Constructing-Style Wizard Chapter 59 – Chapter 59: 51. The Second Copper Whistle

Chapter 59: 51. The Second Copper Whistle

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“Jarvis, follow me! Let's save Mike and his men!”

Sergeant Mars swung his hand, beckoning Noland Lee to follow him as they rushed towards where Mike and his men were located.

A scream from the Cavern Evil Spiders echoed from above:

“You will not escape! No one is allowed to leave! I will drain your brains!”

A column of flame shot towards the ranting Cavern Evil Spider, Lieutenant

Grett had made his move, intending to hold the enemy back with all his might.

But this time, the Cavern Evil Spider faced the column of flame without choosing to flee.

It stayed on the ceiling, with its chest bone armor split in half, a massive dark green “airflow” gushing from its chest cavity.

The putrid smell of decay instantly filled the battlefield, accompanied by constant booming hums of insect wings.

Upon closer inspection, it was apparent that the dark green “airflow” gushing from its chest was composed of countless green-headed flies.

The outcome was clear when the “Stinkbug Flies” faced the Biochemical Giant's Flame Pillar.

What was initially capable of penetrating fragmented stone walls and torching lower-level undeads, the Flame Pillar was now encountering a formidable opponent.

The glossy green flies were seemingly immune to the flames, showcasing impressive fire resistance.

They charged right at the Flame Pillar, like moths to a flame, stubbornly crashing into it.

The high temperature of the Flame Pillar didn't seem to affect the flies, it couldn't even ignite them.

For every inch advanced by the flies, the Flame Pillar was forced to retreat by the same length.

The Cavern Evil Spider laughed triumphantly, utterly arrogant:

“Wahahaha! Feel my power! Grett! My little darlings will shred your body, and eat every piece of your flesh!”

There was a sudden increase in the “airflow” spewed out by the Cavern Evil Spider, even more green-headed flies emerged from its body.

The Flame Pillar was suddenly reduced to half its original length by the surge of insects.

The immense swarm of flies was on the brink of attaching to Lieutenant Grett's face.

“Activate overload mode! Inject Pain Suppression Drug! Inject Rapid-release Hemocell! Inject Vortex Response Catalyst!”

Lieutenant Grett roared to the sky.

The Flame Pillar emerging from his palm expanded exponentially, transforming into a veritable fire dragon, barely managing to fight back to a stalemate in his struggle with the “Stinkbug Flies”.

Mars and Noland Lee found Mike and his men.

Aside from Sergeant Mike, the other two soldiers had already fallen.

Sergeant Mars looked grim, but there was no time to mourn due to the urgency of the situation.

He lifted Mike, whose leg was broken, onto his back, saluted to Lieutenant Grett before turning and leaving with Noland:

“Jarvis, we need to move quickly. We can't let Lieutenant Grett's sacrifice be in vain. He's activated his 'Auxiliary Injection Chamber', that could buy us at most 20 minutes. We must inform the other soldiers to retreat as quickly as we

can… ”

Noland picked up Mike's severed leg and followed Mars, running away from the battlefield.

His face showed a well-executed performance of shock and admiration, while his heart remained calm, like that of a bystander.

Lieutenant Grett's self-sacrifice, risking his own life for his men was indeed commendable.

However, to be honest, Noland wasn't worried about Lieutenant Grett's situation.

He was certain that the odds were high that Grett would turn the danger into safety.

Based on Noland's earlier conjecture, it should be about time for Marsha Murphy to make her move.

She would come to the third underground level to deal with the Cavern Evil Spider, and rescue Lieutenant Grett.

— this action would kill two birds with one stone, it would both preserve the strength of the Imperial Army and remove obstructions before they could reach the Spirit Pivot. Captain Murphy had no reason to refuse. As long as she was not foolish, she would definitely act accordingly.

Of course, this was just Noland's own guess.

What direction the actual situation would develop in. was not for him to

determine.

Regardless, it was an absolute impossibility to stay at the third underground level.

