Constructing-Style Wizard

Under the gaze of the Sin Soldier Zombie, as if it wanted to devour people, Noland Lee remained calm.

He took a deep breath and smiled confidently:

“Sin Soldier No. 079, remember this. The one who killed you is Noland Lee. If you can revive again, do it. Every time you come back, I’ll kill you again.”

Hearing this, the Sin Soldier Zombie realized something was wrong, and quickly took a step forward, trying to snatch the Rune Staff from Noland Lee’s hand.

At this moment, Noland raised the Rune Staff and poked it at the wall, the runes moved like swift snakes.

In just half a second, he modified several Undead Runes in one go.

“Resentment brings calamity! Calamity forges death! Death brews lament!”O Noland recited the Undead Runes he had written.

Dark beams emanated from the wall, the overpowering aura of death gushing out.

Seeing these rays of light, Noland became confident, waving his Rune Staff towards the approaching Sin Soldier Zombie:

“Rest, Sin Soldier No. 079!”

A black shadow shot out from the wall and rushed straight towards the Sin

Soldier Zombie.

Upon seeing the black shadow, Noland’s eyebrows twitched.

This was not the “Death Pulse” he had anticipated!

It was a Stone Tomb Bound Spirit!

As the Stone Tomb Spirit left the wall, its black light faded, revealing its verdant ethereal form.

Piercing the Sin Soldier Zombie at an incredible speed, the spirit swung back and forth through the enemy like a pendulum.

The Undead Runes on the surface of the Sin Soldier Zombie’s skin began to change.

Whenever the Stone Tomb Spirit passed through the corpse, the zombie would tremble as if electrocuted, and its Undead Runes would emit bursts of black light in response.

Clearly, it was these skin-stitched Undead Runes that protected the Sin Soldier Zombie, preventing its soul from being snatched up on the spot by the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit.

Seeing that the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit could not instantly kill the Sin Soldier Zombie, Noland decided to take matters into his own hands. He swiftly stepped forward, thrusting his Rune Staff at the enemy’s face.

The Sin Soldier Zombie was immobilized by the Stone Tomb Spirit and realized too late that Noland’s Rune Staff was already upon it! With a soft sound, the sharp tip pierced the zombie’s eye socket.

A horrible scream rose abruptly.

The Sin Soldier Zombie grabbed the Rune Staff, trying to pull it out.

Noland didn’t give it the chance.

He gripped the end of the Rune Staff with both hands and, with all his might, pushed it further in.

Another piercing snap resounded.

The filthy blood splattered everywhere, revealing the Rune Staff’s unexpected sharpness.

The tip had penetrated the Sin Soldier Zombie’s skull and emerged from the back of its head!

The Sin Soldier Zombie raised its left foot, kicking Noland in the stomach.

Noland flew back, crashing into the wall behind him, and grunted in pain.

He got up and was about to deliver the final blow but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The Sin Soldier Zombie had plunged into utter chaos after its eye socket was pierced.

Screaming, it flailed its arms about, swaying as it stumbled towards the wall.

As luck would have it, the tip of the staff protruding from the back of its head scraped against the wall, destroying one of the Undead Runes.

Noland’s eyes widened, and he quickly retreated further away.

An overwhelming force of death energy, capable of crushing everything in its path, descended upon the Sin Soldier Zombie in an instant, forming a black tornado about two meters in diameter. “No! No! I won’t die! I am undead! Death Storm won’t hurt me! No!”

The Sin Soldier Zombie shouted deceitfully.

The shrill voice became deep and then faded, blending with the howling wind of the black tornado, making it difficult to discern.

Sharp black wind blades scraped over its body, like countless blades cutting its skin, its muscles, its runes, and grinding everything into dust.

The powerful Death Storm vanished in an instant, and the rapidly spinning black tornado dissipated.

Apart from the disturbed poisonous fog, the “Death Storm” left nothing behind, and the Sin Soldier Zombie no longer existed.

Noland Lee leaned against the wall, cold sweat streaming down his face, taking several heavy breaths before his heart finally settled down.

This “Death Storm” lived up to its name as a storm, truly powerful and terrifying. “Oh no!”

Noland Lee slapped himself on the forehead, scanning the area where the “Death Storm” had disappeared:

“Did the Rune Staff also get shattered by that black tornado?”

Noland Lee cautiously walked forward, wanting to search the area.

A green figure emerged from the wall, hovering in front of Noland Lee.

It was the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit that Noland Lee had accidentally summoned.

Noland Lee treated it as an ordinary soul bound without a mind and didn’t take it seriously. After all, he had the “Mark of Resentment” on him, and it wouldn’t attack him.

However, when Noland Lee raised his head and looked at the face of the bound spirit, he suddenly froze.

It was an identical face to his own.

The same high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, the same melancholic short black hair, and the same facial contours and angles…

“Hiss…”

Noland Lee gasped, furrowing his brow, and stepped back.

Fate or fortune, or some undiscovered principle of magic, led him, a traveler who occupied another’s body, to meet the soul of the original owner. Right there in the dark tomb, on the floor where the Death Storm had just ravaged.

The bound spirit hovered in place without moving, its crimson eyes staring at Noland Lee.

He didn’t know if it’s an illusion or a psychological effect, but Noland Lee felt an indescribable meaning in the eyes of the spirit who didn’t show aggression. It seemed to be pondering, or perhaps seeking liberation…

Noland Lee’s heart was slightly tense.

He leaned against the stone wall, threw a deconstruction technique at the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit in front of him.

As his degree of deconstruction for undead creatures like the Stone Tomb Bound Spirits had reached 100%, he could access their panel without consuming any Energy Points.

Noland Lee quickly read the panel of the bound spirit and his expression turned serious.

He hadn’t had the time to examine the deconstruction result of the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit he had obtained before.

Now, upon careful inspection, he discovered two critical points.

First, the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit was classified as a Vengeful Spirit by the system.

It had been transformed into an undead spirit creature by Death Magic because of the resentment in its heart at the time of death.

Second, as a spirit creature with resentment as its foundation, if the resentment in its heart isn’t dispelled, it will never find release and will grow stronger due to being unable to find peace.

Attacking the Stone Tomb Bound Spirit with lightning and fire is a good way to physically liberate it.

But Noland Lee had neither Lightning Spore nor a Flamethrower on hand.

More importantly, he had a premonition:

If he missed the opportunity to eliminate the bound spirit today, he might be attacked or betrayed by the soul of the original owner in the future.

If such things were to happen, the price he would pay would most likely be his life…

No, I must strangle the potential crisis in its bud stage.

Noland Lee pursed his lips, calmed his heart, and pondered his strategy..