YM778.TV Chapter 173 - 173: 98. “Join” Two Places_2
Chapter 173 - 173: 98. “Join” Two Places_2
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.
As for the problem of eye color not being changeable, it’s even simpler: he could wear sunglasses or find someone with the same icy blue pupils as himself as the disguise target.
This magic spell is the only known flaw but is almost as good as no flaw in all known spells.
Having solved the difficult problem of changing appearance, the next step is to select a suitable team and blend into them.
Noland carefully thought:
“The ideal team would transport soldiers and Sin Soldiers. There are many people in this type of team, and it is relatively easy to infiltrate. I have 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 exposed.” Noland picked up the telescope, gazing into the distance to choose the right target.
Two days later, late at night.
Night fell as the gloomy evening wind drifted through the ruins.
Starlight never appears in the Suffering Borderland; the invisible oppressive atmosphere is always lingering in the soldiers’ minds.
If it weren’t for the Refreshing Time every half month in the fortress, the morale of the soldiers would always be at freezing point.
A steam locomotive transport team heading through Sin Soldiers, drove along the dark road.
At last, there was a steam-powered vehicle responsible for following behind.
Two soldiers were sitting in the car, one driving, while the other dozed off leaning against the door frame.
“Ker, wake up, we’re almost at the narrow pass.”
The driver glanced at his companion, shaking his head helplessly:
“I told you not to go crazy at Refreshing Time. Now you’re all worn out from those crazy women and don’t have any strength.”
“Be quiet… Isa, how far is it?” Ker opened his eyes in a slit, looking at the silhouette of the mountains at the end of the road:
“There’s at least half an hour left before we get there. Let me sleep a bit more.
Hmph, once we go back, I’ll show those crazy women who the king is.”
“Come on, with your skill, it will be over before it even starts… Ah! Be careful!!!”
Driver Isa suddenly slammed the brakes and turned the steering wheel hard to the limit. The front and rear wheels scraped two arcs on the ground.
Several shadows fell from the pile of ruins on the right side of the road.
Instantly, there were obvious dents on the vehicle.
The steam-powered vehicle stopped during the emergency braking, parked sideways on the road.
Isa clenched the steering wheel, watching the falling boulders from the pile of ruins, still in shock.
Ker, in the passenger seat, was doing worse.
When the boulders rolled down and hit the car, his head happened to be resting against the door frame.
The boulder hit the door frame and the door frame hit his head; the impact instantly knocked him unconscious.
Isa repeatedly slapped Ker’s face but couldn’t wake him up.
If it weren’t for Ker’s faint breathing and the fact that his heart was still beating, Isa almost thought Ker was dead.
“Wake up, Ker! Wake up! Hey, wake up!… Damn, why doesn’t the Empire send someone to clean up the ruins? I was almost killed by these stones.”
Isa grumpily opened the door and got out of the car.
He raised his hands and waved at the team ahead:
“Hey! Wait for us! Hey! Our car has been hit by stones! I have to move the stones before I can continue driving! Hey!”
The steam-powered vehicles in front heard Isa’s voice.
The entire team stopped moving.
The steam-powered vehicles transporting Sin Soldiers were several semi-trailer vehicles pulling large iron cages.
There were wheels under the large iron cage so that they could be dragged.
The iron cages were filled with Sin Soldiers.
These low-quality, aggressive creatures began mocking and laughing when they heard that the team had encountered trouble.
The soldier managing the Sin Soldiers took out a remote control, aimed at the Sin Soldiers causing trouble, and pressed down.
The current was discharged from the Electric Shock Collar, and after the sizzle of the electric shock, only then the noisy Sin Soldiers quieted down.
Two soldiers came to the rear of the car, shouted to Isa across the stones on the ground:
“Isa! We have to get the Sin Soldiers over there as soon as possible; otherwise, these bastards will definitely take advantage of the chaos! …There aren’t many stones. You and Ker can move them on your own!”
“Hey! Are you guys kidding? Are you going to leave both of us here? Hey hey!
Ker is unconscious! Don’t go! Ker is unconscious!”