The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 665 - 499 Palm-Sized Armor_2

Chapter 665: Chapter 499 Palm-Sized Armor_2

"This technology must have been lost by now."

Lind could already imagine what the Undead would do when they got such armor.

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Lord Lind, who greatly enjoyed viewing outfits, did not refuse an interesting visual feast, saving the world was tiring, and one must relax occasionally.

He pocketed the palm-sized armor and continued his journey of exploration.

The door ahead was stuck.

Lind thought about it and did not kick it open, instead, he raised a finger and a flame emerged from his fingertip, swiftly drawing a circle on the door like a welder.

Boom, a circular hole was burned through the door.

Upon entering, it turned out that a collapsed room blocked the door, one end of the beam had fallen to the ground, breaking the barrier between the underground and the upper level.

A warm light emitted from his body, illuminating the inner space.

It seemed to be a special study.

Due to the collapse losing half of the space, but the remaining half still had a table with three spread out parchments on it.

Time had eroded this place, as the parchments were already frail. Lind gently waved his hand to brush off the dust, fortunately, unlike some treasure-hunting movies, just air movement would not cause the entire room to collapse.

"What is this? A cipher, a recipe?"

Lind looked at the records on them, which were some special materials. Considering their relation to the Furnace and the mysterious Alchemy, he had reason to believe that these were recipes for using the Furnace.

Unfortunately, many of the items recorded were unfamiliar to him; most likely, as times changed, they had either changed names or completely vanished from the world. An even greater possibility was that Lord Lind truly did not recognize them.

Even someone as strong as him couldn’t possibly understand every creature and material from three continents, plus Magic Land, totaling four worlds, and these materials even included those from before and after the calamity mutated conditions.

"This grand task is better left to the Undead."

Lind had no intention of tasting various herbs then recording them, but starting a collection book, allowing the Undead to search for and record information, then finding someone to validate and organize it, was indeed feasible.

At this stage, the function of the Undead was merely as tools, one couldn’t really rely on them in battle, the gap in strength was too great, and this group’s speed in switching sides was too fast.

After jotting down the recipe, Lind took another look around but only found a bottle of peculiar potion, which had dried up. The substance inside resembled mold, and it was most likely unsafe to consume.

Even Magic Potions expire.

After leaving this room, Lind continued searching and finally saw a small platform with a unique design, covered in cracks.

"Do spiders leave webs everywhere?"

Ordinary living beings here would turn into blocks of ice in a short moment, even a Great Knight would enter a continuous bleeding state, inevitably dying.

The flame provided no heat, only better lighting.

With curiosity, Lind approached the peculiar small platform, assured that this was the "Furnace" he had been searching for, unfortunately, it was a damaged Furnace.

He raised his right hand, and the gauntlet, like a moth with burning wings, flapped and flew away, exposing Lind’s right hand.

After searching in his Ghost Cloak, Lind found a fox he had hunted and skinned at some unknown time.

"At that time, I even said this fox was pretty enough to make a scarf."

Using the fox’s tail to brush the Furnace, dusting off dust and cobwebs, he wasn’t sure if this thing could still function, but after all the hard work to find a chance to drink the new Magic Potion, one can never be too cautious.

Lind’s control over his body had reached an extreme; otherwise, he wouldn’t treat injuries as trivially as trimming nails, allowing himself to be stabbed over a dozen times, he could judge that the other party was only lightly injured.

Everything ready, Lind tried using the Furnace, facilitating the contact between his soul and the Furnace by using Spiritual Power.

He wasn’t a Wizard or studied Magic, but when it came to soul contact, he was quite proficient; a deep blue light emerged from his palm.

His right hand, glowing blue, gently pressed on the small platform of the Furnace, and the next moment, light burst forth.

...

Rumbling.

Enstad Continent, bustling ice and snow mountains.

A beam of light suddenly shot into the sky, initially very thin, but within just two or three breaths, the beam of light suddenly expanded, like a stick abruptly enlarging, punching through the clouds in the sky.

The clouds in the sky rotated clockwise.

Storms roared, the earth shook, and the oceans surged.

Some things within these mountains were affected by the sudden appearance of the light beam.

"Ga Ga!"

An eagle-shaped demon beast spread its wings and flew toward the mountaintop, looking in the direction of the light pillar.

"Screech!"

More and more eagle-shaped demon beasts flew out, clustering densely. As time passed, their numbers increased so much that one snowy peak turned into a dark bird peak.

Suddenly, the light pillar disappeared.

The eagle-shaped demon beasts’ eyes flickered with ferocity as they charged toward the snowy mountain peak.

...

Lind looked up at the ceiling, the light pillar penetrated the ruined fortress above his head, ignoring physical collisions, just like a signal shooting into the outside world.

He couldn’t afford to care about that now; he looked at the object he held in his hand.

A bottle of strange Magic Potion.

He had a detailed formula for Magic Potion, a precise composition, and arranged everything in order like setting a plate, only for the furnace to instantly combine everything together, resulting in this bizarre Magic Potion whose nature he couldn’t even determine.

Bubbling with black bubbles.

"A Legendary Level Heart of Calamity wasted just like that?"

The potion was different from the ones recorded, Lind dared not drink it.

He feared that drinking it might kill him instantly, or even worse, turn him into some kind of monstrous calamity.

"I don’t have many Legendary Level Hearts of Calamity left on me, if these are all wasted, am I supposed to go back and lick the Abyss?"

He didn’t mind licking the Abyss, as long as the benefits were sufficient, he could bear any humiliation.

The only problem was that the Abyss probably couldn’t offer any more Legendary Level Hearts of Calamity; these items, luxurious enough for making an Abyss Sovereign, each took flesh cutting from the body of the Abyss.

Making an Abyss Sovereign, the Abyss could regenerate even if the Sovereign died, but to waste a Heart of Calamity was truly a loss.

Lind secured the dark Magic Potion, planning to later find some creature with strong life force to see its effects, then he started using the furnace for the second time.

After all, it was direct use of power nearly at Divine level, not just brewing Magic Potion, some deviations were expected.

After placing all materials properly, this time he did not brew the Legendary Level Molten Flame Knight Path Magic Potion, thinking about brewing this batch first, as he already possessed the Melted Armor, and no power suited the Molten Flame Knight more.

Since a mistake had occurred, it was time to cut his losses and try something else.

Storm Knight, Undead Knight, and Dragon Knight.

"I need to experiment with all four."

He set aside the Legendary Level Storm Knight Path Magic Potion, then pressed his right hand on the furnace again.

"I can control it!"

This broken furnace, with faults, was a gamble.

Light flickered, and another light pillar surged into the sky.

More and more eagle-shaped demon beasts gathered outside, while Lind had already successfully obtained a Storm Knight Path Magic Potion that was hard to verify if successful.

The good news was that it didn’t look too bad, not as terrible as the Molten Flame Knight, maybe non-toxic.

Ever since then, the furnace constantly trembled and rattled.

"It’s going to break."

Lind made a decisive decision, he definitely wanted to brew the Undead Knight Path Magic Potion, not for anything else, as it suited him well since it was almost unkillable, the perfect match for a Ranger Knight.

To be agile with output, having more health is fundamental, a theory equally applicable to the Mage profession.

Stand, to keep outputting!

The third Magic Potion was no different from the second.

Taking advantage of the furnace not yet collapsing, Lind immediately remade a Molten Flame Knight Path Magic Potion, this time with fair results.

Crack!

It began to crack.

Three out of four wouldn’t do.

He also made the Dragon Knight Path Magic Potion.

In total, he gathered four unverified Legendary Path Magic Potions and one waste material.