Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 65 65. Phase Progress

After about 20 minutes, all the undead gathered on the third underground floor were dead.

Large swathes of blood, gouges, and bullet holes appeared on the floor and walls. Scary fragments of limbs could be seen everywhere. It was hard to tell which were left by human soldiers and which were the remains of undead creatures.

This scene can be called a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. It was far more terrifying than when Alvin's army cleaned up the undead on the third underground floor. Li Nuo's scalp felt numb when he saw it.

But it also proved from the side how powerful Seri's combat team is.

Li Nuo seemed to understand why Seri was only a lieutenant, yet he dared to yell in front of Murphia.

If Li Nuo had such a powerful army in his hands, he might be even more arrogant than Seri.

Near the coffin.

Lieutenant Serey folded his arms and stared closely at Li Nuo's back.

Sergeant Mars has the authority to witness the process of modifying the necromantic runes.

He stood next to Lieutenant Serley nervously, putting his hands in his pockets and crossing his arms for a while, as if he was uneasy about Li Nuo's situation.

Under the tower-like coffin, Li Nuo stood alone, with a lonely back.

"Hey~Jarvis, if you are not sure, just think about it before you start~"

Seeing Li Nuo standing there thinking for a long time, Sergeant Mars raised his hand into a trumpet shape and shouted in Li Nuo's direction:

"We just want to verify whether modifying the undead rune can weaken the magic shield. So it doesn't matter if you don't change much, as long as you don't make mistakes."

Li Nuo turned around and waved to Sergeant Marrs:

"Okay, sir! I was just recalling the translation, so I wasted some time. Don't worry, I don't want my own life to be here."

Li Nuo looked at the magic protective shield in front of him again.

He was indeed recalling the translation, trying to make out the necromantic runes on the magic shield.

After all, this is a matter that is closely related to one's own safety, and one must think about it before writing.

Facing the tower-like spiritual pivot, Li Nuo's heart was as still as water.

The black death energy clings to the outer shell of the spirit pivot, forming a seemingly thin but indestructible energy film.

This layer of black energy film is the magic protective cover.

Under close observation, it is not difficult to find that there are continuous undead runes distributed on the energy membrane.

These dense small characters are the cornerstone of the energy membrane.

Li Nuo walked around the coffin, looking at the necromantic runes near the ground again and again.

He pulled out the rune stick at his waist, and flicked it on the magic protective cover a few times, deliberately showing his caution and hesitation.

After he had done enough foreplay and fully expressed his inner tension, he poked the contact point towards the magic protective cover.

"Hiss." Seeing Li Nuo's actions, Sergeant Mars couldn't help but gasped.

Even Lieutenant Serey, who was beside him, also changed his posture of hugging his shoulders, revealing a trace of nervousness.

Fortunately, fortunately, Li Nuo is trustworthy.

The contact moved slowly and steadily on the magic protective cover, modifying a necromantic rune, and did not trigger the death storm.

Black mist spewed out from the modified place, leaking a lot of death energy. It was as if what Li Nuo had done made a hole in the inflated balloon.

The magic protective cover trembled slightly, and its thickness weakened a little.

Even a bystander more than ten meters away can easily detect this subtle change.

Sergeant Mars stared wide-eyed, swung his fist violently, forced the cheers to be suppressed, and changed to a silent celebration, so as not to affect Li Nuo who was concentrating on it.

Lieutenant Serey opened his mouth in surprise, stretched out his hand to hold his goatee, frowned, watched Li Nuo's every move, and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, his faith was shaken.

As an old fritter in the imperial army, he knows how difficult it is to deal with the magic protective shield.

The death energy leaked into the air just now was not much, and the energy reading was around 30 o'clock.

But Li Nuo just made a few gestures with the touch points, and he got such a result!

If it were to burn the magic protective cover with flames, it would take ten minutes to burn it.

The efficiency gap among them is enough to be described as huge, super large, and vastly different.

What's more, it can save a lot of fuel.

At this moment, Lieutenant Serey had no choice but to be overwhelmed by Captain Murphy's bold attempt.

"Sergeant Marrs, I have a question for you."

Lieutenant Serey asked in a deep voice:

"Do you have to be a scholar at the level of an assistant professor of history to understand the original text and the translation?"

Sergeant Mars recovered from his joy, shook his head after a little thought:

"No, sir. You don't have to be a history assistant.

"Originally we applied to the Military Intelligence Headquarters for three criminal soldiers. Leno Jarvis was one of them, and he was also the most knowledgeable.

"The other two criminal soldiers are a pair of brothers, habitual tomb robbers, and their understanding of the ancient language of TARDIS is very limited, but they are smart enough. Such people should also be able to understand the original text and the translation."

Lieutenant Serley nodded thoughtfully, and asked again:

"Where did the tomb robbers go? Why don't you let them try?"

Sergeant Mars said helplessly:

"Hey, the two of them died on the steam train. The guards on the train said that they tried to jump out of the train and escaped. They resisted fiercely, so they were shot dead on the spot. When the train came to the Legion Fortress, only Leno Jarvis was left And two cold corpses."

"Oh, that's it..." Lieutenant Serley sighed slightly regretfully, and asked again:

"Are there any other personnel, Sergeant Marrs? To tell you the truth, my scout told me the day before yesterday that the concentration of death energy in tomb 717 was about to reach a critical value..."

Sergeant Mars' complexion changed slightly:

"Tomb No. 717? Are you talking about the tomb with a very special location?"

"Yes, that's the one. This tomb is the focus of my attention. The process of cleaning it has always been very difficult, and it is easy to be counterattacked by the undead army when destroying the coffin."

Lieutenant Serey scratched his beard and decided to make it clear:

"If you have other candidates, you can lend me one. After I dismantle the coffin of tomb No. 717, I will share 10% of the spoils with you."

Sergeant Marrs was a little embarrassed:

"Sir, the loot is not the point. The real point is that Jarvis is the only one who can disarm the magic shield right now. If you want to borrow his words, you have to talk to Captain Murphy, I can't decide. "

"Is that so... Are there so few people who understand the ancient language of Tardis?" Lieutenant Serey looked at the tent behind him.

"Yes, sir. You should have stayed in the border of misery for too long, and you don't know the situation in the hinterland of the empire."

Sergeant Marrs explained:

"After the self-death meeting appeared, the Emperor ordered to reduce the teaching scale of the history major in Tardis. The history major freshmen recruited by the City College dropped from a maximum of 15 students to a maximum of 3 students each year. Only one-third of the graduates are at most. And there are very few people like Jarvis who can stay in school as soon as they graduate, and it is absolutely one in a million."

Lieutenant Thorey asked:

"What happened to the pair of tomb robbers? Where did they learn ancient knowledge?"

Sergeant Marrs lowered his voice and said:

"The two are dropouts from Mindoc City College. This matter is a scandal in Mindoc City and has been suppressed by the local government."

"A college student again... The threshold for this profession is really high." Lieutenant Serey said, blowing his beard at the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Li Nuo's figure and nodded, "That's the criminal soldier No. 888. Come on. I will tell Captain Murphy. At that time, I will make a report to the Legion and apply to join Alvin's army to clean up No. 717." Graveyard."

"Yes, sir."

Sergeant Myers quietly let go.

The whole plan has finally taken a staged step.

There are many imperial soldiers like Lieutenant Serley who strongly oppose learning necromantic runes and at the same time eager to defeat the necromantic sect.

If Threy could accept the method of "modifying the rune of the dead spirit", then the other lieutenants should also accept it.

After this approach is generally recognized, the war between the living and the dead should be able to end.

I hope so Sergeant Marrs silently looks forward to the day when the war will end.