Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 191: Soul Merchant

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something..." Lin Li smiled badly with a hammer in his hand: "In addition to being a crappy warrior, I am also a good blacksmith. You should know the blacksmith? So I advise you to be honest. If you really want to annoy me, I will throw you into the furnace to see if the legendary Thor's Hammer will be melted.

As Lin Li spoke out, the strange hammer in his hand suddenly stopped struggling. After a long time, Lin Li heard a dry voice: "You...what do you want to know?"

"Your origin." After Lin Li smiled and said Mimi, he kindly reminded: "Attention-it's your real origin, not a **** of Thor's Hammer. I really don't know how you are. Think about it, before you install Thor’s Hammer, you don’t even look in the mirror first? Look at yourself, your whole body is pitted, more handicapped than those old prostitutes who have received customers for decades, so you dare to claim to yourself Dark iron dwarf holy thing, do you have a sense of shame?"

"Forget it, stop talking nonsense, just be honest by yourself, I'm really impatient

"You are right, I am not a holy thing..." After a long silence, the hammer finally spoke: "I am just a soul imprisoned."

"En." Lin Li nodded, motioning for it to continue.

"There is one thing I must clarify. Regarding the mark of dawn on your hand, I really just want to borrow it. There is no malice at all." Maybe it's really afraid of being thrown into the furnace. This time the hammer has finally become Be honest. Before answering Lin Li’s question, I have not forgotten to defend myself first: "My origin is a long and long story, and it has nothing to do with this matter. If you must know, I I can tell you last, and before that. You can call me Conneris, this is my name before Osrick was killed."

"Well, Conneris, tell me first, what is your purpose for this morning mark?"

"I need it to control the Forge of Eternity."

"Can it control the Eternal Forge?"

"Yes, you should know the origin of the mark of dawn. It belongs to High Lord Osrik, as far as I know. During Osrik's death, this ring almost never left his body, even if it was twelve thousand. Today, a hundred years later, there is still a trace of Osrik’s mental power on it. To a certain extent, it is equivalent to the inheritance of the spiritual brand of the high lord. This is why you can pass the ashes safely. The reason for the door."

"Which trace of mental power is still there?" Lin Li was a little puzzled. He remembered that before the duel with Cromwell, he had also incorporated a spiritual imprint into it, and because of this, he understood the secret of the ring, according to common sense. Say. There shouldn't be two spiritual imprints on a piece of magic equipment, otherwise, just like Hongxing going out of the wall, something will happen.

"Are you trying to say that you also left your own spiritual mark on it?" Conneris did not answer directly, but instead asked Lin Li a question. {First reading}

"En..."

"This is actually not a contradiction. If I'm not mistaken, what you have. It is just the mark of the morning dawn in an incomplete form, and what you master is only a small part of the power, the spirit of Osrik , Still sleeping in the depths of the Mark of Dawn, otherwise, your strength will not be so weak. It is no exaggeration to say that fully grasping the power of the Mark of Dawn is almost equivalent to another Osrik!"

"Damn it. ^^^^ Is it so powerful?"

Connorris said this sentence. Lin Li almost didn't bite his tongue when he was in the Nightmare Mountains. Lin Li knew that this was a powerful piece of magic equipment, but he didn't dare to imagine that this thing would be so powerful, what is the concept of another Osrik? That is a person who can fight against the seven legendary powerhouses by one person, and can be defeated. If he really has such power, even if he swept the entire kingdom of Flange with his hand, it is definitely not a myth.

"I know you don't believe it, but in fact it is so powerful. Let me tell you the truth. One thousand or two hundred years ago, I died under the power of the mark of dawn."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." It was about being evoked from the sad past. When Connorris said this, his mood was a little low. After a long silence, he continued: "Actually, this That's why I borrowed this mark of dawn from you."

"What's the reason?"

"It can save me from this **** hammer, and it can also give me a new body."

"New body?"

"Yes." Connorris' voice sounded a little proud: "What I want to tell you now is a real secret. Apart from Osrik himself, I am afraid that only I will know. During the decades when the soul was imprisoned, I witnessed almost everything Osrik did, and he was not wary of me, and sometimes even told me some of his thoughts, and this secret , Osrik told me personally."

Lin Li almost subconsciously held his breath. He instinctively believed that what he was about to hear would be an earth-shattering secret.

"The true eternal melting pot is not for forging, but for creating life..."

"What did you say?" Lin Li almost spit out.

"How much do you know about the high elves?" Connorris still didn't answer the question.

"High Elf?" Lin Li was asked inexplicably. After reminiscing for a long time, he said one by one what he had seen in the book, adding a few words of his own opinion from time to time. It took nearly ten minutes to answer this question.

"These lunatics even think that they are gods." In the end, Lin Li concluded with this sentence.

"So there is an eternal melting pot." Connorris' voice sounded unhurried.

Lin Li swallowed his saliva: "Don't you want to tell me that Osrik's goal of establishing the eternal furnace is to prove that he is a god?"

"You guessed it right."

"He is crazy..."

"He's not crazy." Connorris' voice was not loud. But he was very certain: "Yes, Osrik did a lot of unexpected things in his later years, killing 100,000 humans overnight, conquering the Dark Iron Dwarves for temporary interest, and building huge ones for himself. Mausoleum. But I can tell you with certainty that Osrik is not crazy, on the contrary-in his old age, he is more sober than ever. Do you know why he killed those 100,000 humans?"

"How would I know..." Lin Li rolled his eyes, wondering how a normal person like Lao Tzu could understand Osrik's abnormal thoughts?

