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.

of eye color not being changeable, it’s even simpler: he could wear sunglasses

the only known flaw but is almost

the difficult problem of changing appearance, the next step is to select a suitable team and blend

Noland carefully thought:

this type of team, and it is relatively easy to infiltrate. I have Deconstruction in hand, which can get the recent memory

days later,

as the gloomy evening wind drifted

the Suffering Borderland; the invisible

in the fortress, the morale

team heading through Sin

a steam-powered

the car, one driving, while the other dozed off leaning against the door

almost at the narrow

his companion, shaking his

Now you’re all worn out from

how far is it?” Ker opened his eyes in a slit, looking

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

back, I’ll show

skill, it will be

the brakes and turned the steering wheel hard to the limit. The front and rear

ruins on the right side

were obvious

emergency

wheel, watching the falling boulders from the pile of ruins, still in

the passenger

car, his head happened to be resting against

door frame hit his head; the impact instantly knocked him

repeatedly slapped Ker’s face but couldn’t