Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 241
Chapter 241: 113. “Throwing Money” Spell_5
Translator: 549690339
One minute later, Noland Lee discarded the gun that shot photon bullets from his hands, and reached for his waist, only to come up empty.
“Damn, I’ve used up all 12 revolver bullets… This Blackbone Hermit Coudal is really hard to deal with.”
As the gunfire stopped, Noland Lee immediately felt uneasy, quickly shifting aside to dodge the black bone pieces flying toward his face.
Evil laughter echoed through the corridor:
“Hehehe! Little brat, if you have any tricks, use them quickly! Relying on your shield magic alone won’t stop me!”
10 black bone pieces gathered together, rapidly swirling around an axis to form a black whirlwind.
The sharp bone pieces traced arcs in the air, like blades slicing through everything in their path.
Noland Lee’s eyes narrowed, focusing on the thickest black bone piece in the center of the whirlwind, which he estimated to be the core of the 10 pieces.
Noland Lee raised his finger, tapping the tip and firing off a burst of transparent lightning.
Just as the transparent lightning was about to pierce the black whirlwind, another bone piece shot out, colliding with the lightning and blocking Noland Lee’s attack meant for the central bone piece.
The transparent lightning disappeared into the bone piece, causing the black whirlwind to shudder. All the bone pieces came to a sudden stop, then resumed rotating around the center, their speed doubling.
“Hahaha! Did you just cast magic? I felt like I was being tickled! Is this what you wizards are capable of?”
The system notification informed Noland Lee that his “Fear Spell” had failed due to interference from some alchemy array.
It seemed that these black bone pieces were not just bulletproof; they contained a complex and powerful alchemy array controlled by the Blackbone Hermit, one that could resist spells.
Seeing this situation, Noland Lee’s heart remained calm, even becoming more composed.
He stepped firmly on the filthy blood, retreating while using his “Magic Shield” to withstand the black whirlwind.
As the black bone pieces passed by his body like razors, a series of “snap” sounds indicated the breaking of his shield.
This fierce attack looked vicious, but it never managed to harm Noland Lee in the slightest.
Coudal snorted dissatisfiedly and once again accelerated the black whirlwind’s rotation.
“Whoooosh-”
Drafts of cold wind swept through the dimly lit corridor, lifting the filthy blood and mucus trom the ground and stirring up the polluted air.
“Rip!” Noland Lee’s clothes were torn by the bone pieces, a gash revealing fresh red wounds on the skin beneath.
This was the first time since the battle began that Coudal had injured an enemy.
One, two, three… More wounds appeared on Noland Lee’s body.
Noland Lee remained silent, not even uttering a cry of pain, appearing completely pressured by his enemy.
Coudal burst into triumphant laughter.
“Mwahahaha! Your shield magic is as fragile as Joyce’s! Do you not have any other means of attack besides firearms? Hurry up and use them! Otherwise…
die!”
Coudal believed he had figured out his enemy’s weakness.
He willed the whirlwind to change.
It transformed from its original form into a massive black crossbow bolt in midair.
The black bolt hovered, gathering power for a deadly strike.
A hint of amusement played across Noland Lee’s face within his breathing mask.
What he’d discovered through the wounds, using his Passive Deconstruction Results, was the opportunity to turn the tide of the battle.
Passive Deconstruction Results showed:
Coudal couldn’t maintain his bone piece form for long, lasting no more than three minutes. If not, his psyche would be thrown into chaos due to excessive separation.
Noland Lee didn’t understand the principle.
All he knew was that more than two minutes had passed since the battle began.
Coudal’s transformation into the black crossbow bolt was his final blow before being forced to revert to human form.
As long as he could endure those last 10+ seconds, Coudal would have to change back to his human form.
Noland Lee lifted his hand and fired off several more bursts of transparent lightning.
“Cripple Spell” x3!
Three transparent lightning bolts were blocked once again by bone pieces flying out of the bolt.
Noland Lee waved his arm, casting another three “Cripple Spells.”
These three spells were also stopped by the bone pieces and had no effect.
However, the crossbow bolt’s charging motion was repeatedly disrupted by the onslaught of magic lightning.
Coudal cursed furiously:
“What kind of wizard are you?! Why do you have such fast casting speed?!
You’re even more annoying than those damn Elemental Judgment whores!…
Before Noland Lee could fire off another bolt of transparent lightning, Coudal forcibly launched the black crossbow bolt.
It transformed into a slender shadow and shot out!
Noland Lee glanced at the Aberration corpse beneath his feet, quietly sighing he knew he had to use his trump card. “Enslavement of Deceased” activated!
Rise, my lost souls!
Five Aberration Undead quickly stood up, blocking the path of the crossbow bolt.
The black bolt pierced through the bodies of all five undead, tearing them to shreds, but was exhausted in doing so!
“Ahhhh! ” Coudal angrily screamed in frustration.
Bone pieces scattered, clattering as they landed on the ground.
Within two seconds, the black bone pieces melted like water and reassembled into a terrifying, gloomy-looking old beaky man.
He wore a black cloak adorned with numerous pouches, and behind him was a pitch-black leather pouch.
Due to his gaunt figure, the black cloak looked like it was draped on a hanger, displaying sharp and prominent angles..
