The mysterious merchant Lynch focused on making the "Soul Trap Lamp" according to the drawings, and did not ask Feige about the fact that he had been asked to collect the "Babu Demon Skin", and Feige forgot about it. He watched as Lynch held the "Three Golds" with that metal prosthetic hand, melted them with only his own mana, and then used his mind to manipulate the process of shaping.

"No, I can't learn it at all. Feige gave up on unrealistic ideas. "You are a really cunning mage, and you are able to control all the spell casting process in your mind and not let it out at all. Even if it's just some runes and spells!"

Lynch raised his eyelids and said nothing, but Feige could see that little smug in his soul! Feige shook his head, since he couldn't steal school, let's take a look at the contents of the tent. The last time we talked a lot, I didn't take a good look at it - Feige certainly won't mention the fact that he was shy in his pocket last time.

Makeshift magic charms used to scam money filled several small chests, and there were potions and scrolls as well, but they were common and cheap. However, a long staff standing next to the shelf caught Feiqi's attention, and instead of releasing mana fluctuations, it was constantly absorbing, which was the complete opposite of ordinary magic items. So Feige walked over.

"It's for my own use, not for sale, and you'd better not touch it. Lynch didn't raise his eyelids, but he also knew what was going on here, and said casually. "That staff is dangerous, and if you get killed, you'll become undead. ”

"Wow, then I won't touch it, let's take a look here. Feige stared at Lynch's staff and realized that it was actually a combination of two items. Underneath was a black iron staff, which felt like it was already a complete staff, but its function was not yet known. The cloudy gray crystal ball at the top of the black iron staff was actually an independent item, and it was more delicate and powerful than the staff below. Feige stared at the crystal ball, his gaze penetrating deeply, and he saw that there seemed to be something locked inside the sphere, and the atmosphere of death was wrapped around it, and an eerie feeling came over him.

"Sure enough, it's an item related to undead creatures, and it's better to have less of this kind of thing. No matter how careful care may be, the living should be kept away from the dead, and there is practically no safe means to guarantee safe access. After Feiqi finished speaking, he thought that he was saying this as a priest, which was not quite in line with his current status as a demon, so he added: "Besides, souls that have been affected by necromancy will cause their quality to deteriorate, and they will not be sold for a good price in hell." ”

"The devil also hates the dead, and death can deter the devil and give me safety, which is why I wear the Necromantic Orb. And I usually hold the staff with a prosthetic leg, and the metal structure is not affected by the undead. ”

"Constructs? The moving metal golems also affect the mind, and as far as I know, the destruction of the souls of the living is still greater than that of the undead. So, hehe......" Feige pointed to Lynch's prosthetic hand, "I think your future is worrying! ”

"I'll try to avoid that. "Lynch is extremely fast at making magic items, and in just a moment, the work has been completed according to the drawings, even less than the time it took Feige to draw. "It can be seen that in order to keep it secret, you only give me a half-finished drawing, and it must be done by someone else, or even by yourself. So I set aside some surplus to make it easier for me to make it later, so that you don't make a mistake and ask me to make a second one. ”

Feige checked and made sure there was nothing wrong with the payment. "Is your staff really not for sale? Staying away from that staff is good for your health. ”

"I see you have a staff behind your back, right?

"Oh, you have a good eye, many devils think it's just a fighting stick. The only way to get this staff is to step over my corpse. Feiqi squinted, he noticed that Lynch didn't react to the words, and his soul was still as calm as ever, and it seemed to be a little too calm.

Could it be that he was preparing to go to the Grey Plane? Even the Devil said it was too dangerous, and would rather lower his rank than camp in the Grey Plane's forward camp. The native creatures of the gray plane are all evil guys with no mood swings and pure self-interest, is Lynch imitating them in advance?

It wasn't Feiqi's business, so when he was sure he couldn't buy the staff with the ball of the dead, he left with the half-finished Soul Trap Lamp. He had a feeling that the mage named Lynch should be able to return alive from the Grey Plane, and that he might have a chance to see him again.

In hell, dead people are so common, life is always a consumable in the eyes of the devil, and only souls that can be squeezed are worthy of attention. As he walked through the Bloodseller Bazaar, Feige saw that the three young mages from before him had been taken seriously. Not only did they become slaves, but they were also connected to a large group of slaves who had not been sold, guarded by a dozen barbed demons and a bone demon. They will soon set off, and nine times out of ten, they will go to some "torture field", and gradually release their soul power under torture, until there is nothing left, and the empty shell is thrown into the den of maggots.

