Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent

The herbal pot in front of Dick was emitting tens of thousands of rays of light, which were released after a variety of medicinal materials were refined. It had been many years since such a brilliant light appeared in this dim hall.

Even those who without feeling, who would only stare at the furnace in front of them stiffly, were attracted by the bright light and turned their heads stiffly.

Their eyes were originally dark, but they were lit up by these lights at the moment, and a desire rose again.

A strong fragrance of medicine spread throughout the hall. These people who had been sitting here for a long time sniffed desperately. If it weren't for the edge of the altar, they would have jumped off the altar and approached Dick.

"The last step is the last. He can refine it! 5000 years! I've been waiting for this moment for 5000 years. Can I finally see this moment?"

The man on the altar next to Dick finally couldn't hold back his emotions and shouted.

He moved his stiff body and tried to make a posture of kneeling. He raised his hands as if he was worshiping a God.

Klein also opened his eyes. The fragrance of medicine poured into his body through his pores, stimulating his blood and making him want to groan comfortably.

But then his face changed dramatically. Because he suddenly found that his blood was getting more and more restless under the stimulation of the fragrance of the medicine. As if the calm sea surface was gradually surging.

No, no! I can't continue to inhale the medicine fragrance. If it goes on, I will soon die because of the blood riot, and the blood in my body will explode!

Klein broke out in a cold sweat. He tried his best to hold his breath, trying to prevent the medicine from entering his body. However, the fragrance of the medicine went all the way, and he could not help inhaling it.

He reached out his hand and wanted to stop Dick from continuing to refine the medicinal materials. But he stopped halfway.

Medicine refining had reached the most crucial step. If he disturbed Dick at this time, it was very likely to cause the medicine refining failure. And Dick would also suffer a very serious backlash. Their chances of going out were even slimmer.

He closed his eyes hard, held his breath, and tried his best to suppress the surging blood in his body.

As long as it's a little later, I'll give Dick's life back to him as long as he can save my life! A man was born between heaven and land. When there was a debt of gratitude, he would return it. Even if the other party was his enemy, he could not go back on his word!

Klein shouted to himself.

He wanted to leave the altar to reduce the interference of the medicine fragrance. But he was connected with Dick's task, so he couldn't leave the altar and could only sit in it.

Of course, Dick also noticed the state of Klein, but he had no time to care about it.

The pills in the herbal pot had already appeared in its prototype. At this time, all kinds of potions were being mixed. If he was distracted to help Klein calm down the surging blood, then all his efforts would be in vain.

Hold on, as long as you can hold on for another ten minutes, no, as long as you hold on for another five minutes, I can make the pill take shape! Then we can go out!

Dick said to Klein in his heart.

However, at this moment, the white-haired witch, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, stood up. Her robe was shining with mysterious runes, and her beautiful face under the veil seemed to have a faint smile.

She walked across countless altars. When she passed by, the people who were looking at Dick obsessively turned around and looked at her with infatuation.

Only the middle-aged man next to Dick was less affected by the white-haired witch. He made a hollow sound in his throat and stretched out a hand as if trying to remind Dick. But under the pressure of the white-haired witch, he couldn't say a word.

Damn it! Why did the white-haired witch start to move at this time? What was her purpose in approaching him? Was she trying to stop him from refining pills?

Dick frowned and thought that he had to slow down the speed of refining pills. If the white-haired witch came to stop him, then he could at least transfer the unfinished pills into the hundred-eyed giant's coffin when the furnace was broken.

At this time, the white-haired witch had come to Dick's side. She slowly bent down and stretched out a pair of huge hands to grab Dick.

There was a weird smile on her face. As if she was mocking Dick for overestimating himself.

"Halidom Task Hint: your task needs to be completed under the obstruction of the white-haired witch. You can transfer the pills out of the herbal pot and leave the altar to make customized pills. But you couldn't leave the hall."

Damn it! Why didn't he say such an important rule until now? No, I have to leave here. This white-haired witch definitely wants to stop me from continuing to refine pills!

Dick couldn't help cursing in his heart. When he was about to transfer the unfinished pill in the herbal pot to the hundred-eyed giant's coffin and leave the altar, a figure suddenly stood in front of him and was grabbed by the white-haired witch.

Dick opened his eyes and was surprised to find that it was Klein who stood in front of him. When the hand of the white-haired witch was about to touch Dick, Klein rushed into the hand of the white-haired witch regardless of his surging blood power.

He looked at Dick with determination in his eyes. He had the ambition to die. Dick saved his life, so even if he was going to die, he had to repay Dick for saving his life.

"Klein, since you have such a firm will, I will never let you down. Don't worry, I will never let you die! Even if the opponent is a witch in the Halidom, I will kill her for you!"

Dick clapped his hands hard, and a golden light was burning all over his body. His sacred blood talent was activated to the extreme. And a drop of golden red blood was bounced into the herbal pot by Dick.

"It's just a level-four pill! Come on!"

Dick shouted and infused his powerful soul force into the pill.

The middle-aged man next to Dick stared straight at him. He had been here for 5000 years. But he had never heard that one could use his soul as a bond to forcefully refine a pill!