Mjölnir

Fortunately, Lin Li did not intend to settle the score with him for the time being. After glaring at Argus, he pulled out two glass bottles and some strange herbs from his pocket, and began to busy himself.

However, that was only temporary…

That was half a black lotus, not half a black bread. It put Lin Li's teeth on edge to think about it. How could he possibly let Argus off easily?

If this fellow hadn't pushed him into a corner, how could he have used half a black lotus? They were in a fierce battle; moreover, the conditions were crude, so there was no supplementary ingredient at all. He could only roughly concoct a bottle of Vibrant Potion using the natural heat of the Fire Plume Ridge.

Strictly speaking, it couldn't even be called a potion.

It was just a mash of Dracaena grass and half a black lotus, slightly heated up by the natural high temperature in the Fire Plume Ridge and swallowed by Lin Li in one gulp.