Chapter 82
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Chapter 82: Rise Up Against the Owl!
"Uh!"
Inside the tower, on the first floor.
Two figures stood beside a body, one of them looking pained and holding their arms while groaning.
"Is this… the Death Gas Magic Potion?"
Yama looked at his gradually pale body and his cold right arm.
Gradually, he started to feel an invisible force surging within his body.
"It seems like the absorption was successful."
Night Song chuckled softly, he had plenty of materials left for the Magic Potion, and the remaining ones were easy to find.
So quickly contacted Malthus and made the second bottle of Death Gas Magic Potion.
It is worth mentioning.
Yama actually didn’t need to do the tasks at the Necromancy School, and he indeed didn’t do them.
Because as long as someone knows the recipe, others can simply copy it.
However.
If the tasks are not done, the subsequent rewards will definitely not be obtained.
For example, the skills of the Necromancy School and the bone finger used to summon Malthus.
At this moment, Malthus is controlling the body of a wild beast and looking at Yama.
"It seems that your friend is more talented than you."
Night Song heard this and snorted coldly, "I finished my task, so where’s my reward?"
The beast controlled by Malthus suddenly stood up and slowly extended a finger to touch Night Song’s forehead!
Ouch!
Yes, it was literally a painful stab!
The body controlled by Malthus was a tiger’s body, and its sharp claws directly pierced Night Song’s skin!
Shortly after, a special memory rushed into Night Song’s mind!
Soon he learned how to condense death energy into a weapon!
"Consider this a lesson. If my consciousness inhabits a creature like this again, I’ll just pop your head off next time."
Night Song’s mouth twitched.
Did you specify which creature’s body to bring back from the dead?
"Got it. What about the next task?"
Malthus snorted, "Go get someone to successfully drink the Death Gas Magic Potion. After that, I will teach you how to further control the death gas."
With that, Malthus disappeared directly.
The body of the old tiger fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Yama couldn’t help but extend his right hand to examine it.
A black mist surrounded his arm, spiraling up until it gathered in his palm!
"Is this death gas?"
Night Song also swung his arm at the sound, and a dense black mist instantly spiraled from his arm to his palm!
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a long spear constantly emitting black smoke!
"That’s right, but your current death energy is too weak."
"There are only two ways to increase death energy: killing monsters or killing people."
"The former is slower but easier, while the latter is faster but riskier."
"Aside from these two methods, my tests show that soul lifespan also affects the power of death energy."
"The more soul lifespan you have, the stronger the death energy, and vice versa."
Yama looked at Night Song and asked, "How much soul lifespan do you have?"
Night Song pulled down his hood and replied, "Not much, just over seventy years."
"But I have a feeling that when my soul lifespan reaches a hundred years, my death energy will undergo a major transformation."
"As my soul lifespan dropped below ten years, the power of death was greatly weakened."
Yama laughed, "Interesting, if what you say is true, then soul lifespan is like the level of this game."
"The higher the level, the greater the damage of skills, and each decimal point is a huge breakthrough."
"The first time is ten years, the second time is a hundred years, the third time is a thousand years… the eighth time is a hundred million years."
Night Song’s purple eye twinkled, "Who cares, maybe this game doesn’t even set such a high limit."
"What will you do next? My task is done. Will you follow me, or find your own way out?"
Yama grinned at the remark, "Don’t you think, as the earliest player to change jobs, your only presence is that string of red names?"
Night Song frowned, "What do you mean?"
Yama responded, "Business people all know what is the most important thing for a person, the answer is reputation, and then comes strength."
"Fame means how many people know you, how famous your name is, and how popular you are."
"Reputation means if you are honest, keep your promises, and do good business."
"Only when you have these two qualities, can you succeed in a social circle."
Night Song sneered, "Ha, if I cared about this stuff, I wouldn’t have become a wrestler in my early years."
Yama shook his head with a smile, "What a pity, such a good opportunity, is now going to be handed over to those people."
"The people who are against you."
Night Song’s eyes welled up with tears as he heard this, "What do you mean, what are you trying to say?"
Yama revealed a mysterious smile, "This game has an interesting feature, it’s the server-wide announcement system."
"The server-wide announcement will appear in front of all players, and the mentioned ID will become very popular among players."
"For example, the group of people known as Holy Light, they have received server-wide announcements twice already."
"And right now, there is a perfect opportunity in front of you."
"It is the most fiercely debated Scheming Owl Lord online. If you can achieve the first kill of the Scheming Owl Lord, your skill will be acknowledged by everyone."
"At that time, the ID Night Song will represent not just a Red Named Player anymore."
"But a new top player."
"Interested in cooperating?"
After some thought, Night Song pondered for a moment, "You make it sound easy. If the Scheming Owl Lord is really that easy to defeat, how could it be our turn?"
Yama still smiling, said, "If you don’t try, how do you know there’s no chance?"
"Why are they able to do it, but not you? They don’t have much more than you, and you don’t have much less than them."
"Trying is always worth it, after all… what if?"
Night Song slowly clenched his fist, "What should I do?"
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On the other side, the Molten Fire Arsenal.
Hobbit watched Lu Qing swinging a sword and asked, "How does it feel? Is it easy to use?"
Lu Qing nodded, "It’s not bad, but… it can’t compare to the Violet Gold sword in that guy’s hand, right?"
Hobbit squinted, "The sword is my masterpiece, it has a threshold for ordinary people to use."
"People who are not from the War School and can wield the Violet Gold sword in battle are quite impressive characters."
"Besides, the effectiveness of a weapon depends on the person using it."
"If you hand over the Violet Gold sword to someone else, you will never think that the sword is powerful."
"To use a weapon well, the only way is to keep fighting and constantly train with your weapon!"
"Make it an extension of your arm, if you can reach that level, hehe."
"Let’s talk about it after you reach it."
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