Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

Chapter 242 High-Rise Tower

Lin Hun didn't draw his sword first.

With the death of "asphalt", the flame without fuel is also losing its power and gradually dimming.

Finally, the flames hovered over the sword as they always did.

Lin Hun grabbed the edge of the basin and tried to pick it up with a little force.

Easy.

Holding it in his hand, Lin Hun even felt that the basin was not as heavy as his shield.

Looking down into the basin from above, you can see the bottom at a glance.

Lin Hun gestured with his body and found that the distance from the edge to the bottom was less than the length of his palm.

Can this thing really hold so much "asphalt"?

Lin Hun felt a little suspicious.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, combined with the sword blade on the basin, he would never have believed that the capacity of the basin was so small.

Seeing that the flame from the sword no longer remained on the basin, Lin Hun thought about it and pulled out the sword.

The memory brought back by the touch of the palm showed that it was just an ordinary iron basin.

Although this iron basin was inlaid with various gold, silver and gemstones during forging, it has become dull and lifeless due to the contamination of the things it contained.

Even the skills contained in it are not particularly sophisticated.

Lin Hun felt that any sword he picked up would be much better in craftsmanship than this iron basin.

Lin Hun held the iron basin in his hand and could feel the dampness at the first moment even through the gauntlet.

This strange feeling made him guess:

"Perhaps the properties of the material used in the iron basin have been changed by the 'asphalt'?"

Because most of the memories Lin Hun obtained were only related to forging.

There is no step of selecting materials before forging.

This was the first time he encountered this rare material that gave him a special feeling, so he put it in his pocket.

Although I don't know what this iron basin is, there are many hidden talents in Lordran, and Lin Hun thinks it will not be difficult to find someone who knows the situation.

As long as you keep living, getting stronger and keep moving forward, these problems will be solved one day.

Of course, to be on the safe side, Lin Hun did not take this special thing lightly and specially emptied a waist bag to store it separately.

If I come across other unique things in the future, I will put them in this waist bag.

At that time, no matter how strange these things are, they will have to be experienced in people's pockets before they have a chance to influence people outside.

Following this line of thought, Lin Hun suddenly felt like he was raising a Gu.

A matter that was kept in mind was easily resolved.

Lin Hun also continued to move forward, which was rare.

He was unwilling to go forward directly.

Collecting addiction.

When faced with the only way forward, he always prefers to search sideways first.

So as not to miss something interesting.

However, after this round, I didn’t see much interesting.

I didn't see much that was uninteresting.

This town is totally broke.

If he could pick up a coin from time to time, Lin Hun would motivate himself to keep looking.

But this coin is not used as currency in Undead Town.

There's no place to even pick it up.

Gradually, Lin Hun gave up this idea.

. . . . . .

Walk out of this long alley and step over the ghost corpses that you had dealt with before.

Lin Hun raised his head and looked upwards.

A cylindrical tower stands in front.

Countless such cylindrical towers are connected to each other to form a city wall surrounding the entire Undead Town.

"This should be where Javier's believers are imprisoned, right?"

Lin Hun rubbed his chin, recalling the information he had learned from communicating with the half-zombie not long ago.

The words he said at that time still echoed vividly in his mind.

It’s a pity that the half-zombie body didn’t have a good end in the end.

To be honest, I was the one who deliberately took the half-zombie body with me to bury it. I never expected that such a sudden change would happen.

Lin Hun sighed.

I can only sigh that things in this world are impermanent.

Lin Hun immediately put this little matter behind him.

It wasn't like he made the body disappear.

Just miss him a little bit, do you really expect him to mourn for that guy?

"Armor that imitates Javier," Lin Hun couldn't help rubbing his hands.

Having the Javier suit and not having the Javier suit are two different experiences.

When I think of the most powerful cheating device in the game that has helped me fight one boss after another.

It would be a lie to say that Lin Hun wasn't looking forward to it.

I was just so excited that I lost myself in thought.

It's just like when Tang Monk forgot to ask about the life span of the old turtle crossing the river after he obtained the Buddhist scriptures, and ended up being overturned and left behind.

Lin Hun also forgot the last obstacle on his way forward.

boom!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

As soon as he stepped onto the spiral staircase of the tower.

The first thing to greet him was not the ghost running out from above.

But it is a fresh and hot oil barrel.

The entire barrel was completely covered in a layer of flames.

The aged barrels were tied with ropes.

It remains strong and durable even under the influence of Lordran's power.

The oil barrel was rushing towards them with great momentum, and it not only looked scary.

Once it hits a person.

Not to mention the violent impact, just the hot oil splashing everywhere from the explosion was enough to make someone die.

Listen to the sound of oil sloshing in the flames.

Although Lin Hun was not afraid of the flames above, he did not want to be burned for no reason.

Shield blocking is useless against oil barrels.

He had to take back his steps up the stairs.

First he moved sideways to avoid the attack of the oil barrel, and then raised his head to look at the hole that he had not noticed before.

There were not many people at the cave entrance, only one soldier, holding a torch in his hand, and a pile of oil drums beside him.

Judging from his skinny appearance and mechanical movements, it is obvious that he is also a ghost soldier.

When Lin Hun looked up at him, he was also looking down at Lin Hun.

But to be more specific, it should be the stairs at Lin Hun's feet.

In the following time, Lin Hun tried several more times.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs in front of him, the ghost soldiers above lit fire and threw barrels without saying a word.

But as soon as Lin Hun came down the stairs, the ghost soldiers immediately stopped throwing oil barrels.

This is even more streamlined than an assembly line.

Rather than saying that he had lost his memories and emotions and turned into a ghost, Lin Hun felt that it was more like he had turned into a machine.

Apart from the established behavior, there is no way to adapt.

Lin Hun was actually happy about this.

If you like throwing, then throw as much as you want.

Step on.

Retracted.

Trampled.

Retracted.

. . . . . .

After repeating this dozens of times, Lin Hun's legs and feet began to feel numb.

But the effect is very good.

Since the first five times, no more burning barrels have fallen from above.

To be safe, he stepped on it several times.