Fortunately, Lin Li did not intend to settle accounts with him for the time being. After glaring at him, he took out two glass bottles and some strange herbs from his pocket and busied himself there.
But, it was only temporary …
That was half a black lotus, not half a piece of black bread. Lin Li's teeth itched with hatred at the thought of it. How could he let Argus have a good life?
If this guy hadn't forced him into a corner, how could he have been willing to use that half a black lotus? He was in the midst of a fierce battle, and the conditions at the time were simple and crude. There were no auxiliary materials at all, and he relied on the natural high temperature of the Fire Plume Ridge to heat it up and concoct a bottle of Colorful Potion.
Strictly speaking, that thing could not even be called a potion.
It was just a dracaena and half a black lotus crushed, slightly heated by the natural high temperature of the Fire Plume Ridge, and swallowed by Lin Li.
There was no other way; Argus was too pressuring at that time.
The power of a level-16 Archmage was not something Lin Li could contend with at all. In that kind of near-desperate battle, it would be Amitabha if he could save his life. How could he have the time to concoct a bottle of perfect Colorful Potion?
"What a waste, what a waste!" When Lin Li thought of this, he suddenly felt a pain in his liver. This was not concocting a potion; this was committing a crime! Half a black lotus could produce such a little Colorful Potion. If there was enough time and enough auxiliary materials, he could concoct ten bottles of Colorful Potion with the same black lotus, and the effect would be far better than the previous juice.
But this was the only way. From the beginning of the battle, Lin Li had decided to do so. He had no other choice. The gap of three levels had exceeded Lin Li's limit. Apart from the Colorful Potion that could bring a short period of magical immunity, Lin Li could not think of any other way to defeat this unprecedentedly powerful opponent.
From the beginning of the battle, Lin Li had never thought of defeating Argus with his strength. His bet was all on the Colorful Potion. It seemed that he had no power to fight back, but in fact, he was secretly doing something shady. Lin Li took advantage of almost every chance he had to catch his breath. He quietly extracted the juice, stealthily used the temperature to heat it up, and finally, quietly stuffed it into his mouth …
To be honest, this was probably Lin Li's biggest failure in concocting a potion ever since he became a pharmacist. After using half a black lotus, he only managed to concoct such a colorful potion, and it was a substandard one at that. If it had been any other time, he would have been so embarrassed that he would have banged his head against the wall.
However, it was precisely these defective goods that saved his life.
If not for these defective goods, Lin Li would have been killed by those 10 Arcane Missiles long ago. How could he be alive and kicking now?
After ten Arcane Missiles, the outcome was already decided.
Sean's outburst was just an accident. Even without the earth-shaking disaster and Sean's sudden outburst, Lin Li still had 100% confidence to defeat Argus. The Colorful Potion brought ten seconds of magical immunity. For a Magic Shooter, there were too many things that could be done in ten seconds.
This was the secret of Lin Li's resurrection. Although Argus was an Archmage and had dabbled in some knowledge of pharmaceutics, how could he have thought that he was facing a pharmaceutics guru?
What Lin Li had just done was unimaginable to Argus. Even if it was Andoine, he would not be able to understand it. Concocting a potion in a fierce battle and a simple environment where he could lose his life at any time? What a joke …
Of course, even if Argus wanted to know about such a complicated process, Lin Li was not interested in explaining it to him. He just secretly noted down this account first. When he had time in the future, he would slowly talk to this Mr. Argus. As for before that, it was better to concoct the Soaring Potion first …
The juice of the rootless grass was extracted, but it appeared to be a little cloudy in the crystal clear beaker. Lin Li released a Flaming Hands while quickly adding a few black lotus petals into the beaker. The entire process was shockingly fast. As soon as he moved his fingers, the cloudy juice began to boil. Almost at the same time, a few black lotus petals fell into the beaker, and instantly emitted a faint white mist.
Although the Soaring Potion was a Master Recipe, the concoction process was not complicated. The only requirement was speed. The Mana contained in the Rootless Grass was very unstable, especially when it was being heated. If one was even slightly slower, they might fail.
