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    After Peter left, Alvin called in the hotel waiters and ordered them to send a new cart of food. The little devil was actually a very mean creature. As long as there was enough food supply, they would suffer no matter how hard they suffered.  All injuries can be recovered quickly. At this moment, Aiwen is using chicken feathers as arrows. The purpose is to eat enough at one time. Well, it is still free.  From noon to afternoon, Ivan resolutely and shamelessly carried out this strategy under the strange eyes of the hotel servants, so that later, the things made in the hotel kitchen were directly loaded into the car, and the servants pushed them to Ivan's  The room is for his enjoyment.  Fortunately, the hotel is not an industry that makes money from catering, so the food prepared in the kitchen, no matter how expensive the raw materials are, is not much more expensive. Although the dark elf as the owner feels a little distressed, it is not unbearable.  After eating and drinking all the way, Aiwen felt that his energy and blood had returned to the best condition, then he stopped and asked a group of hotel servants, who were wiping away with cold sweat, to move away the empty dinner plates, and then locked the door.  , ready to start his experiment today.  In the corner, the pile of completely burned insect eggs was still full of vitality. It was estimated that if they were burned like this for a few days, the result would be about the same, so Ivan just looked at it and put it back on the table, but there was no more  He ignored them, but took a small cup and placed it under the wrist of his right hand. Then he made up his mind, holding the dagger in his left hand, which was mostly healed, and slashed hard on the palm of his right hand.  Maybe you also have questions, why does Alvin always choose to chop with his right hand? Isn¡¯t there a ready-made wound on his left hand?  In fact, there is a reason for this. After absorbing the essence and blood of the Balrog, the right hand becomes more and more different from other parts of Aiwen's body. If a knife is cut on his right hand, the injury will not only occur quickly within a few minutes, but also a few minutes.  Recover, and it can emit fireballs regardless of whether it is injured or not.  Other parts of Ivan's body can't do this at all, so Ivan also has a vague suspicion in his mind. Is the blood released from other parts of his body useless at all?  "Hiss" Aiwen took a breath of cold air. Although the injury from this knife was not as serious as the attack last night, it was not as light. The long wound spanned the entire palm, and through the gushing blood,  , the pale hand bones can be faintly seen.  Ivan bit his lower lip, stared closely at the blood that emerged, and carefully introduced it into the cup. Once the blood flow slowed down, he squeezed hard near the wound a few times to force it to continue flowing out.  When the blood filled more than half of the cup, Ai Wen stopped, grabbed the cup, and carefully poured out the blood, no more, no less. After all the blood was used up, it just covered the entire right hand.  Ivan's eyes were fixed on the blood-stained right hand, and his mental power gradually concentrated. A strange wave gradually appeared around Ivan, and continued to condense towards his right hand. With a 'Peng' sound, the flames  It ignited again and quickly spread to the entire palm, but this time, the more blood probably had some influence. After the flame appeared, it slowly began to change color.  Starting from the dark red at first, it took about three seconds to gradually turn into deep red, and it took another six or seven seconds to turn into gold, and it has remained at this color.  The hot temperature radiated from the golden flames made the clothes on Ivan's body make a slight crackling sound.  The experiment was successful, and it was no wonder that he was so cruel to himself. Ivan was ecstatic, although the transformation of the flame color took a bit long this time, a full ten seconds, compared to the original one.  The transformation time of less than one second was far behind, but Aiwen was very satisfied. You know, the injury to his right hand last time was much worse than now.  Waving his right hand, the burning golden flame swept across the air and slashed vertically. Several metal objects in contact were melted in an instant. Ivan couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Although the bloodletting was a bit miserable, the power was indeed not  Damn it, it's impossible for ordinary professionals to withstand this golden flame that can melt even metal.  But if we really want to use this golden flame in actual combat, the first problem that needs to be solved is how to quickly transform the flame into golden flame, and how to quickly retract and release the golden flame.  Without solving these two problems, it will still be difficult to actually use this golden flame in battle.  After all, no one is a fool. If Aiwen doesn't carry out a sneak attack, who will let him burn the flames on himself for no reason.  To solve these two problems, we must go through long-term experiments. After receiving this knife today and bleeding so much, Ivan felt that he had sacrificed enough for the cause of exploration. If he had to use another knife to conduct research,  , let¡¯s wait until tomorrow. As for now, he wants to quickly solve the problem of those insect eggs while the golden flame has not disappeared.  Brushing away the ashes covering the surface of the egg, Ivan reached in with his right hand, first took out an egg of a fire giant soldier ant and held it in his hand, then fully activated his physiognomy talent and stared closely at the insect in his right hand.egg.  One second, two seconds, and three seconds passed. Suddenly, after Aiwen released the phase technique, no runes were fed back. Aiwen felt happy and quickly put the insect egg on the table. Take a closer look, the insect egg  An obvious burnt black handprint appeared on the outer shell. There was a small crack in the center of the handprint, and wisps of steam were coming out from it.  Sure enough, it was because the temperature was not enough. Now the golden flame came up. In three seconds, the eggs were cooked.  Ai Wen was overjoyed, and immediately took advantage of the golden flame in his right hand to continue burning for a while, and grabbed the remaining insect eggs in the brazier one by one.  As expected, each insect egg only took three to seven seconds to be completely cooked. However, although three to seven seconds was short, there were twenty-five eggs.  It took a long time, and it took a long time for Ivan to test the power of the golden flame, so when there were three eggs left, the golden flame went out.  Ai Wen frowned and plucked the last three insect eggs that survived the disaster, and found that the most powerful insect egg was among them. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and gave up on continuing the bloodletting.  Intend.  It's just three insect eggs. The number is too small and not worth it. Besides, I still don't know if these insect eggs can quickly increase my strength. I have to bleed myself again before I'm sure. What if it doesn't work?  Isn¡¯t it worth the loss?  Picking up an insect egg casually, peeling it off along the cracked gap in the egg shell, a ping-pong ball-sized, brown and hot ball jumped into Alvin's hand.  Ivan picked up the ping pong ball-shaped baked egg, observed it for a few seconds, closed his eyes and threw it into his mouth, swallowed it wholeheartedly, then silently concentrated on it and began to feel the changes in his abdomen.  Soon, he noticed a violent heat appearing in his abdomen, and it surged in all directions uncontrollably, so that waves of increasingly stronger tingling gradually came from Aiwen's abdomen.  .  The situation was not good. These powerful insects killed countless people during their lives, and they seemed to be not peaceful guys after death. Ivan covered his abdomen, his face distorted in pain.
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