Constructing-Style Wizard
Chapter 470 - 470: 155. True · Never-ending Blooms_3

Chapter 470: 155. True · Never-ending Blooms_3

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“Bang.” A heart control spider leaped up, flying through the air to pounce. It had barely traced half an arc before it was blasted by a psychic beam.

“Bang, bang, bang…” Several more heart control spiders took the fire away from Noland Lee.

Noland Lee took this opportunity to quickly approach the Polluted Angel, moving to its side.

He transformed into a skeleton form and shot ‘Death Two Finger’ continuously from the magic wand in his hand.

Half of the black lightning aimed at the Polluted Angel’s waist, striking the unprotected flesh there. The other half of the black lightning landed on the barrel of the shield’s gun, surely bending the annoying hollow pipe.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…”

A series of explosions roared, and black sparks bloomed on the body of the Polluted Angel.

The Polluted Angel’s body suddenly swayed, losing its balance, and fell to its side.

The psychic beam’s attack was interrupted, and the umbrella-shaped shield returned to the shape of an arm. There was no longer anything on the Polluted Angel’s body that could deflect the Death Lightning.

Noland Lee’s magic wand slightly changed direction, aiming at the Polluted Angel’s feet.

Piercing through the soles of the feet was just as effective as dealing fatal damage.

Nearly a hundred black lightning bolts slammed mercilessly into the soles of the Polluted Angel’s feet, carving a charred hole in its nearly three-meter-wide foot.

[Passive Deconstruction Success!]

[You’ve dealt movement-hindering level weakness damage to the “Polluted Artificial Angel”!]

[The target’s degree of deconstruction has been increased to 6.8%!]

[You’ve gained more panel information: ]

At this moment, Noland Lee had no time to check the text content in his mind.

His attention was all on the other large foot of the Polluted Angel.

Another hundred black lightning bolts were shot, and Noland Lee successfully used the “foot-chiseling” method to create two large holes in the Polluted Angel’s soles.

The Polluted Angel opened its mouth, trying to scream in pain but failed to make any sound. Instead, countless flesh strips crawled out from its mouth, writhing and twisting wildly in the air.

Noland Lee squinted at the flesh strips in the Polluted Angel’s mouth and glanced at its pair of wriggling, meaty eyes.

Could this be the weakness of the Polluted Angel?

With a thought in Noland Lee’s mind, his wrist flicked, and the black lightning changed direction again.

“Crackle! Crackle!”

Two lightning bolts accurately landed in the Polluted Angel’s mouth, bursting with a puff of foul-smelling crimson blood.

Noland Lee raised his eyebrows. This was the first time since the battle began that he had seen blood splatter.

His wrist continued to shake, emitting a large amount of black electric light, all of which bombarded the Polluted Angel’s face.

“Puff, puff, puff, puff…”

Flesh flew, and blood mist spread. The ground was stained red with filthy blood.

The system message in his mind made Noland Lee feel exhilarated.

“I dealt a fatal strike level weakness damage! I increased the degree of deconstruction by 20%! The mouth and eyes of the Polluted Angel are indeed its weaknesses!”

Noland’s left hand reached into his pocket and pulled out another Death Wand.

Using both hands, a left and right attack, double the curses, double the black lightning. This was a casting method that Noland had explored on his own when he was testing the power of his homemade wand.

Black lights filled the greenhouse corner, constantly shaking, with deafening thunderous explosions.

Finally, with a crisp sound like a watermelon being smashed, the Polluted Angel met the end of its life.

“Plop!”

Just as the Polluted Angel sat up halfway, its head burst, its body twitched, and it stiffened and fell to the ground.

The Polluted Angel should be dead.

Noland Lee took a few deep breaths to calm the upheaval in his heart.

But before he had a chance to check his gains, the corpse of the Polluted Angel twitched.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t the headless corpse of the Polluted Angel that moved; it was the blood and shattered flesh beneath it that had mutated.

An elementary Blood Sun Converter crawled out from under the Polluted Angel.

It stayed on the sewage covered ground, stretching its flesh strips towards the Polluted Angel’s corpse, trying to engulf it.

Without hesitation, Noland Lee shook both hands a few times, projecting black lightning.

Black sparks burst open, and the eerie elementary Blood Sun Converter was annihilated on the spot.

However, it still didn’t die.

Under Noland Lee’s watchful gaze, the shattered elementary Blood Sun Converter split into five, transforming into five smaller Blood Sun Converters.

Noland Lee continued to use black lightning to attack them.

After three rounds of lightning, the Blood Sun Converters finally turned into charred mud and lay motionless in the puddle.

“Whew~”

Noland Lee sighed under his breath, staying alert as he checked the deconstruction results in his mind.

Upon scanning the system’s text, Noland Lee nodded in understanding.

“So that’s how it is… When an elementary Blood Sun Converter dies, its corpse will become five secondary Blood Sun Converters. When five secondary Blood Sun Converters die, they will become 25 weak Blood Sun Converters. Once the weak Blood Sun Converters die, they will be truly dead, and no new Blood Sun Converters will appear. So for an elementary Blood Sun Converter, I have to attack it three times to kill it. What a tenacious life force…”

Noland Lee felt slightly impressed.

He looked around at the mess but was thankful that no new enemies or wizards or alchemists appeared.

Truth be told, Noland Lee was very doubtful that low-level Combat Alchemists could defeat the Polluted Angel with their strength alone.

Combat Alchemists defeated Shubick’s tentacles by relying on several alchemy ships’ help. Without strategic alchemy weapons to assist them, most Combat Alchemists probably couldn’t even pierce through the Polluted Angel’s body.