Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 56 56. The wise man sleeps less

In the Mars team's tent.

Li Nuo was put on a chair by the guards.

After the guards left, about a minute later, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the camp.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

This is the whistle that scouts blow when they detect an emergency:

"Report, sir! Something is wrong! The undead on the first and second basement floors have been revived ahead of schedule! They are forming an army to surround our camp!"

Pim's voice reached Li Nuo's ears:

"Calm down, soldier!... Attention everyone! I order you to defend the camp on the ground and swear to the death!"

"Sir, what about Second Lieutenant Gretel on the third basement floor, we have to save him!"

"No, soldier, I am going to save him! I will lead my most elite soldiers to the third basement floor to rescue Second Lieutenant Gretel. You must stay here and hold your position! Do you understand? Don't let the returning Gretel Lieutenant, see a devastated camp!"

"Yes, sir!"

Pym's speech was impassioned and moved the soldiers on the scene.

The MI2 soldiers under him, and all the soldiers of Alvin's army, stayed behind.

Only 4 guards followed him to leave the camp, and went to the third basement to rescue Second Lieutenant Gretel

Li Nuo sat on the chair with his head propped up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually grew stronger.

He didn't know how Pim revived the undead in advance.

All he knew was that if Pim rushed to the third basement now, he would definitely hit Murphy's muzzle.

Li Nuo closed his eyes and planned to take a short rest so that the side effects of the soul torture potion would dissipate, otherwise he would always feel like a spinning top was spinning in his head...

The next second, he opened his eyes, and a self-critical light flashed in his eyes.

What are you going to sleep on, Li Nuo?

Pym is not dead, how can you sleep?

How can you be sure that he will die 100% at the hands of Murphy?

If he didn't die, wouldn't there still be endless troubles?

Only when he is dead and his body is smashed to pieces, you, Li Nuo, are qualified to sleep peacefully and full of sleep!

Li Nuo deeply criticized his slack.

He raised his hand to press the armrest of the chair, and stood up against the dizziness.

If Pim's death is certain, Li Nuo will also add several layers of iron plates and rivets to Pim's coffin!

Only in this way can he be completely relieved.

...Hey, many times, being a wise man who is good at planning is such a trouble.

The more you think, the more you worry, the less time you have to sleep.

It would be better to be a violent machine with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

It doesn't matter if you get bullied, at worst, you can learn from Brother Crow and lift the table.

It's a pity, the system I got is not something that can blow the sky away, and I can't let myself enter the invincible state in a short time...

Li Nuo shook his head, barely suppressing the dizziness in his head.

He glanced at the empty tent and sighed silently in his heart.

He picked up the rifle leaning against the wall, staggered away from here, and stepped into the frontline battlefield where the battle was raging.

…

Pulling open the curtain and coming outside the tent, Li Nuo saw the grand occasion of the resurrection of the undead.

A wisp of purple-black airflow drilled out from the cracks in the floor and extended straight upwards.

Countless bone fragments were blown by the purple-black airflow, and slowly floated up from the ground, hovering in mid-air.

Leg bones stand upright on the ground.

The centipede-like spine connects to the leg bones.

Ribs fit into grooves in the spine.

The skull with hollow eye sockets perfectly joined with the upper end of the spine with a "boo".

In less than 10 seconds, the skeletons on the ground floor turned into skeleton soldiers holding bone swords.

Those big skeletons killed by the honey bomb also entered the recovery process.

Among the dozens of pitch-black residues, pale skeletons appeared out of thin air, followed by the thighs, palms, heads, and the horrifying bone hammer of a large skeleton.

These things that were completely melted into residue by the biochemical bee jelly reappeared in front of the soldiers of the empire.

Li Nuo witnessed the whole process of the resurrection of the undead, and felt extremely surprised.

Is magic so magical? !

Why are there only intact bones in the residue of liquid and particulate matter? Aren't these bones dissolved by biochemical bee jelly?

Can magic disregard the basic rules of physics and chemistry, and reverse the combination reaction?

Also, what happened to those skeleton soldiers who had been washed by the torrent of bullets?

Why are there no bullet holes or bullet marks on their bodies, only some mottled marks.

What happened to the skeleton soldiers who were burned to ashes by the liquid flames?

Aren't they all turned to ashes? How can I still stand up?

Li Nuo rubbed his head full of question marks, unable to understand the magic principle of "Resurrection of the Undead".

It can only be said that magic is indeed magic, and it is indeed different from science.

No wonder there is a saying "Only magic can beat magic".

Li Nuo suppressed the doubts in his heart, and tightly held the gun in his hand.

His eyes moved back and forth outside the camp, just in time to see Pym's back running into the stairwell, but he still couldn't find Sergeant Marrs.

Where is Mars? Is it still on the third floor underground?

...oh, it's possible.

Since he can use the copper whistle to call Captain Murphya, it is likely that he has also undertaken some other tasks, such as helping Captain Murphya to release the wind, guarding and so on...

Li Nuo thought to himself.

He was not worried that Mars would hinder his plan to kill people with a knife.

Because according to Pim's character and philosophy, even if he was stopped by Sergeant Marrs, he would force his way through.

Mars' military rank and strength were not as high as Pim's, and it was absolutely impossible to stop Pim beyond the third underground floor.

There was only one thing on Li Nuo's mind, and he was always a little worried.

That's how to guarantee 100% that Pym exploded on the spot and died without a whole body.

Li Nuo reached into his pocket and held the cold domino, his eyes became deep.

He glanced at the bustling battlefield, and seeing that no one was paying attention to his criminal soldier, he decisively stepped into the unattended stairwell.

After the army fought continuously, the number of personnel was seriously reduced, and defensive omissions inevitably occurred.

This just provided an opportunity for Li Nuo's actions.

He stepped into the stairwell, walked down the stairway, and the layout of the entire catacomb appeared in his mind.

"Pym went down from the No. 3 stairwell just now, which is the shortest route to the third underground floor. If he was defeated by Captain Murphy and fled the scene with serious injuries, he should also return to the underground through the No. 3 stairwell. One floor, and then escape to the ground...

"This is the shortest and fastest route. Unless Pym can burrow into the ground, he must go through stairwell No. 3. If that's the case, then I'll find a crypt lurker in stairwell No. 3..."

Li Nuo stepped into the second basement floor and took a breath.

He saw groups of stone tomb spirits.

Fortunately, the "mark of resentment" on him is still valid.

The group of stone-bound spirits just glanced at him indifferently, and then hovered in the air on their own.

Li Nuo trotted all the way to the No. 3 stairwell, and began to look for the crypt lurker he liked.