Only then did Lin Yutian summon the Touching Spirit, who was unable to participate in the battle at this time. The old man sat in the Touching Spirit's hand and looked at Olaf, but the latter could not see the old guy's existence.
"Can I use the terminology now?"
"Do you want to bring death to you?"
Lin Yutian was silent for a moment. In fact, what he wanted to say was that there was no death in the world, but it was just a bunch of data evolved by the system. However, he still respected the old man's opinion, because he had other ways to communicate with the bearded man in front of him.
Olaf could see the existence of Touching Spirit, but he could not see the little man in Touching Spirit's palm. At this moment, seeing a faint shadow stretching out his hand towards him, the bearded captain felt quite uneasy for a moment.
Are they looking for something?
Therefore, the bearded man had no choice but to communicate with the wild boar for the first time: "If you want to kill, kill! I fell into your hands today. If you blink, you won't be a lunatic!"
"Quack!" Suddenly a noisy cry came from the side. Olaf glanced over and saw a bird with white light appearing on the side, but he was unable to move at all because of the wild boar's tusks on his neck.
A flash of red light connected from the palm of his hand to the head of the dead bird, and Olaf quietly waited for what would happen next.
The immortal parrot suddenly flashed its wings and shouted: "Hand over the things!"
"Thing?" Olaf was almost frightened by the noisy sound. Looking at the small scarlet eyes in front of him, he suddenly understood something. "You, what kind of monster are you! How can you understand what I am saying.
"
"Potion!" The immortal parrot was completely parroting at this time. This was a simple instruction given by Lin Yutian, which meant repeating Lin Yutian's words.
"What potion?" The bearded forehead was suddenly covered with sweat. The God of War came again. What kind of situation was this? This guy suddenly stiffened his neck. If Lin Yutian hadn't dodged back for half a minute, he might have been killed. Olaf snorted.
: "No matter what kind of monster you are, I won't die..."
With a pop, Lin Yutian's fangs pierced Olaf's throat, but it did not go deep.
The donated blood splashed, Olaf's words suddenly stopped, and his breathing became a little rapid. Lin Yutian looked at the human beings in front of him calmly and indifferently. If he kept talking nonsense, he could find the god-level potion by himself.
Death or surrender, these are the only two choices Lin Yutian faces Olaf.
"What did you say? What potion."
"Improve your strength!" The big parrot always spoke in the same tone, that is, improving from low to high, but it did not affect Olaf's understanding of what Lin Yutian meant.
"In my arms." Olaf slowly closed his eyes, his face was covered with sweat, and the blood bar on his head was slowly declining. After surrendering, his bearded face was full of loneliness, and the wild boar's tusks
He had already lightly opened the armor on Olaf's chest, and several one-inch-long small gourds rolled down.
Bah!
Olaf's eyes suddenly widened, and the wild boar's fangs penetrated his throat without any hesitation. The light in his widened eyes gradually dissipated, and finally became dead...
"Tsk, tsk," Plancy shook his head, not knowing what he was sighing about.
"Did I say let him go after handing over the potion?" Lin Yutian hummed inwardly, and the big parrot on the side shouted out dutifully. Lin Yutian released the control of Huling on the big parrot, and the latter stood there in confusion.
After a while, he twisted his butt and continued to chase the hare, which was still alive and kicking after being roasted by its cold flames for a long time.
Plancy suddenly said: "Just dispose of his body briefly. It will be useful in the future."
"What's the use of the corpse?" After Lin Yutian said this, he remembered the old man's identity as a bluff. He was silent for a moment and lowered his head to study the small gourds. Plancy, on the other hand, had a different direction from his research and kept staring at Olaf.
The corpse looked at.
"What's the use? His corpse is of great use. Did you have a feeling when you were fighting him? His own strength should be more than this."
"No, I just feel that he is not very strong." Lin Yutian told the truth.
"Haha, this is because his power was forcibly taken away," the old man said with a smile, "He has reached a higher level. Although he is not too strong, his bones are very good. Find something.
