"Dah."

The crisp and faint sound of footsteps came into the cave, and at this moment, Jori, who was sleeping with his arms in his arms, suddenly turned into a void form of blood mist, and suddenly dispersed the volume of blood mist.

"I thought you were bold and not afraid of death, it turns out that a little movement can make you jump up like a grasshopper."

The cave was pitch black, and outside the cave entrance was a bright firelight, and the slender figure standing at the entrance of the cave was pulled into a narrow black shadow by the bright light behind him. In the heavy shadows, a pair of hard eyes were revealed, with deep disbelief and provocation.

The dark red blood mist rolled down leisurely, rolling down in front of this black shadow, Jori's feet reverted from the bottom to the top into a humanoid body, and he stared at the person in front of him with a calm gaze.

"Harissa?"

Jory stared at Haretha intently, but his face was flat.

Don't be afraid of your weakness, don't feel inferior to your own lowliness, this is the look in Jory's eyes at this moment. Eyebrows raised slightly, and Jory's gaze bypassed Haresa's figure to look at the dark shadows surrounding the entrance of the cave. It's his plain and slanted gaze, but it shows a sense of madness. frivolous, extreme, revealing that some terrible thoughts are being figured out in the heart.

From the moment he walked out of the cavern, Jory stretched the Molten Heart's soul power to the limit, silently absorbing the heat that was free in the air.

A few hours ago, when he went into hibernation, just to resist the heat in the quenching volcano, he kept the Molten Heart to sleep, and when he woke up, Jory clearly felt that something had changed in his body, directly into the Molten Heart in his soul.

The heart of the molten fire, the soul of the heart. Brighter and brighter in Jory's consciousness. I unintentionally fell asleep with a molten heart, and I never thought about being in the quenching volcano with a heat wave. When you wake up, the Molten Heart will actually undergo a clearly visible improvement.

At this point, there was no joy on Jory's face. There was no other heterochromia, only a low-key madness in his eyes. Inside the quenching volcano, unintentionally absorbing it for a long time to see the true ascension of the Molten Heart, Jory was wondering if he could jump into the lava lake and absorb the terrifying heat of the lava lake......

Jory was silent, and his slightly slanted gaze was faintly crazy, and it was the extreme of frivolity.

Cutting through the many fire-hunters watching from the perimeter of the cavern, Jory swept through their unfamiliar appearances. Without saying a word, he walked down the mountain path to the lava lake at the bottom.

Yesterday was still a few dozen meters away from the lava lake, and Jory's Molten Heart was still able to absorb the heat in the air. However, when he returned to that altitude and began to descend step by step, the distorting heat wave in the air became more ferocious with each drop of height.

The terrifying heat on the surface was transmitted through Jory's boots into the soles of his feet, and the heat flowed down his blood to his whole body, and the soul power of the Molten Heart filled every corner of Jori's body at this moment, absorbing the fire poison that eroded Jori's skin all the time. At the same time, the heat under Jory's feet is dissolved.

The Molten Heart can indeed absorb heat, flames, and absorb it to grow the soul power body, but too much scorching breath will exceed the absorption limit of the Molten Heart, and when the heat from the outside world exceeds its limit. The benign absorption of the Molten Heart will slowly move closer to the vicious resistance...... Resists the heat for Jory, which represents, the scorching breath around it. It has begun to hurt Jory's body.

Twenty meters from the lava lake, Jori's body was still steaming with foul-smelling black smoke. Wisps of scorched black blood mist were swept upwards by the heat flow.

Just as Jory's feet were about to reach a height of ten meters from the lava lake, his boots burst into flames. Even with his pants, the backpack around his waist burned with him, and only the black and red leather coat he condensed with his mist-melting ability was still barely maintaining its form.

However, Jory's boots, pants, and backpack burned with cloth and leather, and the black smoke from the black and red clothes he wore on his upper body burned with his blood.

The dark red blood mist spread, quickly covering the ground, and by the time the blood mist dissipated, the flames had been extinguished, but a thicker black smoke evaporated from Jori's body. After the flames of spontaneous combustion were extinguished, the lower half of his body was Jory's condensed black and red trousers, and a pair of sturdy black and red leather boots.

Eventually, Jory reached the lava lake beneath the mountain, and when he missed the rocks behind him, his eyes lit up with a scorching glow of fire. This is the dazzling light produced by the spontaneous combustion of the air after the high temperature has been raised to an extremely terrifying level.

Standing more than ten meters away from the lava lake, waves of heat rushed like the waves of the sea. When looking down on the lava lake from above, Jory didn't have the most intuitive feeling. What caught Jory's eyes at this moment was a sea of incandescent fire.

Just looking at the sea of fire with the naked eye, the sultry heat almost burned Jory's eyes blind, and he hurriedly put his arm in front of him to resist the turbulence of the hot wind blowing on his face, and at the same time, paced towards a black boulder in front of him.

