The gray robe changed from illusion to reality. Every fold in the fabric, every pattern, every worn edge—all of it reappeared, one detail at a time.
Wrinkles surfaced clearly on his aged face, and the light in those gray eyes grew brighter and brighter.
This wasn't a simple repair of a remnant soul. It was the recreation of a body!
What Xu Yanli had done was summon every scattered fragment of Electrolux's soul back from the vast void, then use the Creation Force to forcibly recreate a complete, true physical body for the Holy Necromancer.
The gray-gold sphere began to swell, growing larger and larger. Its light brightened from dim to blazing, illuminating the entire chaotic Sea of Consciousness.
Cracks gradually spread across the surface of the sphere. It wasn't breaking apart—it was a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis. Something was struggling to break free from within.
Pure gray light poured through the cracks.
It wasn't the gray-gold light from before, but an untainted gray.
It was the Holy Necromancer's original color—the color of one who had crossed the boundary between life and death, traversed light and darkness, seen through creation and destruction, and finally returned to stillness.
"Boom!!!"
The gray-gold sphere exploded completely, transforming into countless gray-gold specks that drifted down over the chaotic sea.
At the center of the specks, a figure slowly stepped out.
A gray robe, gray-white hair, an aged face untouched by decline, and a pair of deep gray eyes.
The Holy Necromancer, Electrolux.
Not a remnant soul, not an illusion, but Electrolux, truly resurrected with a complete physical body!
Standing before Xu Yanli, he looked down at his hands, then gazed around at this chaotic Sea of Consciousness. After a long silence, he finally smiled softly.
It was a faint smile, no more than