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    "Evan Jin, little devil, specializes in physiognomy, fireball, potential value 52/73 (95)" Although he was mentally prepared, when he saw this message, Ivan was still stunned. It was really tragic. Normally  Generally speaking, the higher the strength value, the slower it will rise. He ate and drank like crazy, and it would take about a week to increase his strength value. After eating a meal of high-level monster salamander meat, his strength value only increased by two points.  It was like three o'clock, but now that the injury has been treated urgently, the strength value has suddenly dropped by five points. It is really a big loss.  Aiwen was originally a little hesitant to evolve immediately, but now after seeing the data displayed on his head, he immediately decided not to evolve, and he was determined not to evolve now. Even if he really wanted to evolve, at least he would have to wait until he gave up his strength points.  Let¡¯s make up for it again.  I have never tried it before, so Ivan never imagined that just relieving his injuries would actually consume so much energy, almost down a level. Poor Ivan's meal of salamander meat today, so much  The meat is all for nothing.  But if the old ones don¡¯t go away, the new ones won¡¯t come in. Ai Wen raised his head and began to look fiercely at the bag of insect eggs on the table Three hours later, Ai Wen¡¯s legs were already a little numb from sitting down.  Wen fished out an insect egg from the hot brazier on the table. Although under the observation of the talented physiognomist, the insect egg still returned a yellow rune. Apparently it had not lost its life, but it had been roasted.  It¡¯s been so long Ivan feels that he is a relatively patient person, but it has been three hours, and the egg has not been cooked yet. He can¡¯t wait any longer. If he waits any longer,  He really can't sleep tonight. He is a seriously injured person. Staying up all night is not conducive to physical recovery!  He pinched the hot insect egg hard, pointed it at the edge of the table and knocked it hard. A dull collision sound followed, but he didn't hear the 'click' sound of the egg shell breaking. Ivan couldn't help but frown.  I raised my eyebrows, the situation was a little bad, the egg shell was too hard, and after baking for so long, the hardness of the egg shell did not decrease at all.  After thinking about it, Alvin could only hold back his nausea, put the ping pong ball-sized insect egg into his mouth and bit it hard. However, this bite not only did not break the egg shell, but instead caused a burst of pain in his teeth.  "What kind of BT egg is this? It's just not dead after being roasted for so long. Even the shell is so hard" Ivan covered his mouth and threw the egg back to the table, and sat back down in frustration.  to the chair.  "Could it be that the temperature of the flame is too low?" After a moment of silence, Ivan looked at the charcoal fire that was emitting dark red light in the brazier and thought with some suspicion.  He has actually done some research on the temperature of flames. Dark red flames are the lowest temperature among all flame colors, only about 600 degrees. Of course, this is the standard on earth. In this world, perhaps the temperature  A little different, but still the worst of all flames.  "If, if I can use that kind of golden flame now maybe" Thinking of flames, Ivan naturally thought of the kind of golden flame that helped him comeback in the attack, and he was suddenly tempted, and with his right hand  The golden flame that appeared inexplicably on the ground killed a magic demon quite neatly, so the temperature would naturally not be low.  More importantly, in addition to grilling things, it can also be used as a very powerful means of attack. As a mage race, magicians have low resistance to physical damage, but their elemental resistance is one level higher than that of the same level or even higher.  The warriors are even stronger. The golden flame can kill magic demons, which means that it can kill higher-level warriors - of course, the premise is that Aiwen can hit those warriors in close combat and fully unleash the lethality of the golden flame.  OK.  Aiwen doesn¡¯t want to evolve yet, so personal safety is a big issue. If he can master this powerful flame and practice some self-defense martial arts, his safety will naturally be guaranteed.  "Golden flame damn, how should I release this kind of flame?" Thinking of this, Ivan put aside the problem of insect eggs and threw them back into the brazier, staring at his own.  With his clean right hand, he began to think about it.  When the golden flames emitted, Ivan's brain was going crazy. Naturally, it was impossible to remember his mental state at that time. Now I want to recall, but I can't remember it.   "Fireball, flame, golden flame, burn, burn!" Ivan squatted on the ground with his legs slightly bent, staring at his right hand with a ferocious expression, his body trembled, and his mouth said  He kept growling, and the palm of his right hand trembled slightly, and a faint wave surrounded him. It seemed that if he applied more force, something would come out of his right palm.  Suddenly, Aiwen held his right hand, and the faint and mysterious fluctuations immediately disappeared, and the ferocious look on his face also disappeared.??Replaced with a tired expression: "No, this feeling is wrong Even if something is released, I'm afraid it's just an ordinary fireball How can that kind of golden flame be used?"  Ivan sat down slumped. He felt that he was a little nervous. In the past hour or so, he had simulated that crazy mental state more than ten times, but he still got nothing.  The continuous consumption of mental energy during this hour also made him feel very tired, and his head even felt a little tingly.  I wanted to give up the exploration and take a rest first, but when I saw the crystal insect eggs in the brazier on the table, they remained unchanged under the heat of the flames, as if they were mocking Ivan for overestimating his capabilities and actually trying to take advantage of them.  His heart immediately became angry again, and he immediately steeled himself to think.  "It seems that it is not the reason for the mental state. The world is different after all. On Earth, it may be more important to integrate emotions into the moves. The same move will produce different effects if different emotions are poured into it. However,  In this world, I have never heard of such a thing. On the contrary, if I can¡¯t keep calm at all times, I will easily fail when casting spells. So, what is the difference between me at that time and now?¡± Ivan put his head in his hands.  Thinking hard, he suddenly thought of something. When the golden flame ignited in his right hand, his hand was once covered with blood flowing from the wound, and he didn't see it evaporated by the flame at once. But when the golden flame burned,  After disappearing for a while, the blood disappeared completely, and the wounds healed. I wonder if there is any problem here?  Of course, normal people wouldn't think there was anything wrong with this. After all, Aiwen's right hand was fine under the golden flame. It is understandable that the blood flowing out was not evaporated while still retaining a little activity. As for what happened later  Disappeared, which can be explained by the fact that the remaining activity of the blood disappeared over time and lost the ability to identify friend and foe, and then it was evaporated. ?????????????????? But Ivan¡¯s thinking is a little obsessed now. Things that are impossible for him to do in a normal mental state, now he will give it a try as long as he thinks there is a little bit of possibility.  So Alvin immediately rubbed his right hand on the pile of broken clothes, which was stained with a lot of blood, and then concentrated on trying again.  "It's useless!" After one try, Alvin frowned. Is it because of the blood that just flowed out?  ¡°Bleeding oneself based on an unlikely guess is naturally not something a smart person would do.  But who made Jin Yan so powerful?  The flame that can easily kill a magician naturally cannot tolerate Ivan not paying attention to it, and even makes him become almost paranoid now.  Ai Wen reached out without hesitation and took out the dagger, and made a cut in the palm of his intact right hand. Because of the excessive force, blood seeped out of Ai Wen's bandaged left hand, but he was unaware of it and just looked at it.  Squeezing out a stream of blood from the wound on the palm of his right hand, he closed his eyes.  As the strange fluctuations around Ivan's body increased again, with a 'peng' sound, a small flame miraculously appeared from the wound on Ivan's right palm, and then quickly spread to his entire palm.
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