Chapter Eighty-Eight: The First Totem Pole

To put it bluntly, the image that Ivan passed on to my mind was a complete totem pole, the upper and lower surfaces of which were similar to what Ivan had said, with some circular or triangular carved patterns, and the side surfaces were three abstract figures outlined by ordinary lines.

It's simple and straightforward.

I'll just say, a totem pole that can just pull death from the sea of death on its own will be as complicated as Ivanfu's, and it is a big trap and a small circle, and the small circle is still a small circle, these are obviously human eyes, nose and mouth.

Ignoring Ivanv, I picked up a log and carved the totem pole intently.

This is only the simplest of all the totem poles, according to Ivanf, the deep totem poles not only have the sky and the sea, but also the patterns of flowers and trees and ancient war spirits, far from these are just lines outlined by the scum pattern can be compared.

Moreover, as the pattern of the totem pole continues to upgrade, the materials required for the totem pole will gradually upgrade, from the most ordinary wood to metal additions, to all-metal crafting, and even finally, powerful magic and inscriptions attached to the totem pole.

However, those powerful totem poles are far from what I can use right now, and they require not only great magic, but also more Death Spirits to be able to exert their powerful effects.

As for now, I only have the help of Ivanf, a half-witted and extremely unreliable death spirit, and there are only three kinds of totem poles I can use, one is the totem pole that can independently pull death qi from the sea of death, one is a totem pole that can restore the physical strength of the undead within a certain range, and the last is a totem pole that can turn death qi into some necromantic spells.

It's just that the last totem pole requires some metal to be added to the logs, and its patterns are so complex that it's far from what I'm able to grasp now.

While recalling Ivanv's introduction to the totem pole, he quickly carved a log with a knife in his hand.

Soon, I was able to carve a totem pole.

"Ivanv, how about looking at this?" I said to Ivanv.

Ivanv circled around the totem pole in my hand a few times, looked up and down, left and right, and then said slowly: "There is something wrong with you at this moment, you see, this circle is much bigger than that circle, and also, is the circle under this circle a little closer to this circle, and ......"

With Ivanv's comment, my face is getting darker and darker, not only because of the first carving, the strength angle pattern size can not be controlled, the key is that Ivanv's evaluation of this product is simply a bunker, that is obviously the character's two eyes are not the same size, the mouth and nose are slightly closer, and there is a strong circle, there are really enough circles.

The totem pole ultimately works by the Spirit of Death, and since Ivanf said no, then I have to re-carve it.

Shielding this nagging spirit of death again, I started a new round of carving, because Ruiyi brought more wood, so I simply took out a new carving, anyway, I can also "slim down" the totem pole when the time comes, and I am not afraid of wasting materials.

Experience is a permanent teacher, this is not wrong at all, with the last complete but unsuccessful carving, this time it is much easier, the carved figure nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes, and I learned the lesson of the last time, I try to move the knife in my hand exactly according to the pattern in my head.

An hour later, the new totem pole was finally released.

"The circle carved this time is not bad!" Ivanv opened his mouth, and my face darkened again, "It's just, you see if your carving is a little deep, according to your carving, a totem pole of this volume can't withstand the impact of a huge amount of dead air at all, and it will explode in an instant." ”

Well, the carved is a little deeper. However, it was not a big deal, I picked up the knife and carefully shaved off the surface of the totem pole, and then a new totem pole was baked.

This time, Ivanv didn't pick any thorns, and although I still didn't carve it well, it finally came in handy.

"Stand the totem pole on the ground, and I'll try to see how this totem pole is." Ivanv said.

Clearing the wood chips from the ground to a corner, I stood the totem pole on the ground, then crouched on the stone bed, looking at Ivan without blinking.

Seriously, I'm curious why only the Spirit of Death can activate this totem pole, and I can't.

Ivanv flew directly to the surface of the totem pole with a swoop, and then a trace of gray-black dead qi visible to the naked eye slowly floated out from Ivanv's point of light, and then shot towards several grooves on the totem pole.

Gray-black death quickly filled the groove, and then spread along the pattern I had carved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon, the entire totem pole was filled with a faint gray-black death.

That's when I was amazed.

The moment Ivanv stopped pumping death into the totem pole, I smelled a smell of the Sea of Death, a vast and deep smell that I will never forget.

In an instant, the pure death qi emanated from the totem pole from the inside out. Although these dead qi did not reach the purity of the dead qi emanating from my body, it was also the purity of the dead qi that Kankan had reached a height of 100 meters on the surface of the Sea of Death.

I asked dumbfoundedly, "Ivanv, is this a success?" ”

Ivanv said proudly: "Well, it worked. ”

"Then why do I think that the amount of these dead qi is not only small, but also the purity does not seem to be very good?" I said.

"Well, it looks like this!" Ivanv was a little frustrated, "This level of dead gas doesn't help you at all, and, as you said, the amount is too small, and the scope of influence is too small. ”

For a moment, Ivanv and I fell silent, and the totem pole that we had carved with great difficulty did not have the effect we had hoped for, which was really a big blow.

This is especially true for Ivanv, a weak chicken who can basically only rely on totem poles to embody his value.

"That's not right!" Suddenly, it occurred to me that maybe this totem pole wasn't as shady as Ivanv and I had imagined.

"What's wrong?" Ivanf asked absent-mindedly.

"Do you think, what we are carving now is just a wrist-thick, half-foot-long totem pole, and the normal-sized totem poles are almost half a meter long and thigh-thick, if we make this totem pole a little bigger, will the amount of dead air emitted be increased?"

Without waiting for Ivanv to speak, I continued: "Moreover, although the purity of these dead qi is not good, this is only relative to you and me, for ordinary undead spirits, this level of dead qi can already amaze them. ”