Returning to the first underground level was the wisest choice, otherwise, they might be affected by the aftermath of the battle between the powerhouses.

Noland Lee looked at Mike Adams on Mars's back, who had fainted due to a fractured thigh and excessive blood loss. He wasn't sure if he could make it to the First Underground Level.

He then glanced back at the incessant darkness where roars and screeches entwined. Lieutenant Grett was engaged in a fierce battle with the Cavern Evil Spiders.

Noland Lee felt somewhat powerless.

He was too weak at the moment, only capable of protecting himself, but he couldn't intervene in battles of this level.

However, Noland Lee believed that, given time, he would certainly be able to control the entire situation.

“Jarvis, I have an idea.”

Leading the way, Corporal Mars suddenly stopped, turned back, and said.

“You take Sergeant Mike Adams up first, quickly. Or he will bleed to death. I will take care of notifying other squads to retreat and in the meantime, try to find any traces of Sergeant Alvin Stafford. What do you think of this plan?”

Noland Lee pondered for a moment and nodded, saying:

“No problem, Chief Officer.”

“Come, take Mike.”

Noland Lee half-squatted and moved the blood-soaked casualty onto his back.

Mike's fractured thigh had been briefly treated by Mars with a medical spray. The heavy bleeding had stopped, but small amounts of blood were still oozing out.

Noland Lee could no longer care about the slippery feeling of the semi-coagulated blood; immediately, with both hands, he secured Sergeant Mike to his back, sandwiched Mike's broken leg between his waist.

Corporal Mars raised his hand, pointing in a direction:

“The staircase to Underground Layer 2 is right there. I estimate that the guards stationed at the staircase have already blown up a pathway to retreat using a bomb. You should be able to go without any obstructions and not be blocked by a stone wall. Hurry up and get going, Jarvis, be careful along the way!”

“Yes, Chief Officer.” Noland Lee took a few heavy steps and then turned to score some favorability:

“Be careful, Chief Officer, you must come back alive, as we still have a special mission to accomplish.”

Corporal Mars was slightly taken aback, resolve glinting on his face:

“Right, a special mission. Compared to this mission, our current setbacks are nothing. Once I've notified the other soldiers, I'll come and join you as soon as possible. ”

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

Noland Lee turned and left.

Corporal Mars stayed put for a few seconds, watching as the figure of Noland Lee disappeared into the darkness.

When Noland Lee had walked far enough, Corporal Mars reached into his inner pocket and took out another quaintly styled copper whistle.

“Commander Murphy, you were right… The Death Herald Guild did indeed intend to eliminate Lieutenant Grett here. Fortunately, you arrived at this Grave Vault in advance, ready to rescue Lieutenant Grett.”

Corporal Mars put the copper whistle to his mouth, blew hard, sending a whistle sound that could not be heard by ordinary humans.

“That should be enough… I don't know how long it would take for Captain

Murphy to come…”

“I'm sorry, Mike, Isaac, Kovin. Captain Murphy only allowed me to use this copper whistle after Lieutenant Grett activated “Auxiliary Injection Chamber”. I absolutely cannot violate the principles and orders of the military. I'm sorry…”

Just as he finished speaking, a gust of wind brushed past his ear, causing his clothes to rustle in the wind.

A cold female voice echoed from behind him:

“Well done, Corporal Mars. Your message was very timely.”

Corporal Mars was startled, not expecting Captain Murphy to have arrived at the third underground level so quickly.

The vertical distance between the first and third underground levels alone was as much as 50 meters. Including the length of the Tomb Passage and staircase, it was at least a kilometer.

The strength of a Third Order “Imperial Fist” was really hard to comprehend.

Still in shock, Corporal Mars wiped the tears off his face and saluted the darkness before him.

“Reporting to you, Chief Officer… Lieutenant Grett and the Cavern Evil Spiders are in that direction.”

“Hmm, I can feel it… the repugnant aura of the undead spirits and the heightened spirit of morale brought on by the injection of a potent Battle

Potion..”

Chapter end