However, this was not a big problem for Lin Li. A pharmacist who had broken through the realm of a guru was already technically perfect. Even if he broke through the realm of a Divine Smith, there would not be much improvement. The gap between a guru and a Divine Smith lay in the understanding of the essence of potions, not the superiority of skills.
A bottle of Soaring Potion was not a problem for Lin Li at all. In a daze, he had already completed this bottle of guru potion. The sky blue mist pervaded the beaker, and it looked full of a dreamy aura. The Soaring Potion in the beaker was divided into two parts. One was poured into a glass bottle for storage, and the other was left in the beaker for it to cool down. Half a bottle of Soaring Potion was enough for a distance of less than 100 meters. It would be a waste to use too much.
When Lin Li poured it into the glass bottle that had been prepared earlier, Argus, who was at the side, was completely stunned.
He could not understand what that guy was doing at all. He knew the beaker and the herbs, but what was he doing by putting the herbs into the beaker, and then heating it with the Flaming Hands?
"What … What is he doing?" Argus first squeezed out a somewhat ingratiating smile, and after making sure that Sean would not do anything to him for the time being, he asked cautiously.
"Preparing the potion." Sean's expression was very proud. Even a slow person like him knew how proud it was to be the attendant of a pharmacist.
"…" Argus was speechless. If he had not considered that he was now a useless person, he would have spat on this blockhead's face.
Damn it, you can't be so insulting, can you? I'm a level-16 Archmage, after all, and have received advanced magic education. Although I'm a little disheveled now, my IQ is still above the normal level, right? You squeeze some herbal juice into the beaker, and then heat it with the Flaming Hands, and you say that you're preparing a potion? Then can I lie on the ground and say that I raped the Goddess of Earth?
This blockhead's brain is indeed a little abnormal …
Argus looked at Sean, and then at Lin Li in the distance. He thought admiringly that it was not easy for two psychopaths to get together …
Then, he was stunned …
Because he suddenly saw that psychopath named Felic pouring the contents of the beaker into his mouth.
"Oh my God, he really drank it …" Argus was dumbfounded. Is this guy really stupid? Taking out some strange herbs, heating them with the Flaming Hands, and then pouring them directly into his mouth. Does this guy really think he's a potion master? At the same time of surprise, Argus was also secretly delighted. Let's drink it. It's best if something happens to him, then I'll have a chance to escape …
Unfortunately, before he could think of how to escape, Lin Li had already flown up …
"Damn it …"
Under Argus' dull gaze, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up, and then he saw the guy who seemed to be a psychopath riding this gust of wind, flying towards the burning palace in the sky at an alarming speed.
"This, this, this … What's going on?" Argus was so scared that he sat on the ground, and almost went crazy on the spot. He rubbed his eyes desperately, trying to prove that all this was actually a hallucination. Are you kidding me? A Magic Shooter who can fly?
Then, Argus found that he really was not hallucinating. Just as he rubbed his eyes, the guy who seemed to be a psychopath had turned into a black spot and landed gently on the steps of the Flame Palace …
Even wrapped in two layers of Fire Salamandrid leather armor, Lin Li could still feel the scorching temperature. When his feet stepped on the steps, he could clearly feel a huge magical wave emanating from the depths of the palace. It was a kind of almost substantial pressure, as if a boulder was pressing on his body. No matter how he struggled, he could not straighten his back.
As soon as his feet stepped on the steps, Lin Li knew that it was not going to end well. The pressure was so huge that even with his strength as a Magic Shooter, there was no room for resistance at all.
"F * ck, something's weird …" At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Li's mind. He even wanted to leave this damn place immediately while the effect of the Soaring Potion was still in effect.
Just as Lin Li hesitated, the Torrent of Elements Ring on his hand suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
With the radiance of this dazzling light, Lin Li suddenly felt his body lighten. The huge pressure from before suddenly became gentle. Although it was still irresistible, the feeling it brought to Lin Li was completely different. It was full of hostility before, but now it seemed extremely gentle. He even faintly heard a voice coming from the depths of the palace, constantly calling him …
Then, the vermilion door suddenly opened.