Such people can be seen every day, and Feige is not bothered to save them at all, at most he remembers their appearance as a warning, and sympathizes with them in his heart, which is already the limit. As a demon of desire, he has more power and convenience in hell than these outsiders, and there is no need to arouse the suspicion of others by acting inappropriately for the sake of these people who voluntarily go to hell.

Lately, he has always felt that he has been watched, and sometimes out of the corner of his eye, he can see the figure of the servant disappearing in a flash, and it is very likely that this is sent by Kurdan to investigate the situation. Fei Qi thought about it for a moment, and thought that it was better to ignore these stalkers and watch as much as he wanted, anyway, after entering the camp tent, no one could see him.

After reading the Painted Leather Book and figuring out what the Mind Spender was, he now fully understood why Kuldan was so interested in him. The Deep Hell Purgatory must have misunderstood, and he was deceived by his own imaginary plot, believing that Feige was the henchman of the Devil's Lord Astimors, and that he was a different kind of lust. For now, at least for now, this is a good thing for Feige, who can use the misunderstanding to gain rare power to act independently. However, in the long run, a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding after all, and once Feige reveals his flaws, he is likely to get into trouble with the Deep Hell Purgatory.

"Hurry up and get the job done so that you can leave at any time without any burden. As soon as Feige returned to the camp, he found Kazmuk and ordered him to continue completing the Soul Trap Lantern. The fire dwarf had a vision, and he marveled at Lynch's craftsmanship for a moment, using many ornate and varied words of praise. I didn't expect that the fire dwarf, who had a muffled face all day, had such a large vocabulary, and could find a way to praise from the horns of hell. However, Feige did not come to the language class, he decisively showed the cold core, so Kazmuk obediently went to work.

Feige stared at him as always, but this time he looked like he was looking at the treasure's focus, and he could be slightly distracted and use the camp's tools to complete the anti-paralysis amulet. He carved the remaining runes in the space left by the fire dwarves, and then began to concoct the anti-paralyzing alchemy, and finally put it into the amulet. After the potion solidifies, the effect of this talisman can be fully realized.

Since becoming Fitch Hale, Fitch has hardly touched the alchemy tools. On the one hand, it was because the poison made by alchemy mutilated his body and made him feel palpitations, and on the other hand, he wanted to make a deal with the past owner of the body, "He is him, I am me".

But when you come into contact with alchemy, the familiarity is still there. The alchemy knowledge and skills that belonged to the former Feiqi Hale can still emerge and continue to help the current Feiqi. Fei Qi and Yan Rui, although one is in the Yongli Continent and the other is on the earth, they are soul twins after all. It is this fit that allows the current Fitch St. Hall to always exist.

Fei Qi knew in his heart that the complete "Yan Rui" was actually dead, just like the complete "Young Master Hall". The current self does not have the complete memory of Young Master Hall, nor does he have Yan Rui's. He must face up to the fact that he is not actually "Yan Rui", and certainly not "Young Master Hall", but "Feiqi", who is formed by the fusion of the souls of two twins.

Young Master Hall's is "me", and Yan Rui's is also "me". Having figured this out, he no longer rejects the use of alchemy. At first, he was a little rusty when he was alchemy, but with the more agile skills of the Desire Demon and the strong senses brought by Eagle Eye Meditation, Feige became more and more proficient. The complex steps in the recipe can also gradually become smooth, and the eyes of some craftsmen are attracted to it. Many of these people know more about alchemy than Feiqi, but their identities are different after all.

"I didn't expect the commander to even understand this! Don't be lazy in the future, don't be lazy!"

After all the preliminary steps of the alchemy reaction are done, the rest of the work is left to time and slow alchemy reaction. "Watch these things, don't let anyone steal them! If you lose a drop, I want your head!"

While Feige was intimidating the craftsman, a rapid gong suddenly sounded outside, and the clatter noise sounded like it was ringing in his ears. The Devil's Camp has its own early warning and communication system, and the bells are heard far away, but the information is simple, usually to convene meetings; the horns and drums are used to mobilize the army for some simple assembly, sortie, defense, and retreat; flags are only used in the middle of the battle, after all, they can only be seen with the eyes, not heard by the ears.

