Transcendent Dawn

Unknown hotel, inside the room.

The surroundings have already been tightly arranged to block anomalies and spiritual leaks.

The light of the spirit fire blazed and danced with the shadows, rising and falling like the tide.

The ordinary table is now covered with various spiritual materials.

Sulu looked solemn, staring at the burning face of the Face Reaver in front of him.

This kind of spirit body is not particularly powerful, but it is very cunning, and it is difficult to find, let alone kill.

The fact that he was able to obtain two materials this time was entirely due to his premium acquisition, which exposed a lot of things.

'However... a real treasure map is enough to attract those big forces to do it, right? '

The corners of Sulu's mouth curled up slightly, which was exactly the effect he hoped to achieve.

Wait until the next day, when the sun gradually rises.

In his hand, there was already something like a human skin mask.

"Mystical item—the Mask of the Face Reaver!"

"Fortunately, I bought two sets of materials. Yesterday's refinement really failed once..."

Sulu looked at the only finished product in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stuck it to his face.

The Mask of the Face Snatcher feels cool to the touch, not stuffy, but it seems to have turned into his own skin, with a very comfortable feeling.

Not only that.

Sulu came to a floor-to-ceiling mirror and pinched his facial features randomly like plasticine.

"Sure enough... After adding the feature of the face-taker, the newly modified mask has the feature of changing appearance, but the effect is limited! The first point, of course, can only change the face, and there is no way to change the height and body. Second, The point is that changes have limits.”

The performance of this mask is very strange, as if there is a limited amount of skin and flesh on the face, which can be added to the cheeks, nose, eyelids and other organs at will.

However, when the total amount is exhausted, nothing can be done, some will stand out and some will decrease.

"Even so, it can turn me into a second person, and my hiding ability will skyrocket. If I cooperate with [Wanderer]'s ability, I will be an incredible assassin!"

Sulu was quite satisfied. Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, he stretched his nose, and the skin color above the mouth changed to a smooth silver color.

In an instant, he seemed to be wearing the 'Crow's Mask' from before.

"That's right, I'll call you 'Crow's Mantle' from now on, but it's a pity that you belong to the second generation."

The mask of the first generation was made of ordinary materials, and it was damaged after resisting an attack. However, although the mask of the second generation crow sacrificed its defense, its camouflage ability was amplified to the limit.

For Sulu, this is a more useful ability.

"The bureau has been laid out, but I don't know how many greedy wolves can be attracted in the silent forest?"

After Sulu cleaned up, he opened the curtains, looked in the direction of the silent forest, smiled without saying a word.

...

Federation West, Black Death, Division.

The dark green candle was burning, casting a pale blue light on the surrounding area.

Many black shadows were reflected on the wall, as if countless monsters stretched out their arms and danced wildly.

A large number of black dead disciples wore black robes and held various ritual utensils, prostrating under an altar, murmuring different ravings.

The entire altar is built with obsidian as the main body, and there are complex and mysterious symbols all over it, each of which seems to contain endless secrets, worthy of a lifetime of energy study.

"President!"

A priest saluted respectfully in front of the president of the Black Death Society: "The ceremony is ready, and the saint has also completed the preliminary preparations."

"Very good, let's get started!"

The old man-like president nodded and put on a pitch-black mask.

There are many evil and charming patterns on the surface of this mask, and there is a moon ring in the middle of the forehead.

He stroked the mask, stretched his arms indifferently, and there were followers automatically, who put on the exquisite and complicated sacrificial robes for him.

A moonlight that came from nowhere suddenly illuminated the entire secret realm.

A large number of black dead disciples saw this scene, the fanaticism in their eyes became more intense, and they prayed loudly.

"Since the last time I obtained the spirit of the arcane, the recovery process of my lord Ms. Yue has been accelerating..."

Seeing this scene, the president of the Black Death Society couldn't help being very satisfied.

Step by step, he walked up to the altar and came to the top.

In the middle of the altar, there was a crystal coffin. A beautiful girl who was only wearing a plain robe, with an extremely delicate face and skin that could be broken by blowing bullets, like a doll was lying peacefully in it with her eyes closed.

Of course she was Beatrice.

"The real carrier of the gods needs at least a legend-level body and extraordinary power..."

The president of the Black Death Society watched this scene.

Beatrice at this time, of course, did not meet that standard.

What she is doing is a master-level ceremony to break through the fourth order.

"The moon is the master of death!"

"My lord holds the power of death!"

"If you want to get close to my lord...you must accept death, and return from death...become...【Undead】!"

The old man recited a mysterious mantra in a chant tone: "In the name of the moon... come back to life!"

The previous Beatrice was just a corpse girl made unintentionally.

In essence, it is still a corpse—even if it has some consciousness, it can move, and even master extraordinary powers!

And her career path is to reverse life and death step by step.

At the fourth level, at the master level, it is necessary to use rituals to fully resurrect this body, possessing the abilities of a living person such as heartbeat and temperature.

Only in this way can one truly be regarded as [Undead]!

"Praise my Lord!"

In the fanatical worship of many heretics, the sacrifices that had been prepared were slaughtered in large numbers.

A trace of blood climbed along the lines, and soon occupied the entire altar.

The girl in the crystal coffin seemed to have absorbed the blood from the entire altar, her body became slightly translucent, and traces of blood could be seen flowing in her veins, giving her complexion a healthy rosy red.

bang bang!

bang bang!

Blood pooled everywhere, and finally, her heart beat vigorously.

The achievement of this step means that Beatrice has truly changed from a dead body to a living person, completely reversing life and death.

All bodily functions, including the lost fertility, have completely returned.

At this time, she is undoubtedly a living person!

This is a state that even the holy water of the Church of the Goddess of Light cannot harm, because her nature has completely changed.

‘Reversal of life and death, this is a miracle of my lord! '

The president of the Black Death Club watched Beatrice slowly get up, and couldn't help bowing his head slightly to show respect—it wasn't for her, but for her about to become the vessel of the goddess.

"Get me a room!"

Beatrice said in an ethereal voice without any impurity: "After three days, I will completely consolidate the state at this time, and curse and kill the criminal who defiled my spirit!"

Even if it is a master-servant contract, once the gap is too large, it may still be reversed!