The heart of the molten fire absorbs a drop of fire source blood essence, but it is not just a matter of talking about it, how pure energy a drop of blood essence of the lava lord will be, you can get a glimpse of it by looking at the fire pattern bursting out of Jory's palm.

According to Jack's thoughts, the first time he told Jory about the production steps, just to familiarize him with the techniques, the real production is the second time.

But now Jory has not only completed the spell seal, but also stepped over the fur as a carrier and directly attached the pattern with his own hand......

Isn't he afraid that the mana will blow himself up?

In the second spell seal production, Old Jack stood by Jory's side the whole time, staring at his technique for a moment, lest he make another fateful move.

In fact, Jack doesn't need to be so nervous at all, so what's the use of domination? The meaning of its existence is to dominate other things, and to control a flame energy separated from his body for a second time, which is really not difficult for Jory.

Although the second spell mark was stumbling, it finally made Jory do it.

"You don't need money for your mana, alas......"

In the second production, with Jack by his side, there was no further explosion, but watching Jory pour fire energy into the mold like tap water, Old Jack felt distressed for a while.

The pseudo-spell mark making technique of the Memory Wind shop is not very profound, and the store's charm mark buying point lies in its entertainment...... That's right, these spell marks of Old Jack were all designed by himself, and they were specially used for people's amusement.

But when I saw a new fur in Jory's hand, I saw the fiery red pattern on the fur. The corners of Jack's eyes twitched again. Not to mention the entertaining pastime, it is to use this curse mark to kill, it is definitely an invincible killing weapon, and you must not accidentally roast your flesh and blood into charcoal.

Opening the door, Jory grabbed the leather in his hand and smashed it at the uneasy male guest standing at the door without saying a word.

"Get your spell mark and get out of here!" Jory yelled impatiently, but the next moment after he roared, the fur with fiery red lines smashed on the man's body.

The moment the fur smashed on the man's body, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the fire flashed. A spell sigil that is already at the limit of its maximum capacity. Finally it was an explosion.

Don't even look at the wall grass that fled in the wilderness. Jory turned around and asked Old Jack, "Do you know any other spell mark making techniques?" It's not this kind of mana pseudo-spell seal. ”

To this day, Jory still does not have a regular long-range attack. That's right, his blood mist can pass through any complex terrain without any adversity, and he can also combine his power of domination to break the boundaries of his ability to dissolve fog. But long-range attacks have always been his shortcoming.

If it's a curse mark. Maybe you can get a lot of long-range attacks for Jory. Molten Heart's ability may be able to attack from a distance. But Jory's best use of fire abilities for melee combat.

For example, the original owner of the Molten Heart, he was able to simulate a fireball's spell-like attack, but Jory had not been instilled with spell knowledge. He didn't know how to use the true power of the flame's range, and if he really used fireballs to attack the enemy, he might as well rush over and sweep it with a whip.

"Yes, but ......," Old Jack gave Jory a strange look.

Jory asked, "Soul?" ”

Extracting the soul and refining it is the genuine spell mark.

The power of domination can arm itself with soul power, but unfortunately Jory can't choose what kind of soul he will get, full of uncertainty, and he doesn't directly find a spell master to order a set of spell marks, at least the spell marks are more certain, and he doesn't want the soul captured by the power of domination to be so random.

After haggling with Jack for a while, he promised Jory that if he could get a powerful half-dead creature, he would refine a spell mark for free.

After negotiating the spell seal, Jory and Jack got back to business...... At the same time, it is also the beginning of Jack's continued headaches.

If Jack's heyday, let alone a Gurenhar auction house, is the crimson hell of the main city of the Demon Cave, Jack. Ferson is also confident to get in and out of a few round-trips.

The problem is, Jack is a rotten wood now! So, Jack couldn't help but put the breakthrough on Jory.

"By the way, what is your current life form?" Old Jack asked distressedly.

After thinking about it, Jory asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

"High Demon?"

Jory shook his head.

Jack paused for a moment and said in surprise, "It's a pure-blood demon?" Wrong...... You don't have a body that is one body of spirit and flesh, not like. ”

"Half-demon."

"Oh, it's a half-demon...... What the? Half-Demon!! ”

Hearing Jory's answer, Jack just breathed a sigh of relief with a "so it is" expression, and suddenly came back to his senses, old Jack thought he had heard it wrong, but looking at Jory's serious face, it didn't look like a joke, Jack was so angry that his eyes were black, and his dizziness from blood loss was even more serious.

Jack almost roared, "Half-demons, humans who have not yet sublimated their lives, use half-demons to challenge the demon guards touched by the group? I'll tell you the truth, I don't want to die, stop teasing me, find someone else! ”

Even Old Jack himself knew that he was just angry and that he couldn't give up on Jory. Without Jory's bizarre blood control methods, Jack doesn't know how long it will take to recover, in fact, after he finished roaring, he turned around and rubbed his head with his hands, trying to figure out a way for Jory to stop the next auction.

This is a madman, a madman who does not act according to common sense at all! Old Jack read countless people, and he saw that although Jory's face was ordinary and he seemed to smile from time to time, Jack could always see a touch of mad hysteria in Jory's smiling gaze.

…… This is a madman who has no scruples and does whatever he wants.

"Jory, let me ask you a question." Suddenly, Jack turned around and looked at Jory flatly, changing his previous depressed temperament.

Seeing Jack's sudden change of attitude, Jory thought that he had thought of a way, but before he had time to show his joy, he only heard Jack ask, "Are you afraid of death?" I mean, death, it may be worse than death. ”

His expression froze, Jory didn't understand Jack's original intention in asking this sentence, and he didn't answer Jack.

"I can use my old connections to find my old friends...... He may be able to help you, but you have to think about it, and you may regret it for the rest of your life if you have a relationship with that 'friend' of mine. ”

At this time, Old Jack's face was very serious, and his words were simple and straightforward about the not very good consequences, but he did not have the slightest hint of alarmism.

"Your friend?" Jory pondered for a moment, and then he asked, "Who is your friend?" ”

It would be best if I could really help myself, but look at Old Jack's down-and-out appearance now, wearing a simple coarse cloth clothes, living in a shabby dwelling, living a life of humiliation, and racing against death every day in order to make a living...... If Jack really had a great "friend", how could he appear in front of him in this image? Totally a down-and-out old man.

It's not that Jory can't trust Jack, it's just that when he heard Jack's friend, compared to Jack's current situation, Jory didn't believe Jack's proposal to him.

It's just that Jack looks a little weird at this time, he is actually with deep jealousy, and he looks around in a panic. Jack's gaze swept from side to side, intentionally or unintentionally, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not ask about my 'friend', and don't know anything about him until I introduce you to him......"

"You're determined to mess up the auction, I can't help you now, and I can't ......help it," Jack sighed with a splitting headache, and Jack seemed to understand Jory's distrust of him.

Yes, if Jack really had a great friend, he wouldn't be where he is today.

But no matter how depressed Jack is, he can't turn to his "friend" for help.

"I don't have the idea of deceiving you, nor do I mean to hang your appetite, just because, without me introducing you to him before, if you hear his name, you may be killed by him in an instant."

Rubbing his forehead, Old Jack solemnly faced Jory and said this unbelievable word.

Just hear the name, and you ...... Die? (To be continued......)