Chapter 125 - Chapter 125: 84. Deconstructing Profits from Blood Money (1/2)

Chapter 125: 84. Deconstructing Profits from Blood Money

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Lieutenant Slyke Thompson roared as he transformed.

He was a Second Order “Imperial Fist”, who possessed an even stronger controllable mutation ability.

His body rapidly expanded, growing by several meters on the spot.

Countless hardened bones grew beneath the skin all over his body.

These iron-gray bones were harder than ordinary steel, and they were all secreted by Slyke’s internal biochemical glands.

In just 10 seconds, Slyke, who had previously been a human warrant officer, transformed into an Iron Giant wrapped in a hardened exoskeleton! Bright red flames scattered from the spiral-shaped furnace in his abdomen.

The air temperature around him rose a few degrees.

The heat spread outwards, and Noland felt a burning sensation on his face as if he was standing in front of a steel smelter.

“Lieutenant Slyke Thompson is actually the ‘Iron Forge Giant’! No wonder he’s the captain of the elite squad. His steel shell is best suited for escorting personnel, and the lava flow inside him is extremely lethal.” Sergeant Mars had trembling eyes, full of longing.

He grabbed Noland and ran towards Lieutenant Slyke Thompson.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson bent down and stretched out his wide steel palm, allowing the two to stand on it.

His chest’s steel exoskeleton opened in half, revealing a space barely large enough for two people.

After putting Noland and Mars in the space, a muffled rumbling of heat waves surged within Lieutenant Slyke Thompson’s body, similar to the roaring of a powerful internal combustion engine.

“Woo woo-”

White steam jetted out of Lieutenant Slyke Thompson’s back, and his body accelerated rapidly.

Hidden in the steel exoskeleton’s space, Noland firmly gripped the steel bones beside him to remain standing against the strong pushing sensation.

Gazing through the gaps between the steel exoskeleton, Noland saw the rapidly enlarging Necromancer’s Outpost.

The distance between Lieutenant Slyke Thompson and the Necromancer’s Outpost was quickly reduced, as the incredibly strong high-pressure steam propelled the Iron Forge Giant on his way.

The War Spirits standing on the watchtower’s rooftop became clearer in Noland’s eyes.

It was a tall skeleton undead wearing a black armor and cloak, covered in mysterious Undead Runes all over its bones.

With a big figure, wide and solid shoulders, and exquisite yet antique armor, it had an embedded diamond-shaped black gem on its forehead and a white Bone Treasure Sword with swirling green lights in its hand, full of evilness.

The Bone Treasure Sword was probably not a melee weapon.

It was very likely similar to the Bone-mending Wand, a spell-casting medium in the form of a sword—a sword-shaped magic wand.

Noland’s brow furrowed as he pondered secretly.

He had already mastered several Necromancer Summoning Arrays by now.