This clay pot is not big, only about fifty centimeters in height and less than thirty centimeters in diameter.
A black round wooden stopper stopped several people from looking closer.
Seeing that this thing was Chu He's trump card, Su Cong, Shi He, Wu Yi and others all had doubts in their eyes.
The so-called trump card turned out to be just a clay pot.
But since Chu He said this, several people could only choose to believe it, and immediately asked impatiently: "What is this? Can it kill the pig-headed chief?"
"Hey!"
Seeing the unbelieving looks from everyone, Chu He chuckled lightly and immediately reached out and pulled out the cork without explaining anything.
At this time, Qian Kun was immediately stunned when he saw the black liquid in the clay pot.
Then his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said with surprise: "Black fire oil, is the black fire oil in your clay pot?"
"Shh, keep your voice down."
Chu He quickly put his index finger to his lips and continued in a low voice: "If this thing is used properly, the effect should be stronger than throwing rocks."
"At that time, we just need to find a way to bring the pig-headed people together."
"And with the special terrain of the canyon, it is not impossible to block them together. Is there a better way than using fire attacks at that time?"
"That's right, Fire Attack." A flash of excitement flashed in Qian Kun's eyes, and he immediately said: "I didn't expect you to retain part of this black fire oil."
"But if you want to burn them to death, the number is too small."
"How much did you bring in total this time? We can plan carefully and catch all the pig-headed people below."
"Two cans."
He held two fingers deep in the Chu River and continued with a smile: "I only brought two cans, and there wasn't too much black fire oil at the end of the Snake Valley. I drank them all in one go."
"Only two cans?" Qian Kun was a little disappointed, but still said: "Although it's a little small, it's not bad to have two cans."
"We can find some combustibles and pour some black kerosene on them."
"As long as you prepare enough combustibles, it's not impossible to burn them all at once."
"Hey, two cans are not enough?" Chu He grinned and said no more explanation. The two cans in his hand were not ordinary two cans.
The clay pot that has been enhanced by the divine power can be regarded as a piece of storage equipment.
A total of 5×5 meters of liquid can be stored inside, which equals 25 cubic meters. Generally, a small oil tanker can only store 10 cubic meters.
Even a large tank truck can only hold 30 cubic meters at most.
Although the clay pot in his hand is inconspicuous, the black kerosene stored in it is equivalent to a large oil tanker.
More importantly, although the clay pot has been transformed by the divine power, the black fire oil stored in it has not yet been transformed by the divine power.
Now if the divine power is poured into it, what kind of fuel will the black fire oil inside become?
Let alone just burning some pig-headed men to death, even if the overlord-level wizard comes in person, there is a high chance that they will be burned to death.
The only thing that needs to be considered is whether his divine power is enough.
After all, this clay pot contains 25 cubic meters of black fire oil, which is definitely not something that can be improved by just one or two points of divine power.
But at this moment, they were still trapped on the rock wall, so Chu He was not in the mood to explain carefully.
And more importantly, once it is really explained to them, these guys will be shocked?
If it just shocks a few people, it's actually nothing.
They were afraid that their exclamations would be heard by the pig-headed chief below, which would cause bad things.
So Chu He just shook his head slightly and continued: "Since we have to prepare flammable materials, let's not stay here any longer."
"If you still have energy, climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible."
"Well, you are right." Qian Kun nodded quickly and said in a deep voice: "No matter how good our plan is, we still have to see what is going on at the top of the mountain."
"If you can't find combustibles, prepare as many rocks as possible."
After the words fell, he stopped talking nonsense and immediately began to observe the rock wall above his head, looking for a route to climb.
Cao Xu, Wu Yi, Su Cong and others on the side were not idle either. They not only followed along to observe, but also helped with analysis.
Chu He didn't know much about rock climbing, so he wouldn't interrupt and say anything.
He immediately sat down cross-legged, opened the attribute panel at the same time, and took a look at the divine power at the bottom.
"Hey, 128 o'clock?"
Seeing that the divine power, which was originally only 68 points, has now soared to 128 points, Chu He's eyes were full of surprise.
While muttering in his mind, he couldn't help but think: "Killing an elite-level boss in this place without any system prompts."
"But the reward of divine power is still given to me."
"Just now, in order to buy time for Qian Kun, I killed two more elite pig-headed men. In addition to the previous one, one of them was rewarded with 20 points of divine power."
"Originally I thought that I would have to leave at least 50 points so that Ga Gong and I can fight head-on."
"Now that I have an extra 60 points, I can improve the black fire oil."
With this thought in his mind, Chu He immediately put his palm into the clay pot without any hesitation.
"Ding……"
At this time, the system prompts immediately rang in my ears: "Successfully absorbing 50 points of divine power, you get 25 cubic meters of fierce fire oil."
The effects of divine power are still worthy of belief.
But after 50 points of divine power were consumed in an instant, Chu He's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help shouting: "Damn it, did it cost so much?"
"Brother Chu, what's wrong with you?"
This exclamation immediately attracted the attention of Cao Xu, Wu Yi, Shi He and others, and they all cast inquiring glances.
Chu He quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, you are busy, I just remembered something."
As he spoke, he turned his attention to the clay pot in his hand.
The oil inside is still black, but the color is darker.
Chu He wanted to experiment and let the oil burn on his fingers to see what kind of damage it could cause.
But after thinking about it, I finally gave up.
You can still try the black fire oil, but forget about the more powerful fierce fire oil.
Once this thing burns and cannot be extinguished, even if it only burns on his fingers, it may burn him to death.
And once it burns, the pig-headed man below can also see it.
So it was better to wait until Qian Kun climbed to the top of the mountain and then find a way to test how strong this fierce fire oil was.
"Hey, it's a mission that no one has ever completed. Let's see if I can't burn you to death today."
He grinned slightly excitedly, and immediately turned his eyes to look fiercely at the pig-headed men under the cliff.
Then he immediately put the clay pot in his hand into his backpack. As for the remaining can of black fire oil, he did not continue to transform it into fierce fire oil.
After all, this consumption is really terrifying.
The remaining seventy points of divine power will be used to fight Ga Gong and try to lure all the pig-headed people together.
Otherwise, even if there are 50 cubic meters of oil, they will not be burned to death in an open place.
Click!
At this time, Qian Kun finally selected the climbing route and began to climb up using both hands and feet.
The divine power could no longer be used, and Chu He immediately turned his attention away.