Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 461: 152. Soul Stealer·Li_7

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His right hand was holding a human soul, that of a little girl in a broken-flower dress, with no shoes or socks on.

The Soul-stealing Wizard flicked his head.

A metal scythe was connected to his spine, he flung it out, transforming in mid-air into a chain-scythe connected to his spine and body.

His spine manipulated the scythe into a whirling motion in the air, drawing a series of arcs.

A flash of the blade, and Samuelson’s soul was slashed by the scythe, drawn into the sharp blade.

A burst of black light erupted from the Soul-stealing Wizard, his body scintillating clearly from being semi-transparent. Apparently, absorbing Samuelson’s soul made the Soul-stealing Wizard’s soul much stronger.

The scythe continued to whir under the pull of the spine, and after drawing three arcs, it pounced on the soul of the little girl in the wizard’s right hand.

Just then!

“Bang!” a gunshot echoed from the ceiling of the grand hall.

A sharp bullet head descended from the sky, hit the scythe squarely, and sparked a large fiery burst.

The scythe and the spine to which it was connected jerked sharply, stopping its movement towards the girl’s soul.

“Who?!” Gardner and Kevin asked in unison, looking in the direction of the bullet, but seeing no one.

Upon looking at the Soul-stealing Wizard again, Gardner and Kevin’s eyes widened in shock.

A masked giant in a military uniform appeared out of thin air in front of the Soul-stealing Wizard, taking away the soul of the girl in his right hand with a crystal.

After that, the figure of the Military Uniform Giant flickered and vanished into thin air.

In the grand hall filled with black smoke, the three wizards looked at each other.

Gardner and Kevin were completely clueless about the origins of the Military Uniform Giant.

The scythehead of the Soul-stealing Wizard hung blankly in the air, looking dumbly down at his empty right hand.

Gardner cried out in confusion:

“What is going on? Who was that giant in the military uniform just now? Was it the Biochemical Giant of the Tatis Empire?”

Kevin shook his head bewilderedly:

“I don’t know, I don’t know. I have never heard of the “Imperial Fist” having the ability to become invisible. But he just vanished into thin air right in front of us…hard to believe, it’s inconceivable …what the hell just happened…”

The Soul-stealing Wizard recovered faster than both Gardner and Kevin.

He spread his arms, swung his spine, and aimed the scythe at himself.

The blade flashed again, and the curved scythe split the soul of the Soul-stealing Wizard in two, drawing it into the blade.

As Gardner and Kevin watched in surprise, the scythe, which had absorbed the souls of Samuelson and the Soul-stealing Wizard, pulled the spine and flew towards the smoke-belching fissure.

“No matter what it wants to do, we have to stop it!” Gardner squeezed the energy from the Elemental Sphere, launching a Flame Pillar and Ice Arrow at the flying scythe.

Kevin followed suit and flung a long, slim Lightning Whip and raging Water Stream at the scythe.

Still, their reactions were a little too late.

Before the Elemental Spells could hit, the scythe dove into the black-smoke-filled fissure, along with its trailing spine.

“Let’s go!”

“We have to go!”

Gardner and Kevin turned around to flee in unison.

Just as they turned their backs to the fissure and entered flight status, an eyeball filled with wriggling lumps and shoots opened within the fissure.

A hair-raising sensation instantly assaulted the duo.

They transformed into Fireball and Watersphere, but exploded with a bang and were forced out of flight status.

They slowly turned their heads, looking at the writhing eyeball filled with flesh in the fissure.

“Wha…what is this thing…” Gardner’s head twisted as though being kneaded by invisible palms.

Kevin spat out a mouthful of blood, looking shocked and terrified, unable to speak at all.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

The two men exploded into blood and bone fragments. The surrounding black smoke swarmed over like a piranha smelling the scent of blood.

“Ah~~~~”

The soul’s wailing echoed through the vacant grand hall.

“Crunch crunch…” Something in the black smoke was chewing on chunks of meat.

When the wailing of the soul dissipated, the eyeball in the fissure turned a glowing red, the smoke turned from black to red, and the rate of smoke emission suddenly increased.

“Noland! There’s a lot of trouble here at Union City! There’s a pollution field!”

The voice of Denise Green resonated deep within Noland Lee’s heart:

“My Professor and I have been told that Mass Star Tombs has detected a gap in Outer Space above the Star Filtering Net of Union City! This gap is being closed by the Star Filtering Net! But the pollution field in Union City has already formed and is spreading rapidly! Are you okay, Noland?”

Noland Lee, dressed in a black robe, stood on the roof of a warehouse within Black City, gazing upon a spire from which red smoke was billowing.

In his hand, he held a Soul Retreat Crystal that contained Nicolette’s soul.

His soul power flowed like a little stream into the crystal, providing a continuous supply of energy to the soul of Nicolette as it took shape.

“I’m fine, Denise. Teleport over to bring me away.”

“Yes, yes! I’m arriving soon! Right away!”

Noland Lee’s gaze lingered on the red smoke flowing from the Spire Hall. No Elemental Judgement Battlemage had emerged from there yet.

“It looks like those two guys ran into trouble…”

Noland Lee scratched his head:

“So, did I waste my time disguising myself as the Biochemical Giant of the Tatis Empire with a military uniform and ‘Power Burst’?”

About half a minute ago, he activated ‘Power Burst’, put on a military uniform consistent with the image of the ‘Imperial Fist’ in advance, and deliberately appeared in front of the three opponents, all to shift the focus towards Tatis.

Whether the three of them believed it or not, it was Noland’s own business whether he did it or not.

Noland didn’t seek to throw all the blame on Tatis, as long as his disguise could serve to confuse the situation, it would have done its job.

Now, when he looked in the direction of the spire, he saw no figure of a Battlemage flying out, Noland knew that he had wasted his efforts on the disguise…

“Hmm, not completely wasted, I suppose. That Soul-stealing Wizard should still be alive. At least, my grand performance had some audience.”

Noland Lee shrugged slightly, clearing the distractions in his mind.

The light from Denise’s torch rapidly took shape.

In a corner of Black City, after a moment of bright light from the Rebirth Teleportation Spell, there was no longer a trace of anyone there.