A red carpet extended from the depths of the palace all the way to Lin Li's feet. When Lin Li stepped on it with some trepidation, he felt as if he was stepping on fine silk. The interior of the palace was a scene of splendor. There were pure gold candlesticks, bright silver decorations, and smooth and warm moonstone floor tiles. Even a strand of hair could be seen clearly.
Everything in the palace was filled with an extravagant aura. When Lin Li walked along the red silk, he felt as if he was in a dream. Such extravagant decorations should not appear in reality at all. Looking at the diamonds inlaid on the ceiling, he could only see a sea of sparkling stars from afar, just like the stars in the night sky.
Under the bright starlight, there was an even more dazzling thing.
It was a golden hammer. When Lin Li first saw it, he knew where the pressure he had felt before came from. It was this golden hammer. The endless magical wave emitted from it made Lin Li, who was close to the realm of an Archmage, shiver.
The power contained in it was so strong that the feeling it brought to Lin Li was not inferior to that of a Legendary-mage. Whether it was the powerful Macklin or Argus, who had once made Lin Li despair, compared to this hammer, it was like the difference between a firefly and the sun.
When Lin Li stepped on the soft red carpet and slowly walked towards the hammer, he even felt that his palms were slightly wet.
The hammer was lying there quietly. Lin Li only needed to bend down and he would be able to pick it up in his hands …
"Pervert! You have no manners, touching me so casually … "
"…" At this moment, Lin Li really thought that he had seen a living ghost …
"What are you standing there for? Put me down quickly!"
"It's … It's you talking?" For a moment, Lin Li was really stunned. He looked at the hammer that was struggling desperately in his hand and stammered out a sentence after a long time.
"Nonsense!" While snorting, the hammer struggled fiercely again. "Hey, did you hear what I said?"
"I heard, I heard …" Lin Li nodded absent-mindedly, but his hand did not let go. On the contrary, he held the hammer even tighter.
This was probably the legendary saying that when a bird grows big, it can have all kinds of forests …
Lin Li was really dumbfounded. Before he picked up this hammer, who would have thought that it could not only jump and scold people? When Lin Li held it in his hand, he really did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hey …"
"Oh, oh, oh. Put you down, right?" After being urged again, Lin Li suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly put down the hammer in his hand again. After carefully considering his words, Lin Li asked with a cautious look, "This … How should I address you? Mr. Hammer or something else? "
"What Mr. Hammer? It's so unpleasant …" After being put down, Mr. Hammer seemed to be in a much better mood. Although his tone was dissatisfied, he did not curse, which was rare. He only told Lin Li very unhappily, "You can call me Moradin. By the way, kid, you seem to be a human?"
"Yes, I am a human …"
"Strange, why would humans come here? Weren't they all hanged by that idiot Osric …"
"Oh … Oh what?" Lin Li was shocked, and even stuttered a little. "You mean Osric? You know Highlord Osric? "
"Nonsense …"
"…" This sentence fell into his ears, and Lin Li almost bit his tongue. "Then what is this place?"
"This is the Eternal Furnace, Osric's private forging workshop."
"…" At this moment, Lin Li only felt that his brain was buzzing non-stop.
He finally remembered …
There was such a story in Osric's legend. In his later years, this amazing highlord became interested in forging skills again, so he sent out the Magic Legion and conquered the Dark Iron Dwarves. Countless Dark Iron Dwarves' craftsmen were sent into his palace, and they demonstrated forging skills for him day and night. In just a short year, the highlord's forging skills broke through to the level of a Master.
There had always been such a rumor in Anril, and that was that when Osric conquered the Dark Iron Dwarves, he also took away their holy relic, Mjolnir, that had been passed down for generations.
Moradin … Moradin …
Didn't this name mean Mjolnir's Hammer in the dwarven language?
Looking at this strange hammer, Lin Li suddenly felt his scalp go numb …
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