Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

"As for the origin of the armor, don't worry. It was worn by a warrior from afar who obeyed the will of stone. But I forgot where he went. But it doesn't matter. How about the trade?"

Although it was a question, Lin Hun knew from the tone that if he didn't agree, he would definitely not be able to leave today.

After such a long time, I have only met a new undead person like me.

If he waits any longer, I'm afraid this guy himself will not have the confidence to continue persevering until his wish is fulfilled.

The facts were just as Lin Hun expected.

Seeing that Lin Hun was silent again, the undead man's tone became anxious and his attitude inevitably became bad. This was his only hope!

"You greedy bastard, you can't even be tempted by the imitation stone armor? If that's the case, I'll give it all to you! As long as you can kill the evil black knight, everything in this room will be yours! I'll give it all to you. Are you satisfied now?"

"Did I say anything?"

Hearing the undead suddenly roaring at him, Lin Hun was a little puzzled. He was just thinking about it, so why did he react so violently?

This time, it was Lin Hun who was still thinking about the past. As warriors, Brother Dispirit and Brother Onion, whom he met before, were able to absorb souls to maintain their own thinking. In addition, they each had an unfinished mission and would not get lost.

The two of them have clear minds and can naturally communicate well, but the undead man in front of them is different. In the past, he might just be a rich man who might have some power.

But after the undead curse breaks out, who cares about those worldly things?

Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.

The reason why a rich man could survive until now without being killed was because of the magic circle he had laid in the past to prepare for a rainy day.

Perhaps the black knight below also plays a certain deterrent role.

Seeing that the undead man was becoming more and more excited, his hands began to tremble slightly, and Lin Hun quickly waved his hands.

"I am very satisfied with this reward, but I need to see what equipment is available first."

"Hmph! Whatever! It's all yours anyway! Remember to finish reading it as soon as possible and settle our deal. If another undead person comes, your reward will be reduced by half."

Even though the undead was aware of the difficulties of having a new pilgrim, he still instinctively used words to urge Lin Hun on and put pressure on him.

Lin Hun naturally scoffed at the words of the undead man, "Not yet dead? It's good enough that an ordinary person can come--"

Combined with the words of several people I met before, it is clear that it has been a long time since a newcomer set foot on this road of passing on the fire. It has been at least ten years since I started.

It is also thanks to the fact that Lordran's time is divided and maintained in one fragment, otherwise the world would have been destroyed long ago.

Lin Hun raised his arm armor and waved it in response, then walked towards the "garbage dump" without looking back.

"I hope you can be quicker! And succeed sooner!"

The undead man spoke in a tone as aggressive as if he had eaten gunpowder, but he also knew that only by making sufficient preparations before the battle would there be a greater chance of success, so he did not force Lin Hun to set off immediately.

"Anyway, I've been waiting for so long. As long as I can succeed, what's the harm in waiting a little longer?" At this time, the immortal man calmed down instead, with a carefree look.

As not the client, Lin Hun would not bow and scrape to him as if he were God, but he could still tolerate it.

I've been paid first, so getting angry is just a waste of time.

Say as much as you want, I won't lose a single piece of meat anyway

When he came in front of this pile of "junk", Lin Hun did not rush to look for a complete set of (imitation) Havel armor, but picked up each piece one by one and looked at them.

The largest amount of items in the "garbage dump" are indeed garbage - the wandering soldiers' armor is the largest in number and the most damaged.

A huge crack almost split the entire armor in half. Although the direction of the crack was different for each piece of armor, the dried black blood on the edge of the crack undoubtedly showed the fate of the original owner.

There is nothing good to see in the craft, just ordinary forging skills and ordinary craftsmanship. Only the last flash of knife light is amazing.

Lin Hun naturally knew that the area below was cut by Hei.

These wandering soldiers confronted the Black Knights either for profit or because of coercion.

Even though their minds have become dull, these black knights are still people who have experienced the ancient dragon war, and killing a kid with one sword is definitely not a joke.

The armor was piled up here, and the fate of its owner was simple and clear.

"I just don't know where the bodies of these wandering souls have gone?" This is also the only question in Lin Hun's mind.

As for these ownerless armors?

What do you mean it’s ownerless? It’s obviously mine!

"Astral's helmet? And a blessing. What a good thing. Not bad, not bad."

"What? This piece of rag actually belongs to Onuma! Hmm, not bad, not bad."

. . . . . .

After all the cleaning up, Lin Hun relied on his own abilities to learn many combat skills that he had never seen before, learned a wide range of forging techniques, and learned a lot about the customs and habits of various countries. He reaped a lot of rewards.

But without exception, these armors all had a huge crack running across them.

Whether it's deep or shallow depends on the quality of the armor, and the best quality one is undoubtedly Javier's armor.

The black knight's blow was not enough to break the armor carved from rock, leaving only a shallow mark.

