Chris is also concentrating on piecing together and refining his new body, with the Holy Fountain of the Undead as a backup, his refining speed is still quite impressive.

He refined it quite in order, first the core spine, then the arms, then the legs, and finally the ribs, which were relatively less effective, and he pieced together a piece of his body after each refining, and by the time the refining was completed, his new body had been assembled.

The whole body is symmetrical like streamlines, although it is taken from the bones on different bodies, but after Chris's refining, these bones are abnormally combined in size and thickness, as if they were originally a complete whole.

When the skeleton mage had collected before was opened, it was enough to be 1.8 meters tall even without a head, but by the time it was refined, even after the head was installed, it was only 150cm, and it was obvious that these bones had shrunk during the refining process.

This is what Chris did deliberately, because this height matches the size of his head, which is just right, no matter how big or small the body is, there will be a deformity with a large body and a small head or a small head, which will look extremely weird.

As for making his own new body, the skeleton mage naturally has his own theory, "What suits you is the best!"

Neither a skeleton swordsman nor a skeleton mage is a class that wins by brute force, the size is too large, it doesn't help him much, not to mention, it will also affect his own speed, and when the time comes, it is inconvenient to escape, uh, wrong, and strategic retreat.

Speed, speed is the magic weapon to win.

His fighting style can be fully felt from his body, and the concept of prioritizing speed enhancement is definitely in the first place.

Just by looking at the obviously thick leg bones and vertebrae, you can know that in that case, it is convenient to infuse more soul fire, and it is naturally faster to run.

I don't know if it's because of the relationship between the exercises and the reason for soaking in the Holy Fountain of the Dead, the luster of the bones on his body is obviously biased towards a dark black, and the tone is much softer, not as white as ordinary skeletons, just looking at it makes people panic.

He is not good at condensing a body for himself, and he picks and chooses among the large pile of bone racks, preparing to equip the four skeleton soldiers he has summoned, and it is also a good choice to make his cannon fodder stronger, and even if he does the carrying work, he will be more powerful!

In addition to the idle egg pain [Does the skeleton have an egg?(⊙o⊙)], and he has nothing to do, more importantly, he found that the continuous use of soul fire in the undead holy spring, the undead holy water will accelerate the speed of nourishing his soul fire, so that his soul fire grows at a slow rate, how can this discovery not make it excited? For the undead whose soul fire is the root of everything, isn't this equivalent to accelerating the strengthening of itself in disguise?

With such a good thing, Chris naturally will not let it go.

Although Manyu wanted to continue practicing like this all the time, the human spirit was limited, and even with the Holy Spring of the Dead constantly nourishing his soul, his spirit was still in a state of exhaustion.

In the end, under the last command from his self-consciousness, he crawled out of the holy spring in a daze, and as soon as he made contact with the ground and confirmed that he was safe, he had already fallen into a deep sleep, and the snoring made an earth-shattering sound, he was too tired, too tired.

Since he came to his senses on the battlefield, he has never had time to rest.

First he was troubled by his own situation and the Path to Godhood Auxiliary System, and then he had a big fight with the skeletal swordsman Chris, and then he used an axe to assassinate the demon thieves and the Lich Card, and then he was caught by the Soul Possession and Aging Curse of the Lich Card, and he was tossed between the Holy Fountain of Light and the Holy Fountain of the Undead, soaked in the jar of pain from beginning to end, and experienced more things in half a day than most of his previous life, not only the ravaged soul and body, but even his brain should be rested and rested。

It was destined to be a dreamless night, because his dream was already close at hand.

Don't worry about cardiac arrest, don't think about your past, don't fantasize about your future, Manyu has never slept like sleeping in front of her in her life, so down-to-earth, so deep, and so sweet.

It's as if all the chaos and troubles in the world have nothing to do with him, and he can sleep peacefully until he is old.

"Ahh......h

"Big brother, are you stupid? you don't even know where we are?we're in that stupid lich tower!" The crisp words came, and the elf's delicate and petite figure appeared in front of Manyu, with a long red hair in her hands, obviously she was the culprit who had just woken Manyu from her sleep.

Feeling the gaze of the brute jade, Remy remembered that he still had the evidence of the crime in his hand, and hurriedly let go, endured the red hair falling down, and put a pair of small hands behind his back, with a look that I didn't do it, I don't know anything, I am innocent with an expression, which makes people laugh more than once, this little guy is simply a realistic version of covering his ears and stealing the bell.

"It turns out that everything is not a dream!" his eyes finally regained focus, and memories flooded back like a tide, and Manyu finally let out a low sigh, unable to tell whether it was more fortunate or regretful, because he himself was contradictory, hoping that everything that happened before was just a dream of his own, but he didn't want it to be really a dream.

