Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

"rise!"

Strengthened by the demon's huge soul, Lin Hun's body became stronger and stronger, and the armor that had fit him well before now felt a bit narrow and awkward to use.

As Lin Hun exerted force, the buckles that connected the armor made a dry creaking sound, trying his best to maintain the integrity of the armor.

There is a slight "bang" sound.

One of the buckles couldn't withstand the force and broke. The bad thing was that the armor was torn, but the good thing was that Lin Hun's increasingly difficult breathing finally became much smoother.

However, even though his physical strength has reached this point, Lin Hun still can't even do the most basic thing - lift the sledgehammer.

"It seems that I won't be able to use this hammer in the near future," Lin Hun wisely chose to give up. The pride in his heart due to his improved strength was extinguished by the cruel reality. "It seems that my strength is still far from enough. I still have to survive."

The armor needs to be dealt with, and the sledgehammer cannot be just left there. Although it cannot be lifted, Lin Hun can still drag it with his current strength.

Putting the key into his waist bag, Lin Hun grabbed the sledgehammer with both hands, leaving a deep ditch behind him and moving towards the campfire with difficulty.

The boss's room was only a few steps away from the campfire, but Lin Hun felt like he had walked through several lifetimes, from being calm and composed at the beginning to being sweating profusely now.

Every time the sledgehammer hit the stairs, it would smash the originally solid stone bricks into pieces. It was like hitting his heart again and again. The thumping sound combined with the sound of his heartbeat, and Lin Hun felt more and more tired as he walked.

"I was careless - I'd rather not use this devil's hammer!" Practice is the best teacher. From this moment on, Lin Hun intuitively understood the power gap between himself and the devil. He deeply realized his own insignificance and strengthened his determination to "be a man under the crotch".

After great effort, Lin Hun finally dragged the sledgehammer to the campfire.

The warm flame soothed his tired and exhausted body, and mist emerged, covering the forest soul and the sledgehammer together.

The wind and rain are changing before my eyes.

The fog dissipated, and Lin Hun was revived with full blood. The long sword that had been a little dull after fighting with the devil for a long time returned to its brand new state, and the sword body was still bright and dazzling.

The crowded armor on his body was adjusted to fit comfortably. Although the size of the demon hammer in his hand was still huge, it was not as exaggerated as in the demon's hand. At least it became suitable for Lin Hun's body shape.

Of course, only the appearance has changed, and the weight remains the same. Lin Hun is still unable to lift it with his current physical condition.

It would be inconvenient to put it in the wooden box if he couldn't lift it. Lin Hun decisively chose to drag the hammer to a corner of the square, and threw it aside with all his strength, waiting to deal with it later when he had enough strength.

Anyway, the only known visitors to the Firelink Shrine at the moment are himself and Master Andre, so there is no need to hide.

"I feel like I'm in great shape now," Lin Hun returned to the Undead Asylum Square and prepared to explore the second floor.

However, when passing by the boss' room, Lin Hun could faintly hear the rumbling sound of the giant moving.

Looking for the sound, he could clearly hear the guy making the noise right under his feet. Looking carefully, he could find a wisp of mist wrapped in the cracks in the rocks, blocking Lin Hun from meeting the guy below.

"Let's explore the area ahead later!"

"In some strange ways, it's the same as the game," Lin Hun complained.

Enter the small door on the side from the boss room, and then there is a flight of stairs going down. The stairs are not long and lead all the way down to a place where the guards rest. Because of the long time, several wooden beds have become old and rotten, and are soaked in water along with an empty weapon rack on one side.

The torches here are still burning brightly. Lin Hun couldn't help but sigh that torches are indeed magical weapons. They are everywhere and burning everywhere.

I was too lazy to get another one. I had no idea where I had lost the torch. I also didn't know if I could put the torch in my waist bag. Would the torch go out if I put it in? How should I light it if it went out? There were so many problems that I was so annoyed that I decided to think about them when I was away and had some free time.

There is an extinguished bonfire at the door, which can be easily lit with a touch.

