Constructing-Style Wizard

- 41: 33. Yell until your eyes are sore.

: 33. Yell until your eyes are sore.

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Tomb Level Two.

The Imperial Army had set up a defensive line inside the grand hall.

The soldiers dug up the ground tiles, filled them with special soil, planted squirming grey worms, and poured a viscous yellow-brown liquid on them.

Within three minutes, violently swelling grey bulges rose from the ground, continuing until they grew into perfectly square “stone dunghills”.

This was the Tatis Empire Army’s unique bio-crafted building – the Gray Worm Barrier.

It took shape quickly and was easy to construct; it was indispensable for blocking the boundless undead army.

Alongside, they also prepared bee syrup bombs for skeleton warriors, liquid flame throwers for the walking dead, and biochemical war dogs for skeleton hounds and cavern stalkers.

Everything was prepared for the undead.

Noland Lee stood at the frontlines, facing the seemingly endless undead army, without an ounce of anxiety.

The game was called “Billion Zombies”, a real-time strategy zombie game.o

Now, he felt like one of the machine-gun soldiers in that game, holding a machine gun, standing in place, and spraying bullets at the swarming undead army.

Of course, he couldn’t truly be considered a machine-gun soldier, at best, he was just a low-rank soldier with a small handgun, providing negligible fire support.

Noland Lee was well aware of his limited firepower.

Thus, he focused mainly on searching for unknown undead troop types.

Taking advantage of the unlimited ammunition supplied currently, he endeavored to passively deconstruct all undead troops he had not yet deconstructed, in addition to recovering his Energy Points.

However, Noland Lee soon realized he had oversimplified the concept of fighting.

When the wave-like undead creatures closed in under the gunfire, all he could do was continually open fire and shoot.

As the saying goes, good marksmen are made by bullets. No matter the shooting talent, after firing hundreds, even thousands of rounds, one could gradually develop the so-called “gun feeling”.

Noland Lee fired continuously for nearly half an hour, his elbow numbed by the recoil, when he finally unlocked a new passive skill.

[System message: Through extensive training, you have mastered the passive skill ‘Kinetic Weapon Shooting Proficiency’, currently at Level 1.]

Noland Lee looked at the system message in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

He observed the undead under the rain of bullets once again and noticed something strange.

Why wasn’t the floor of Tomb Level Two covered with the remains of skeleton warriors killed by bee syrup bombs, or the walking dead reduced to black charcoal by the liquid flames?

Shouldn’t their numbers have been increasing, forming little hills?

Noland Lee narrowed his eyes and focused on a walking dead not far away.

The creature was being scorched in the liquid flames and was about to turn to black charcoal and fall to the ground.

Just as the walking dead fell, Noland Lee was startled to see the black charcoal it had transformed into seep through the cracks of the ground tile like fine sand.

Noland Lee had been focusing on shooting until now. This was the first time he noticed such a bizarre phenomenon.

He strained his voice over the deafening gunfire to shout at Sergeant Mars, who was beside him manning a water-cooled machine gun:

“Chief Officer, Chief Officer!”

Sergeant Mars barely made out Noland Lee’s voice against the thunderous gunfire.

He released the grip of the machine gun, shook his numb hands, and asked:

“What’s wrong, Jarvis!”

“I saw the dead undead turn into black sand and seep away through the cracks in the ground tiles! Are they going to Tomb Level Three?”

Corporal Mars dug out his ears and yelled over the deafening gunfire:

“Yes, Jarvis! You’re very vigilant!

“The Spirit Pivot on Tomb Level Three has been awakened by the Death Herald

Guild spy! This giant stone coffin is the ‘Necropolis Coffin’ summoned by the Spirit Pivot! It will continuously deploy undead creatures stored within the Spirit Pivot onto the battlefield!

“As for the phenomenon you mentioned! That’s the Spirit Pivot pulling the fallen undead into itself, allowing them to revive faster and re-enter battle sooner from the ‘Necropolis Coffin’!

“Don’t worry! This is a normal occurrence! We just need to keep firinq! Fire!

Fire!”

After finishing his words, Corporal Mars took a swig from his water bottle and poured the remaining water onto the machine gun barrel, then hollered as he squeezed the trigger.

“Dakka dakka dakka…”

The sound of gunfire was constant, like tearing paper, but the effect wasn’t all that great.

Skeleton Warriors didn’t have flesh and blood and didn’t fear bullets. At most, they would only have bone dust blasted off by bullets.

Although the Walking Dead had flesh, it was rotten flesh and filthy blood, so losing a piece of flesh wasn’t a big deal. Even if their legs were blown off by machine gun bullets, they could still crawl forward using their arms. That being said, no man could resist the feeling of continuous firing.

“Ohooohoo! I love spraying the enemy!”

Corporal Mars let out a couple of strange cries and smiled at Noland Lee: This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Every time we clear the Grave Vault! As long as we get past the initial reconnaissance phase! It’s our favorite shooting phase!”

The machine gun overheated and jammed.

Noland Lee quickly teamed up with Private Second Class Corbin to change the gun barrel and refill the water tank of the machine gun.

After almost 20 seconds, the machine gun started to spit flames again.

Noland Lee shouted loudly and asked:

“Chief Officer! Speaking of which, have you caught that Death Herald Guild spy yet! Why did you guys appear outside the Stone Tomb! I thought you would come out from the depths of the Stone Tomb!”

Corporal Mars clenched his fist and waved it in the air:

“Ah! Speaking of that spy, it makes me feel sick! That guy is definitely a Death Notice assassin who has carried out many assassinations! His skills are too good! He also had the undead to help him! We’ve been chasing him all the way from the underground tunnel in the Stone Tomb to Tomb Level Three, but we still couldn’t stop him!

“After he got to Tomb Level Three, he was immediately protected by the monks of the Undead Cult! We had to forcibly fight our way out of the staircase from Tomb Level Three to Two to finally shake off the pursuers from Tomb Level Three!

“By the way! Many thanks to you, Jarvis! On our way to escape from Tomb Level Three, we were surrounded by the Soul Binders from Tomb Level Two! If it weren’t for you changing the Undead Runes of the Stone Tomb and causing confusion among those Soul Binders, we would surely have been trapped and killed in the staircase!

“We have already reported the situation of the Death Herald Guild spy to the Intelligence Headquarters. After we finish this battle, we will go and settle accounts with the personnel from Division Intelligence Unit Two.”

Corporal Mars winked at Noland Lee:

“You not only saved me and the other sergeants! You also saved Sergeant Alvin Stafford! This is a huge favor! I estimate that Sergeant Alvin Stafford will personally commend you!”

“Personally commend…” Noland Lee scratched his head.

What kind of commendation?

To directly go from being a Sin Soldier to a regular soldier?

If it’s really like that, then himself spending more than two hours in that corridor would really be a profitable and worthwhile deal…

Noland Lee thought like this, but he knew that going from a Sin Soldier to a regular soldier directly was impossible.

Only by completing three Corps Tasks could this be done.

This was a rule decided by the Emperor himself..