After all, his parents in the other world are the concerns he can never let go.

And in this realm, he has a new and robust body, and he can pursue dreams that would be a luxury in another realm.

Soon Manyu reined in his mood, everything in reality was not something that his will could change, these things were too much to think about or not, just trying to cause trouble, and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Big brother is a big lazy pig, you've been asleep for three days, and you can't wake up no matter how much you scream! Really, you can sleep better than Remy, and Remy can only sleep for two days at most!" The elf said angrily, and then his little face flattened, "Big brother, I'm hungry! Look, look, Remy's stomach is hungry!"

"Three days, so long!" Manyu couldn't help but be surprised, obviously he didn't expect that he could sleep for so long, let the elf say this, Manyu also felt that his stomach was empty, and grunted to his master in a serious protest.

"Big brother, hurry up and find something to eat, otherwise your loveliest, kindest, most beautiful, gentleest, most obedient, and most loyal little Remy will starve to death! Do you think how lonely you would be if there was no Remy? If there was no Remy, how bad would it be if you were sick with thoughts? So, big brother, hurry up and find something to eat! Otherwise, Remy will really starve to death!" The elves looked at the brute jade pitifully, although she was floating in the air, but the elven wings and clothes on her body were soft, as if she was silently accusing the brute jade, the culprit who did not wake up in time to find food for their master.

"You can put gold on your face!" "Manyu couldn't help but smile and stretched out a finger to rub Fluttershy's listless little head, "Bear with me, big brother will go find you something to eat later." ”

"Ah...... In a few moments, Remy will starve to death!Look! Remy is dead!" and with a scream, the elf rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, drooped his head and wings, and fell to the ground in a whirling motion in the air as if I had hung up.

Manyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, and said with a funny face: "I've told you, pretending to be dead is a profound science, and your current appearance is like a hanged ghost, how can a starving person have such a look." ”

The elf got up with a grunt, looked at the brute jade curiously, and said, "What does the starving man look like?"

"Haha...... It's not something that ordinary people can learn, and neither can I. Manyu shrugged and said, "But looking at your appearance, you are still full of energy, and you will not starve to death for another two or three days, and when I finish dealing with the matter at hand, it is not too late to find something to eat." ”

"Ah...... Big brother, good or bad, actually cheating. The elf puffed out his mouth angrily and said, "In two or three days, then we will really starve to death! No, no, at most one day, no, at most half a day." ”

"With your bargaining effort, my business is almost done. ”

"Okay!Okay, big brother, hurry up!" the elf didn't dare to entangle with the brute jade anymore, and urged him in turn.

Manyu is most concerned about his appearance now, because he knows that after the tempering of his body in the Bright Sacred Spring and the Sacred Spring of the Undead, his appearance has definitely changed greatly, because the skin that catches his eyes is no longer the characteristic dark red of mixed races, but a healthy white and translucent red, like freshly squeezed milk, even if it is a newborn baby, it is only so, very delicate, and it is definitely not the same as the rough appearance before.

Manyu even saved the effort of finding a mirror, and silver obsidian was the most natural mirror, and when he looked at it, Manyu's mouth suddenly cracked to the back of his head.

Surprise mixed with indescribable excitement.

Because he saw a very familiar face in the mirror, a face that should not have been in this realm.

The handsome face with a hint of perseverance and ruthlessness in the immaturity is not the face that has accompanied the barbarian jade for nineteen years in another world?

It's not a 100% copy, it can only be said that there are seven, Eighty percent is similar, the barbarian jade of that world is quite thin because of its poor body, and the face shape is a little narrow, and although the current face has changed a lot, the body bones are there, and the purgatory half-giant is born with a large skeleton, so the current Lei Dong except for the slightly pointed chin, the whole face is close to the national shape, which makes him a little more mature out of thin air, which may be related to the heart nature, plus the skin is as flawless as a newborn baby, so that it has a bit of immature atmosphere, and the lines are soft and smooth.

The only thing that destroys the overall image a little bit is that the pair of demon horns the size of half a little finger are still there, this is a natural racial symbol, it is a part of the brute jade body, not something that can be eliminated by the light holy water, but because the part of the demon's breath inside has been refined by the power of light, it has changed from dark black to white jade, but it is very exquisite, if you don't look carefully, you think it is a pair of unique ornaments.

In addition, Manyu's hair and eyebrows have all fallen off due to the erosion of the undead holy water, although new black hair scum has grown now, which still makes his appearance look a little weird.

But Manyu didn't care, he knew that because of the effect of the residual light power in his body, it would not take a few days to grow back, but the hair that had turned black still made Manyu happy to close his mouth, that was the color he loved in his life.

"No matter how you look at it, it's a handsome face!" Manyu said with some stinky self-evaluation in her heart, how pleasing to the eye.