Unfortunately, having great defense and strength does not mean that he can defeat the Black Knight.

The equipment imitating Javier is not just armor, but also weapons and protective gear.

The combined weight of the two is enough to offset the entire set of armor.

For ordinary people to shoulder this weight, both talent and hard work are needed.

So how did the owner of this armor die?

It can only be said that no matter how strong the armor is, it is still worn by people. According to the skills, when the owner of this armor arrived, the phenomenon of undead people had just begun to spread.

I don’t know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate that the owner of the armor is still an ordinary person.

Ordinary people are not like the undead.

Although the undead have the disadvantage of losing their human memories, they will not feel hungry, will not have a dry cough, their physical strength can be restored quickly, and they can even be resurrected.

Ordinary people need to eat when they are hungry, drink when they are thirsty, sleep when they are sleepy, and heal when they are injured... These are all flaws.

Killing him is easy with just a little effort.

Lin Hun declined to comment on his death. Times are different and environmental conditions are naturally different.

When the undead first broke out, ordinary people could be seen everywhere, and time was not independent, so naturally humans still had the mind to fight among themselves.

But the current environment.

Not to mention that there were few ordinary people and undead people dead, so how could they have the energy to do some tricks? They could just pick up their swords and do it.

This also reminded Lin Hun that it was time to prepare the detoxification supplies.

My undead body does not need food or drink. I have never tried external poisons, but they might be effective, so I still have to prepare in advance.

"I remember the merchant has some moss balls that can detoxify. I'll have to go get some when the time comes."

Pick out the valuable equipment and put them into the waist bag of Seven-Colored Stone, and leave the less valuable equipment here for now and come back to get it after the matter is resolved.

"Are you ready? Are you ready to go?"

Seeing Lin Hun walk out of the room, the undead man who had been leaning against the wall and guarding outside the door asked.

"I'm ready, let's go, success or failure depends on this."

When Lin Hun came out, all his weapons and armor had been updated. Among the many shields, he chose an iron-shaped shield, which had special powers attached to it.

Lin Hun's sword only left a white mark, and the defensive effect was quite outstanding.

There is nothing much to say about the weapon. It is just an ordinary broadsword. As a straight sword with a wide blade, it weakens the stabbing ability and strengthens the slashing effect.

I just don't know if I can break the Black Knight's defense. If I can kill Lin Hun, I still want to kill the Black Knight directly and harvest his soul to strengthen myself.

It’s not that I don’t want to pick some good weapons, but the “garbage dump” is worthy of being called a “garbage dump”. There is not a single good weapon with a name or a reputation. Most of them have been in disrepair for a long time and are rotten inside, making them completely unusable in battle.

This broadsword is the best one that Lin Hun has carefully selected.

In order to avoid accidentally getting touched by the "garbage dump" and affecting its effects, Lin Hun stood up and kept a distance from it.

He took out some repair powder from his waist bag and sprinkled it on his head.

As the crystal light powder fell, the armor, long sword and the broadsword he had just obtained were all covered with repair light powder.

The scene at that time was nothing short of magical. Under the effect of the repair light powder, the damaged sword body underwent visible changes, as if time was reversed and it was growing and recovering out of thin air.

The inevitable abrasions at the joints of the armor and the scratches from rubbing against the wall can all be restored as long as there are problems, and the effect is as good as a campfire.

Just by experiencing the repair light powder for the first time, Lin Hun understood that the most special things in the Dark Souls world might be these strange and weird props.

Lin Hun could tell how to make weapons just by touching them, but this item did not require any craftsmanship.

It seems that it is beyond Lin Hun's ability to judge, which cuts off one of his ways to make money.

Back to the present, the undead man hesitated when he saw Lin Hun's appearance.

"Well, do you want to put on the Javier suit? I can wait. Although I hate wooden heads, your armor looks too fragile. You might not be able to withstand a sword."

Lin Hun is the only hope of the undead at the moment, so naturally he doesn’t want to see his hopes dashed in vain.

There were no harsh words, but rather unexpected concern. Regardless of the motive, Lin Hun still appreciated the kindness.

“Do you have a bonfire near here?”

"No, at least not that I remember. Most of the bonfires were destroyed by the soldiers."

"Then there's no need to wait any longer. Although the Javier suit is sturdy, without a campfire to help adjust the size, this suit of armor will only be a burden and affect my movements."

It was a reasonable explanation, and the immortal man just mentioned it. Lin Hun's reasoning convinced him and he said no more.

"You just stand here and watch. I'll go deal with the Black Knight. You find a time to go into the alley. I can probably hold you for three minutes. After that, I will run away immediately regardless of whether you come out or not. Do you understand?"

"3 minutes? Isn't this too short?"

"5 minutes?"

"Okay!" After hearing that the time had been extended almost twice, the undead man gritted his teeth and agreed.