Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 117 - 117: 80. Riot Warning Sign_3

“Send an urgent message to the Legion Fortress, we need Legion support, at least a lieutenant must be sent here to maintain order.”

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

Lieutenant Sterling waved his hand to disperse the scouts in the tent:

“All of you return to your team… Jarvis, you follow Sergeant Alvin Stafford, do not go back to Staircase 16 alone.”

The other scouts turned and left, but Noland Lee raised his hand and saluted again:

“Report, Chief Officer. A Spectral Ripper has appeared in Staircase 16.”

Lieutenant Sterling had just sat down and picked up his tea cup, but hadn’t taken a sip yet.

At Noland’s words, he clearly paused:

“Are you sure? How do you know it’s a Spectral Ripper? . . How did you survive if you really encountered it?”

Noland looked confused and lucky:

“Chief Officer, before I returned to the camp, Sergeant Zina had already sent a soldier back to report the situation. On my way back, I saw the corpse of that soldier, his stomach ripped open and entrails rotten, which is indeed the method of the Spectral Ripper. I was shocked at that moment, thinking that I was doomed. But strangely, I was not attacked, and I didn’t even see the shadow of the Spectral Ripper.”

Lieutenant Sterling knew that the corpse couldn’t lie, and Noland’s words must be true.

If there really was a Spectral Ripper in Grave 717, it would mean… Lieutenant Sterling’s eyes widened at once, uttering two chilling words:

“Rebellion…”

Lieutenant Sterling put down his water cup, clenched his fists, and hammered the tabletop:

“Damn it, these filthy undead are planning a rebellion on the fifth underground level! In the past half a month, a rebellion has occurred in every grave where a Spectral Ripper appeared! The Spectral Ripper is a sign of grave rebellion! . Come here! Come quickly!”

The guard outside the door had just stepped in when Lieutenant Sterling pointed at his nose and shouted:

“You, go and cancel my order! Except for the team going to the staircase to rescue people, everyone else stays at the first level, not one is allowed to leave!

Go quickly!”

“Yes, Chief Officer!”

The guard left, and a tremor came from beneath everyone’s feet.

“Boom… boom… boom…”

Nine consecutive dull sounds traveled from the lower tomb passage to the first level, echoing in the empty tomb’s grand hall.

The ancient tomb shuddered a few times under this series of dull sounds, and a large amount of dust and sand fell from the ceiling.

The commotion seemed to be caused by a giant object rising from the floor.

Noland raised an eyebrow, thinking of the giant stone coffins that could produce a large number of Undead Troops.

In Tomb No.1079’s Underground Layer 2, the Undead Cult had used a giant stone coffin to create many Tomb Walking Dead and Skeleton Warriors.

Now, at least nine giant stone coffins had emerged in the underground floors of Grave 717.

How many Undead Troops came out of these coffins?

Lieutenant Sterling’s expression was extremely serious.

He reached under the command table, pulled out a heavy metal box, and opened it on the tabletop.

While fiddling with the bottles and jars in the metal box, Lieutenant Sterling said to Noland:

“Jarvis, you go and follow Sergeant Alvin Stafford. Do not act on your own. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

Noland left the tent, frowning in thought.

The Spectral Ripper in Staircase 16 had exposed a flaw.

If the Imperial Army thought deeply about it, they would inevitably discover his abnormalities.

For his own safety and freedom, the plan to escape the suffering must be accelerated..