Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 173: 98. “Join” Two Places_2

He closed his eyes, familiarizing himself with this magic spell, and then began to draw the Magic Array Blueprint needed in his mind.

His facial features changed.

His cheeks became wider and the contours more pronounced. Overall, his face seemed somewhat swollen.

Noland Lee opened his eyes, looked at his hands, and then rolled up his pants to examine his thighs.

His body shape changed significantly, overall growing fatter, resembling a swollen living corpse.

He found a mirror, scrutinizing his appearance and nodded in satisfaction.

This magic spell came at the right time.

Its normal use is to erase all scents from the Lost Souls, change their appearance, body shape, and voice into living corpses with obvious distinctions from the Lost Souls.

At the same time, it also allows the Lost Souls to possess physiological characteristics such as heartbeat, body temperature, and pupil response, achieving the goal of blending into the society of the living.

The Spell Blueprints Noland got were only 50% complete.

The spell retains the functions of erasing the caster’s scent, modifying appearance, voice, and body shape.

But it lacks the effects of simulating heartbeat, body temperature, and pupil response.

And it also cannot change the eye color.

Honestly, it’s not a big problem.

Since Noland is alive, he naturally has things like heartbeats, and there is no need to use the spell to fake vital signs.

not being changeable, it’s even simpler: he could wear

the only known flaw but is almost as good as

appearance, the next step is to select a suitable team and

Noland carefully thought:

Deconstruction in hand, which can get the recent memory of the disguise object at any time, so I don’t have to worry too much about being

later, late at

the gloomy evening wind

Borderland; the invisible oppressive

the fortress, the morale of the soldiers would always be at freezing

transport team heading through Sin

a steam-powered vehicle responsible for following

soldiers were sitting in the car, one driving, while

wake up, we’re almost at

at his companion, shaking

not to go crazy at Refreshing Time. Now you’re all worn

quiet… Isa, how far is it?” Ker opened his eyes in a slit,

half an hour left before we get there. Let me sleep a

go back, I’ll show those crazy women who the king

it will be over before it

the steering wheel hard to the

from the pile of ruins

were obvious dents on

the emergency braking, parked sideways on the

clenched the steering wheel, watching the falling boulders from the

passenger seat, was doing

the boulders rolled down and hit the car, his

door frame hit his

repeatedly slapped Ker’s face but