Perhaps this is the correct way to pass the level under the arrangement of the gods. Lin Hun, who has the support of his good brother, says that it doesn't matter at all. Anyone who dares to block the way will be killed, and their ashes will be scattered within three days.

Climbing up the rusty iron ladder, with every step, the shiny armor on his body would be rubbed with dark red copper chips. A creaking sound continued to ring in his ears, and Lin Hunde began to wonder if the ladder would suddenly break halfway through.

However, the quality of the Gods can still be guaranteed. The ladder managed to withstand the weight of a person as heavy as Lin Hun, who was wearing armor and had weapons. Although the noise was loud, it did not drift in the air.

After climbing up the ladder and going out the door, there was a vast expanse of sky and sea in front of him. It seemed that because the entire prison was built on the ground, not to mention the ceiling, even the walls had completely collapsed. The cells on both sides were filled with rubble. Forget about the cellmates, not even a piece of flesh and blood could be found in the rubble.

Most of the cell door bars were crushed by rubble, and the fate of the inmates inside was obvious.

Lin Hun expressed deep pain and regret about this.

It is unknown whether he was mourning the death of his cellmate or losing some extra money.

"Bang!" A weak arrow hit the armor on Lin Hun's chest, leaving a white dot.

The attack came from a zombie at the end of the passage. Lin Hun had seen him and the bow in his hand early on, but he didn't take it seriously at all. His strength in the current Undead Asylum could only be simply controlled.

Lin Hun instantly bent down and took out something from his waist bag. He turned around and threw it out with force. The black shadow passed through the passage in the blink of an eye.

The thin zombie's atrophied nerves had no time to react to the speed, and under the huge impact, the whole person was knocked backwards and hit the wall behind him, and then slid down the wall peacefully without any pain.

Lin Hun walked forward slowly, stopping for a moment in every cell he passed by, not missing any corner, trying to find the long-awaited white light ball from the edges.

However, the Northern Undead Asylum is a barren place, where there are not so many good things. Lin Hun didn’t see a single light spot after walking through the entire passage.

As he passed by, he picked up the hidden weapon "Tom" on the ground and snatched the longbow from the zombie's hand.

"I'll take care of your bow, don't worry about it." Lin Hun leaned down and forced the zombie lying on the ground to close his eyes. He couldn't let go of the longbow in his hand. "From today on, I can also become a full-time archer."

"But what about the arrow?" Lin Hun searched the zombie over and over but couldn't find any arrow feathers on it.

He stood up and looked around, but there was no trace of the arrow.

When all options have been eliminated, whatever remains, no matter how bizarre, is the ultimate truth.

Lin Hun tried to pull the bowstring. The moment he touched the bow, he already knew how to use it by heart. It was an ordinary weapon and the person using it was also ordinary.

He concentrated on drawing the bow, his movements were standard and regular, and every detail seemed just right and exactly the same as he remembered.

Just as the bowstring was slowly stretched to its limit, an amazing scene occurred—an arrow suddenly emerged from the void and landed exactly at the right position!

It was as if it had been waiting for this moment for a long time, fitting in perfectly with the bow and the person.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. He turned around and aimed at the zombie guarding the gate at the corner, then let go.

The arrow was like a shining meteor, passing by at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, a black shadow passed through the long and narrow corridor like a ghost.

The extremely sharp arrow seemed to have eyes, and it hit the zombie's left chest squarely! In order to increase the hit rate, Lin Wei, who was shooting arrows for the first time, deliberately chose a bright and wide target.

In an instant, dark red and sticky blood slid from the wound, like a gorgeous flower blooming in the darkness.

The zombie that was hit only had time to let out a silent scream before its body suddenly fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

The whole scene ended in the blink of an eye, making people's heart beat faster and their breathing quicken.

He knew how the arrows appeared, but the question of where they came from was still not solved. The arrows appeared too fast, and Lin Hun was caught off guard and could not see anything.

Most of the zombies in the passage had already died, and the only zombie had been killed by an arrow. Lin Hun walked forward boldly to the zombie lying on the ground.