li Nuo sat on the chair, his heart beating slightly faster.

It wasn't because I could admire Murphy's profile up close, but because I was about to modify the undead runes on the magic protective shield.

You should know that when modifying the necromantic runes of the cairn, passive deconstruction will still take effect.

This shows that the action of "modifying the undead runes" can normally trigger the "passive deconstruction" effect.

However, since Li Nuo had already completely deconstructed the cairn at that time, there was no gain in modifying the passive deconstruction triggered by the undead runes. It only updated the panel information of the cairn.

But it's different now.

He did not completely deconstruct the magical protective shield outside the spiritual hub.

If you can successfully modify the undead runes on the protective cover, you will undoubtedly gain a lot with the help of passive deconstruction.

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