The range of the gong is minimal and there is not much room for variation, so it is only used in one situation: the camp is under attack! Feige immediately rushed out, the Pit Sword already in his hand, and the other hand holding the cat-teasing stick. "Heavenly, heavenly!" a barbed demon shouted to Fitch. Following the direction of its finger, Feige saw a black cloud of countless flying insects, about the size of a basketball court, rapidly pressing down from thirty meters in the air.

The previous camp commander, how did the ice demon die? I remember it was a swarm of insects flying in the sky, and there was a spider-like thing hidden in it, wrapped in it, and then died. Feige immediately raised his vigilance to the highest level, and flew directly to the battle position as fast as he could. "What are the anti-aircraft crossbows doing? Wait for death! Shoot, shoot me!"

"But what ...... do crossbow arrows do to small bugs?"

The barb demon who said this was cut off by Feige, and he could never finish the sentence again. Before, the Ice Demon wanted to directly deal with this swarm with his strong combat power, but Fei Qi didn't have such thoughts. He rushed into the position not so that the crossbow could fire, but for the special ammunition stacked next to the trebuchet!

Demons are not immune to fire, but most are immune, so the camp prepares a large number of fire charges for trebuchetsets, including a few particularly expensive ones with explosive effects. As a responsible camp commander, Feige knew exactly which box contained this explosive flame bomb, so he pounced on it.

The swarm of flying insects turned a corner, ignoring the other targets, and chased after Feiqi, whose flight speed was on par with that of the Desire. Fei Qi didn't want to follow in the footsteps of the Ice Demon, he grabbed the leather-wrapped stone projectile and threw it at the swarm without hesitation, and at the same time shot a powerful lightning bolt at the stone projectile with the Pit Divine Sword!

The loud roar deafed Feige instantly, so all he saw was the tumbling flames, the violent flashes, and the swarm of insects that burned in an instant. The blastwave of flames spread in all directions, and in an instant the camp was in chaos. Barbs roll on the ground, piled up goods flying around. Fortunately, the leather that wraps the projectile is fireproof, and the bad demons are desperately trying to prevent the cannonball from a chain explosion for their own survival. They were originally muddy bodies, but now they lay on the ground, as little impact as possible, and then reached out and grabbed the leather bag.

In the flames, Feige stood firmly, earth elemental bindings holding him firmly in the shockwave. The flames passed through the wings, like a stream of water that went around the reef without stopping. Only the impact and the constant oncoming splashes of debris could hurt him, but those were not serious, and he carried them directly through his skin.

He believed that if he could resist it, then the enemy would have a good chance of resisting it. The insects that gathered like smoke looked vicious, but they might just be a trick, and the "spider-like monster" was the one he had to watch out for. So, he had to take the opportunity and see that guy with his own eyes.

Feige saw it as he wished. In the air, it was a spider-like monster with three legs separated by 120° and surrounded by nine sharp claws and countless small eyes, about the size of a baby elephant. It staggered in the blast of flames, its black carapace already cracked and burned in many places, and the green blood evaporated as it oozes, forming acidic clouds. It was clearly not lightly wounded, but it was still capable of fighting. Directly below its body, where its three legs converge, new flying insects are being created. This time, it is no longer a black flying insect, but a new species mixed with red and green, and the number is significantly smaller, but the danger is obviously increased.

"What about the air crossbow?" Fitch ordered. However, he didn't count on the air crossbow, after all, the barbed demon didn't have his combat power. Taking advantage of the opportunity to see the enemy, Feige locked onto it with his triumphant tracking eye magic.

The red and green bugs wrapped the guy up again, and the rapid orbit was so dazzling that it was impossible to see the movements of the bugs in the middle. However, Feige doesn't need to aim his eyes at the target now, as long as he casts a spell, the spell will automatically move towards the target that the red eye is targeting.

Considering that the insect swarm has already suffered a loss of flames, and the red-green bugs can be released again, it is very likely that they are aimed at the flames, so the effect of recasting the skill may be very poor, and even delay the valuable fighter. So at this time, there is no better spell than the Qi Elemental Rope! More than a dozen Qi Elemental Ropes accurately pull the monster worm, not only restricting its movement, but also indicating the target for others.

"Leave the flying insects alone, aim for where the ropes converge!" Fei Qi shouted, "Anti-aircraft crossbow! If you don't want to be killed by me, shoot me!"