"Because it takes a lot of soul samples to create life."

"Abnormal..."

"Yes, this guy is really a pervert." Conneris cursed excitedly, and then sighed helplessly: "But you have to admit. Osrik is not an ordinary Abnormal. At that time, even I thought that it was impossible to create life, but no one thought that after only ten years of burning the novel, Osrik almost succeeded..."

Lin Li frowned: "Why is it almost?"

"Because strictly speaking. The things he created cannot be called life..."

"What exactly did he create?"

"I don't know what it is..." Connorris's answer is a bit inexplicable: "I only know that after this failure, Osrik became a little nervous, often inexplicably manic, many An important member of the Magic Legion was killed by him during that time. After he calmed down, Osrik would regretfully kneel in front of the dead body to confess. In the place of confession, he most often The one thing I said was-I'm sorry, I don't want to be like this, but, but he will be back soon..."

"What is the origin of the him Osrik said?"

"I don’t know, Osrik never said it. I just remember that after failing to create life, Osrik became like a different person, looting the wealth of other races frantically and using it Have you heard of the huge mausoleum? At least hundreds of thousands of humans died when the mausoleum was built. It’s impossible that your human books are not recorded..."

"Well, I have heard of some. ^^^^"

"How about, are you interested in that mausoleum?" Connorris is indeed a monster who has been with Osrik for hundreds of years. At this time, he has not forgotten to lure Linli: "If you are interested . I can give you some clues. In exchange for the mark of dawn, what do you think?"

"Not very good!" Lin Li replied in an angry tone. He was really made so angry and funny by this guy. When is it, he hasn't forgotten to seduce himself.

Unfortunately, I chose the wrong target. Lin Li knows how much he has. How can anyone enter the tomb of the lord? Without the strength of the Magic Guild or the Adventurer's Guild, you can't even think about it, various mechanisms and traps, and maybe there are countless curses waiting for you...

Besides, what can just some clues do? If I really want a clue, I went to Medellin, so I need to exchange it with you?

"It's a pity..." Connorris was not discouraged, but he said to himself: "When the tomb was built, Osrik came to the Forge of Eternity for the last time, that time I I saw with his own eyes that he used the essence of earth elements, added a pile of steel, and the incomparable magic pattern to create something similar to life."

"What is it?"

"This thing..." Connorris hesitated: "I don't know how to describe it. In short, it is a very strange thing, without its own consciousness, not to mention its own soul. It is purely the most primitive. Instinct, even when its creator Osrik attacked it, he dared to resist!"

"Oh..." Lin Li nodded, and did not continue to question.

He has already understood, the essence of the earth element, the extremely hard steel, and the complex mysterious earth magic pattern. Isn't this the necessary condition for making a puppet? Lin Li remembers clearly that one of the branches of alchemy is specialized in puppet manufacturing. It is said that after reaching the level of the master craftsman, the puppets created are even comparable to ancient Titan giants.

But this has nothing to do with Lin Li. He has never chosen any branch. To a certain extent, he is a very traditional alchemist, walking the path of the king of the alchemy circle. The reason for this choice, It is entirely to match the inscription literature, the compound inscriptions of the grandmaster level, plus the alchemy array of the grandmaster level, can almost be described as omnipotent.

Most of the puppet knowledge he knows is heard from his colleagues. It's okay to coax laymen. When it comes to the high-end field of life creation, he is not much better than Sean...

"The biggest shortcoming of these creations is that they don't have their own soul, but for me, this has become the biggest advantage, because I have been dedicated to soul research when I was alive."

"Dedicated to the study of the soul?" Lin Li frowned, and asked with some doubts: "Are you a necromancer in your lifetime?"

"No, no, no...How can such a low-level profession as a necromancer be worthy of the noble status of this hammer, tell you the truth, I am in the soul business, as long as the price is right, any kind of soul can be found Let me talk about it, whether it is lowly, noble, dirty, pure... Are you interested?"

"Damn, devil?"

"Wrong, you should call me the great soul merchant, the great philanthropist Mr. Conneris."

"Bah, the devil is the devil, what kind of philanthropist, great soul merchant, doing this kind of wicked business, you deserve to be killed by Osrik..."

"You are too sympathetic..."

"Sympathize with a demon? What are you kidding?"

"Look at me like this, can you call it a demon?"

"You mean, do you want to create a puppet to transfer your soul?"

"Yes, yes! How about it, can you help me? I've been waiting for this day for a long time. This **** hammer is so terrible. I really want to walk on my legs in my dreams. ……"

"What benefit can you give me?"

Connorris hesitated for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ seems to have finally made up his mind: "As long as you can help me, I will tell you the way to control the eternal melting pot!"

"No, you first told me how to control the eternal melting pot, and I will help you create a new body. You must not make a mistake about this order."

"..." Although somewhat reluctant, in the face of the only opportunity, the great soul merchant had to lower his noble head: "The deal, I hope you have the final say!"

"Don't worry, sincerely, although I am not a **** soul businessman, I still understand the truth."

"Okay, I believe you!"

"You can only believe in me..." Lin Li curled his lips and didn't give Connorris any face. The matter was obvious. The mark of dawn was its only hope. If it missed this opportunity, it didn't know it would have to wait thousands more In 2017, with such a big handle in his hand, how could Lin Li be polite with it? Anyway, this guy is a demon, and Lin Li really has no psychological burden to blackmail.

One person walked through the corridor with one hammer, and soon came to a closed door.