Chapter 56 - Chapter 56: 48. Spider on the wall (1/2)
chapter 56: 48. spider on the wall
translator: 549690339
upon seeing the big skeleton turn to debris, mike adams and two other soldiers breathed a sigh of relief as they slumped to the ground, drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.
noland lee entered their field of vision, letting out a deep sigh:
“comi has been sacrificed, killed by the cavern stalker. i’ve avenged him.” the three of them looked downcast.
noland lee glanced at their injuries, took off his backpack with supplies, and put it in front of them:
“you’d better use the medical supplies in the bag to treat your injuries. i’m going to check on mars.”
“jarvis, wait…”
sergeant mike adams took comi’s silenced short-barreled rifle from the supply backpack and handed it to noland lee, who was about to turn and leave:
“take this with you. don’t go too far; we’ll come find you once we’ve bandaged our wounds.”
“yes, chief officer.”
noland lee slung the silenced short-barreled rifle over his shoulder and buckled the bullet bag to his waist before stepping into the darkness.
deconstruction became noland lee’s “eyes” in the darkness.
he cautiously approached where corporal mars had disappeared, constantly casting deconstruction.
floors, stone bricks, stone walls, ceiling…
anything that appeared before him was identified by his deconstruction technique.
however, among all the system messages, there was no trace of corporal mars.
“did i get the direction wrong, or was mars dragged away by the undead?”
noland lee felt a sinking feeling in his heart, realizing that something was wrong.
faint vibrations were in the air, signaling that the imperial soldiers were fighting elsewhere.
from it, noland lee discerned screams, gunshots, explosions, and the muffled sound of bone hammers hitting stone walls.
it seemed that mars squad was not the only one being attacked at the same time.
he wondered how many imperial soldiers would be left after this battle.
and where was the death notice assassin turned undead lurking?
was he fighting lieutenant grett?
noland lee had many questions in his heart.
honestly, if not for knowing that on the first underground level of the temporary camp there was a secret imperial captain, he would have been pondering how to escape from the increasingly pessimistic battlefield by now.
marsha murphy, the captain with the strength of a third order “imperial fist,” should be the trump card of the imperial army on this trip.
no fool would dare to provoke an enemy knowing there was a big shot supporting them.
if noland hadn’t guessed wrong, marsha murphy was the imperial army’s trump card for turning the tables in their disadvantage and ensuring lieutenant grett’s survival and the army’s victory.
“hehehe… look what i’ve found…”
an ominous voice came from the darkness, as raspy as a blunt knife sawing through wood, like a low wailing of lost souls.
“who?”
noland lee frowned, pulling out the short-barreled rifle from behind him and aiming it at the high point on the wall in front of him.
the area was pitch black, as if some creature with multiple legs was crawling on the wall. noland could hear the sound of footsteps rubbing against the wall.
he had previously checked the wall with deconstruction, and the system feedback showed only stone bricks and nothing else.
but now, when he cast deconstruction again, the system indicated that an “unknown undead creature” was clinging to the wall, watching him. just then, noland’s field of vision was artificially adjusted from being able to see a range of only one or two meters to ten meters.