"Can you not be so secondary?" Arthur could only shake his head when he saw this evaluation, his attribute evaluation was really a bit of a middle school disease.

The Data Eye can see through the attributes of living things, as long as they are alive.

For example, the goblin in front of you and himself, even if you only have a living soul, you can still see some attributes.

Obviously, these comments are certainly not the original product of Arthur's wizarding world, but more like the lines in the game of the second disease in the computer before he remembered the time travel.

"Brother has been reborn for many years, and the second year of secondary school or something must have passed."

Looking at the goblin gnawing on the hare, Arthur dipped the reserved hare blood on his fingers, and on the goblin, he completed the last few runes of the servant contract.

"Boy, I'm so glad to have summoned a lowly demonic creature, and to see you so depraved makes me a shame on your ancestors."

The black smoke came back at some point, and the soul without a body could do nothing, so he could only laugh at the incompetence of his current "master".

"It's better than giving me, the great demon lord who humiliated my ancestors and became a demon servant!" Arthur glanced at the black smoke and retorted mercilessly.

"You...... I curse you, in the name of the Abyss Lord, forever and for all. ”

The black smoke seemed to be stimulated by something, and it circled around Arthur excitedly, and the whole 'body' was like an inflated balloon, occupying almost half the height of the warehouse.

"Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with my real name, just with your weak ability, when I get rid of the constraints of the Demon Summoning Book, I will let you die without a place to bury immediately!"

The voice of the demon lord was as angry as a crazy hen, and the demon's moody personality was exposed, one second he was still happy, and the next second he was already eager to kill the whole family.

But Arthur didn't care, just like he didn't want to be a middle two demon king, and he didn't plan to let this demon, who didn't know how many thousand years he had been in the magic book and cursed his family, to get rid of the shackles of the summoning book.

Abyss. The Hole of Death. Shadows of chaos. Ugly Demons. Thirty-six Layer Demon Lord. Bardakska. Aragorn (Archdemon)

Real name: Fei Moro. Puff puff tika. Grahamion. Eramis

Talents: Abyssal Favor, Eternal Soul

Wisdom: Unknown. Stamina: Unknown. Speed: Unknown. Bloodline: 100% Potential: Unknown.

Evaluation: The Great Demon who has been deprived of the seal of his body, has the favor of the abyss, the immortal soul, and is the best material for making a demon summoning magic book.

How would the poor Great Demon Lord know that he had long been assessed as "material" by someone's data eye, I am afraid that he should not just be angry, he should directly disintegrate his soul and return to the origin of the abyss.

"Aragorn get back to me, don't let me order you by your real name, reading your stinking and long name is nothing short of torture."

Arthur was tired of hearing the cries of the Great Demon, and anyway, he just said a few words over and over again.

The language of demons is indeed the dirtiest and most vicious language, and it is said that even gods can pollute it.

But for the demon souls who have lost the power of the abyss, they have no lethality at all.

Arthur didn't understand at all, and no one would pay attention to the demon even if he cut his throat, if he still had a throat to break.

Demons whose real names are mastered and who have signed the abyss contract are no different from slaves, they either choose to disintegrate their souls and return to the abyss, or they have to endure and accept the dispatch of their masters.

Selfish demons don't sacrifice themselves at will, and the lifespan of humans is only a moment for them.

No matter how powerful a magician is, he can't have the same immortal eternal soul that is favored by the abyss as he is, and he has a lifespan with no end in sight.

The black smoke cleared, and the warehouse was quiet again.

Except for Arthur, only this goblin was left, and the sound of saliva licking bones was left.

"Summoned 3 slimes in a row! Finally got me a man with hands and feet. ”

Acid slimes (acid family)

Intelligence: F-.Stamina: E. Speed: E. Bloodline: 0.1%.Potential: E.

Evaluation: Acid Slime, crawling slowly, low combat effectiveness, the only thing to be careful about is the acid that spews into your eyes, and you can easily defeat it by identifying where its front is located.

Thinking of the slime and looking back at his summon, Arthur smiled with relief.

He didn't care what the Great Demon said, he was quite satisfied with the result.

Crossing is risky, choose carefully!

This is a valuable experience that Arthur only gained after crossing over, what a warrior, a magician, it's all bullshit.

It turns out that when you don't even have a problem eating, there's no time to fantasize about that.

At the age of 6, after 3 years of his crossing, his short-lived warlock father finally became a sacrifice himself during a summon.

Of course, when his cheap dad left, he not only lost his life, but also invested all his possessions in the call that killed him.

Arthur was only six years old, but he wasn't really six years old.

Except that his body was a little thinner, his wisdom was not bad at all, and after surviving the first winter by stockpiling food, he began to reclaim the land left by his father.

To him at that time, the magic of destroying the world was far less appealing than an acre of sweet potatoes that could keep him from starving.

He should be glad that his father was a second-rate warlock with little skill.

But he was a successful loser, leaving him with dozens of acres of mountains and forests and a "courtyard" that he sowed enough to help him survive the most difficult 'childhood' until he discovered the secret of the magic book.

When it comes to farming, there are always some troubles, and pests and weeds are the worst enemies.

There are no cheap chemicals and pesticides in the wizarding world, and anyone who wants to be poisoned by pesticides has no chance.

Cleaning up the fields of pests has been with him until he has 3 slimes.

No matter how good the slime is, Adam can't just summon these acid-covered soft creatures all day long, there is a lot of work in the field, and what is needed is real labor that can work.

"Quack?"

The goblin twisted his head as he watched as his master struggled to pick up the dung fork and place the straw mixed with dung on the magic circle.

Arthur didn't expect the goblins to help much, and it took him a lot of effort to learn how to tell which grass could be pulled out and what could not.

"I have to go to help Adetong drain tomorrow, I knew that I shouldn't have done the canal renovation by the river, I was really asking for trouble."

Arthur carefully checked that the dirt and straw were completely covered in the magic circle, and his movements were far gentler than with the Demon Summoning Book.

The summoning magic circle on the ground was an important legacy left by his father, far more effective than the summoning magic circle he himself imitated and drawn.

Arthur's own magic circle is very small compared to the one in front of him, but the effect is very different.

"Could it be true that what that guy said, does the concentration of blood added to the summoning circle really affect the summoning effect?"

The devil's words can't be fully believed, but Arthur can only sigh when he sees that he is only 1%.

I'm afraid that I am the demon warlock with the lowest blood concentration in this world, no, I can't even summon demons, and I don't even have the qualifications to be called a warlock.

If it weren't for Arthur's data eye, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to discover the secret of summoning a magic book.

With his weak bloodline, he didn't have the ability to summon successfully, and perhaps his father also discovered this, so he didn't teach him the basics of a demon warlock.

All the information is Arthur's inference from the stories he had heard in the past, the notes he had left behind, and the true meaning of his name!