, start disposing of his corpse, and when you can control the undead produced by this corpse, I will find you a helper."
"Huh?" Lin Yutian looked at the old man with some confusion. There seemed to be something wrong with pie-in-the-sky things.
Could it be that it's time to make a fortune on his own? But after being teased by fate so many times, Lin Yutian no longer believes in the illusory goddess of fate. That woman owes him too much.
"It's just for our deal," the old man explained, "don't think too much."
"Got it." Lin Yutian responded, but he curled his lips in his heart. When the system refreshed the map, he didn't know if the body would be refreshed, but he still had a strong interest in those little gourds.
The wild boar struggled to open a gourd with its long beak, and a strong smell of alcohol hit his face, smoking the wild boar to pieces.
"Is this strong liquor the potion you are talking about?" The old guy suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes. "Have I been away from the world for too long, and I have lost touch with the development of potions in the mainland?"
Lin Yutian refused to give up and opened the stoppers of the remaining gourds, making the smell of alcohol in the air stronger. He immediately stood there and started staring at Olaf's body and thinking for a while.
Can this guy increase his strength by drinking? Or is the potion melted into the drink... Do you want to drink a few taels?
"Hang up its corpse and let the demonic crows in the forest devour his flesh and blood, so that the remaining trace of his soul will gradually swell with resentment." Plancy taught the oldest undead craftsmanship, "Hang it up to dry.
After three days, put it underground and store it. On the full moon day next month, I will teach you the next step."
"There are no magic spells or anything like that?" Lin Yutian couldn't help but ask. Other people's undead souls appeared directly from the corpses, so why did he have to wait for next month?
"Hmph," the embarrassment on the old man's face flashed, and then he said: "How can such low-level, unworthy undead be regarded as real undead! They are just puppets controlled by magic, and their development potential has been completely wiped out. You
You know, my original intention in creating undead magic was good, but those were just the wrong paths taken by my successors after they distorted my ideas."
Lin Yutian nodded, but he still yearned for the endless tide of immortal spirits...
Nuo Yan ran in the jungle for an unknown amount of time, but there was still no figure of Olaf following him, and his eyes began to get wet.
"Nuo Yan!" A soft cry suddenly came from the front, but Nuo Yan stood there in shock, looking at the figures of Gentle Kitchen Knife and several sons of the goddess who ran over in surprise.
"You're not..." Nuo Yan's startled voice only lasted half of it. He suddenly reached out and hugged the gentle kitchen knife that ran in front of him tightly in his arms, his arms shaking a little from the strength.
"Let go, you're strangling me!" Wenwen Xiaocai Dao's face turned red, three points because of the feeling of suffocation, and seven points because of the few girlfriends behind him who were already making noises in the team channel.
Nuo Yan suddenly let go of Gentle Kitchen Knife, grabbed her little hand without saying a word, and ran towards Olandra in the distance, with a sense of urgency in his eyebrows. Several female players did not know that in the team channel
As he said something, Wen Wen Xiaocai's face became more and more rosy. He couldn't break away from Nuo Yan's big hand several times, and he suddenly became anxious.
"What are you dragging me to?"
"Don't ask." Although Nuo Yan's voice was calm, it had a hoarseness that she couldn't refuse. Looking carefully at Nuo Yan's eyes, she could still see the glint of tears.
Is it because his self-esteem was damaged because he was defeated by the wild boar? Xiaocai Knife thought, and he endured the sisters' teasing and narrow-minded jokes without saying a word, and followed the knight silently.
"Wait a minute!" A shield-fighting girl suddenly said, "The man just now seems... not a human!"
The companion couldn't help but roll his eyes: "What is not a human being? People have hands and feet, so why are they not human? We are all sisters, don't be jealous of the handsome guy in Tuanzi."
"No," the shield warrior girl jumped in front of the three girls and explained anxiously: "That's not a player! I read the information, it's a level 29 NPC!"
