I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

When on Blue Star, Alvin, as a half-baked "Some Beast" player, had always been very concerned about a plot bug.

Why is it that Sylvanas, the queen of the Undead, looks so beautiful and full of flesh and blood, while the others under her command are just a bunch of rotten bones?

Now he had finally seen that this creature, called the undead by others, was not only extremely thin, but its face looked as if it had been beautified to level 10.

Being a Death Knight is not the right thing to do... Ugh, what the hell are you thinking...

Seeing the people on the opposite side being petrified collectively, Frey Xingge felt a little annoyed and frustrated.

She raised her hands and tried to cover her face.

This ghoul's shriveled appearance is so scary that he always wears a mask.

As soon as the fingers touched her face, Frey suddenly found that the touch was different from before.

She quickly took out the small mirror she carried with her and looked at it carefully.

Then, a scream ten times louder than Broken Fang's roar rang out in the darkness of the Gray Haze Forest.

……

Frey Starsong is a ghoul, at least for now.

As a special undead creature, she is indeed not like a skeleton, which has only bones all over its body, nor is she in the form of a spirit like a ghost.

A ghoul is a being whose body has lost all fluids and whose skin has shriveled up like a dead vine.

This ugly appearance caused Frey, who loved to dress up beautifully, to fall into a long period of depression.

Sometimes, she envied those disembodied ghosts because at least they still retained the appearance of their previous lives.

Every time she woke up, Frey would adjust her moon elf noble dress and take out a mirror to check if her disgusting and ugly body was exposed.

This is her last persistence as a beauty-loving creature.

After coming out of the tomb of a mysterious being, Frey discovered a group of creatures heading towards the Elf Courtyard.

After following behind and observing for a while and confirming that this group of people were not as high-ranking as herself, Frey decided to show up and try to persuade or force them to assist her.

But Fleur miscalculated.

That high-level orc warrior really couldn't do anything to him. The two female half-elves were of lower rank, so as long as he was careful and used a few simple spells, he could take them down.

But that human who didn't even look like an entry-level professional could actually release a power that made his entire body go numb and made even the Undead Fire feel high...

Well, a spell that would make even the Fire of the Undead tremble with joy.

It's really too scary...

But what surprised her even more was that her shrunken skin and ugly and horrible appearance began to recover under this spell!

Although Frey could feel that her muscle tissue was still completely dry, the surface skin had become delicate and smooth.

Frey Xingge was in a trance. What kind of power could perform such a miracle?

She looked at the human opposite her. The expression on his handsome but wretched face kept changing, as if he was struggling with something.

When I was still an elf, I heard those terrible stories:

The scale of some human perversions is extremely outrageous.

Could it be that this human pervert developed a special spell specifically to allow himself to attack the ghouls...

The soul fire in her eye sockets began to flicker rapidly, and Frey thought she had guessed the truth of the matter.

The ability to restore the skin and make the undead creatures lose their resistance...

Oh my god! How can there be such a perverted person!

It's over, he's coming!

He's still smiling! Eh? Is he drooling?

My guess turned out to be correct!

Just as Alvin was showing a self-righteous smile, he was about to step forward and speak.

Before he could take any specific action,

The skinny and beautiful undead opposite suddenly became extremely panicked, flapping his limbs and letting out sharp, rapid shouts from his mouth.

"You, don't come over here!

I, I am undead, I am an undead creature!

how could you do this!

How could someone be so perverted that he wouldn't even let the undead go!

Wuuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu…”

Alvin looked at the creature in front of him who was sitting on the ground and kicking his feet backwards with a bunch of fancy defensive spells on his head. He wondered what kind of plot was going on in the other party's mind.

The key point is, how can I have the past?

I didn't even move my eyelids!

Could you please stop shouting words that might cause misunderstanding?

The short girl Lian gave an I-knew-it expression and shrugged at the orc.

"Big Broken Tooth, look!

This is the super pervert in our station!

When I told Big Ironhead about this before, you refused to believe me.

Now you see it!

Even the dead think this guy is a pervert!"

……

On the east side of the Gray Haze Forest, near the forest path near the Elf Courtyard.

The group wore warm gray-brown cloaks to protect themselves from the cold and dampness of the gray haze forest.

There was only one figure in the team who was not wearing a cloak. Instead, he was wearing an extremely gorgeous costume, and his hands were tied behind his back by vines.

"So, you didn't look like this before?"

"No - no, it was before, then it wasn't, and then your spell... now it's happening again..."

"What's going on? Let me sort it out...

You mean you really looked like this before?

After becoming a ghost, it is no longer the same.

And now because of the healing spell just now, your appearance has been restored?"

"Ah, yes, yes, that's it!"

"Is my magic so magical? How about I try it again?"

"Ah? Ah! No! No... Can you just keep the spell effect of restoring your appearance and cancel the others..."

"Is there still such an operation? Come here..."

"Eh? Wait - don't - ah -"

Under the clutches of a certain human pervert, a certain undead soul was captured and once again subjected to the baptism of improper healing spells.

Ivan and Lian, who was full of curiosity, came closer and found that the skin of this beautiful undead who was screaming was becoming crystal clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The expression on that pretty elf face is hard to describe.

The short half-elf marveled at this. No girl could resist such an effect.

But it would be too embarrassing to yell like that...

What if my sister finds out? Maybe I can secretly go find this pervert when no one is around...

The little half-elf glanced at her sister in the distance, and in her mind she was formulating a grand plan to conceal the truth.

……

Unlike some paladins who charge mindlessly upon seeing the undead, druids and some priests are relatively "tolerant" towards the undead.

For example, if some undead creatures do not destroy the balance of nature, druids will not take the initiative to attack, but will only clear out those undead creatures with low intelligence and no self-control.

Some priests from the evil camp will actively raise and transform the undead to fight for them.

So after confirming that the other party really had no intention of becoming an enemy of them, the rescue team took along this undead who was also preparing to rescue people in the Elf Courtyard—

Of course, this is based on the premise of tying the other person's hands.

Humans are visual creatures.

If Frey Starge had a horrible zombie face, or just a skeleton, she would have been chopped into pieces by Broken Tooth long ago.

It's just that the two sisters, Xiling and Lian, seem to have some inexplicable hostility towards the elves. Lian, who is always talkative and outgoing, has no intention of talking to Frey.

The task of investigating the other party and digging out intelligence was given to Ivan, who had a 100% eloquence.