Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 67: 57. Ice and Fire Dragon Head (5K Big Chapter)_2
Translator: 549690339
Corporal Mars stood by, watching Lieutenant Grett drink the potion with envy.
“The Mutant Potion will take effect in 5 minutes, and you’ll be unconscious for about half an hour. I’ll take advantage of these five
minutes to tell you about the Emperor’s secret plan and answer your doubts. First of all, your original promotion plan is
cancelled; you won’t be transferred to Intelligence Department 6. Instead, you will be...”
Just as Captain Murphy was about to explain Grett’s new role, a very faint sound emerged from a corner of the Third
Underground Level.
“Szzz... szzz...”
The sound was like an electric current surging, or rodents gnawing on something hard.
Captain Murphy gave a “silence” gesture to the others.
Grett and Mars closed their mouths and held their breaths.
Looking in the direction of the sound, Captain Murphy stretched out her left arm and used the Frost Dragon’s head to retrieve a
small object from the darkness.
“What’s this? A Death Notice amulet. How did it end up here? Could it have been left by the Death Herald Assassin who turned
into a Cavern Evil Spider?... Grett, have you seen this before?”
“Reporting, Chief Officer, I have not seen this before.” “You haven’t seen this... What about you, Mars?”
“Reporting, Chief Officer, I haven’t seen it either.”
“Hiss... Where could this have come from?” Captain Murphy fixated on the amulet in her hand, frowning slightly, her eyes full of
contemplation.
“Pitter-patter...” Footsteps approached from afar.

An unexpected person had arrived at the Third Underground Level.
As he emerged from the Staircase, he didn’t stop for a moment and rushed straight toward the location of Captain Murphy and
the others. His target was clear, the vibrating amulet in Captain Murphy’s hand.
“It seems like he’s coming for me... No, he’s after the amulet. Could he be another Death Notice assassin?”
Captain Murphy signaled Grett and Mars with her eyes:
“Hide. I’ll handle this.”
Lieutenant Grett nodded, pulled Corporal Mars over, and hid in the shadow of the wall.
The stranger’s footsteps grew closer, and his panting could now be heard clearly.
Upon seeing Captain Murphy, he hesitated for a moment, then scanned her and the amulet in her hand and began to laugh
uncontrollably:
“Hahaha! I’ve caught you now! I’m glad you didn’t run, saving me the trouble of using the position locator in the amulet to find
you.”
His right hand held a remote control, the very device that made the amulet vibrate. Its function, to help him find the amulet.
Gradually, Captain Murphy turned around to face this mysterious man who had suddenly appeared.
Her beautiful face was hidden in the shadow of her hood, her brow furrowed as she contemplated the situation.

Why would someone wearing the Division Intelligence Unit Two uniform and bearing a Sergeant Major rank abandon the safety
of the camp and venture to this eerie Third Underground Level?
How was he able to make the amulet vibrate?
As Captain Murphy pondered, her expression quickly retreated.
Enlightenment and indifference occupied her face, cold like bone-chilling frost.
“Ah, I see... You, a Senior Investigator of Division Intelligence Unit Two, are a spy for the Death Herald Guild. You’re here to
retrieve this amulet, aren’t you?” The cold tones couldn’t conceal the softness of a young woman’s voice.
Faced with this mysterious person, Pim hesitated – Sin Soldier No. 888 hadn’t mentioned that the mysterious person was a
woman.
It didn’t matter; the mysterious person was destined to die anyway.
Pim raised both hands and leisurely adjusted his hair and collar, fixing his disheveled appearance from running.
With a relaxed expression, he said:
“Now that you know my true identity, it doesn’t matter... Yes, I am a spy for the Death Herald Guild. However, you’re the one who
should be concerned for your safety. I will interrogate you properly and pry the Emperor’s plans from your mouth.”
Pim raised his polished gun, pointing the pitch-black barrel at his opponent:
“Take off your hood, let me see your true face. You’d better cooperate with me so that I can treat you like a gentleman,
considering you are a woman...”

Captain Murphy clenched her left hand, and the amulet was crushed in her palm.
Crackling sounds emerged from her grip.
She opened her left hand.
A cloud of dust sprinkled between her delicate fingers.
The amulet was effortlessly crushed by her.
Pim’s heart trembled as he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Such a hard-textured amulet was crushed to powder by his opponent’s bare hands!
Didn’t Sin Soldier 888 say that the mysterious person’s strength was almost equal to that of an ordinary soldier!?
At this moment, Pim deeply doubted whether the potion he had given Sin Soldier 888 had worked...
But it was too late!
The mysterious person suddenly raised both arms, stretching out two slender forearms from beneath her cloak.
Her skin crawled, bones twisted, and muscles mutated!
The two arms transformed into two dragon heads, lunging toward Pim.
The left dragon head was covered with frost, emanating cold air.
The right dragon head was engulfed in flames, wrapped in magma.
Before being bitten by the ice and fire dragon heads, Pim screamed out the mysterious person’s name in fear:
“The Twin-headed Dragon Colossus of the Empire!!! You’re Marsha Murphy!!
Weren’t you supposed to have died in Grave 669!?”
“Splat!”
Pim was bitten by the ice and fire dragon heads, instantly torn to pieces..