There, the lava blood that Jory needed, was placed by the Lava Lord on the boulder that held his body when he appeared, and that boulder was the place where the trade items were placed. After Jory had taken the lava blood, he had to place the last poem on the boulder and wait for the Lavalord to take it.

But until now, the lava lake has been calm, and the extreme heat has dotted the lava lake with dazzling incandescent colors, but the lava lord has not come out of the lava lake.

Jory scoffed at the lava lord's offer to place the goods, and he later asked Jory to bring something down to the lava lake himself, just to see Jory suffering from burning near the lava lake, and it would be better if he died...... Jory forgot to add one thing in the soul contract, and that was the accident about Jory's suicide during the commission.

It's a normal person who wants to live a good life, no one will end their own life, the inertia of normal thinking, the result is that Jory ignores this important point in human nature, the Lava Lord and his people will not do anything to harm Jory, but they will not prevent Jory from committing suicide...... Rushing alone into the vicinity of the hottest lava lake, Jory's behavior at the moment. It's simply suicide, which is obviously the Lava Lord's request to induce Jory to commit suicide.

It's come this far. Jory categorically had no chance to turn back and overturn the soul contract, so he could only grit his teeth and move forward.

It's a pity that the Lava Lord doesn't have the eyes to see everything in the world. He wouldn't have known that Jory had the power to dominate, let alone that Jory had a soul that could absorb the energy of the flames. He may have been severely injured by the terrifying heat wave near the lava lake, but the Molten Heart would not allow Jory to be burned to death.

The nerves of his body erupted in pinprick-like pain, and Jory looked up at the edge of the pitch-black boulder above his head, and suddenly he turned into a mist of blood and poured up the boulder.

A vast area of pitch-black boulders, with the paw prints of lava remaining, Jory in the form of blood mist, very clearly perceived five distinctive lights in his senses, gathered together to exude scorching energy.

Without waiting for the blood mist to recondense into a human form. Jory quickly poured the blood mist towards the five points of light containing pure flame energy, and the dark red blood mist poured from top to bottom towards the five dazzling lights. The moment the two touched each other, Clee Mellon, who was standing at a height of 100 meters, covered his mouth with a square scarf, and when he saw the blood mist covering five faint flames, Clee Mellon laughed softly.

"Hehe......"

"Uhh

A pleasant chuckle came from the mouth covered by the scarf. The pitch-black boulder by the lava lake resounded with a heart-rending scream. Two voices, one weak and one strong, one faintly inaudible, and the other resounded through the mountain.

A lava lake at the bottom of a quenched volcano. The dark red blood mist exploded with a bang, and the scorched smoke and blood mist were entwined, and a faint shadow-like body rolled out of the air, two dark red shadows that belonged to the shape of a human arm. The two on the left and the three on the right pierced into five dazzling points of fire-colored light, and this shadow body rolling in the black smoke and fog shook its arms wildly. I was afraid to shake off the five compressed flames in my arms.

The five particles of light that constantly emitted high-pressure heat reached a terrifying temperature of 3,000 degrees just by emitting a terrifying temperature. Each one emitted high-pressure flame energy as if it were a fusion of highly dense energy compressed together.

What does it feel like to inject a substance as hot as an active volcano magma into your body? Jory couldn't feel his arms anymore. It was as if his hands had detached himself from his body, and there was a pain that transcended his physical body, penetrating deep into Jory's soul, full of aggression, full of aggression, constantly hitting the most painful sensory nerves in his consciousness.

Jory was rolling on the boulder, his physical state sometimes surging in the mist, sometimes wandering between entities, but no matter how he shook and struggled, there would always be five sun-like fusion high-energy embedded in his body.

"This, this is ......"

After calling out Jory, Haretha and many other fire hunters watched the lava lake move, and they all wanted to see how brave the fool who dared to threaten a pure-blood demon to his face had to approach the lava lake.

But what shocked the Fire Hunter was not Jory's tenacious perseverance in walking down the lava lake, but the five trade items that the Lava Lord placed on the boulder, not lava blood!

Is that......

The Lava Lord's Five Fire Blood Essences!

Sarotin wanted to use his purest blood essence, with five drops of the purest blood essence containing the pure-blood demon, and borrow the high-pressure energy of the cracking container to kill Jory from the quenched volcanic boulder on the spot and burn him to ashes!

When Jory was on the edge of the lava lake, his body was uncontrollably atomized, and then burned into scorched smoke by the blood mist incinerated by five sun-like blood essences, he moved closer to the ashes step by step, and on the other side, in the cave more than a hundred meters high, an inconspicuous corner was covered with a dark red shadow.

Holding the dots of the last poem, Jory hid it in the cave and stretched out, separating a part of the blood in his body and turning into a blood mist to hide his little bit of body. Before leaving, he knew that he would definitely encounter extremely bad trouble if he went to get the lava blood, so he didn't take some of it with him, but let it hide it in the cave. In fact, he guessed the beginning of the trouble correctly, but he didn't expect that the Lava Lord would actually kill him in order to drill Confucius, and would be willing to exchange the lava blood for a more noble pure-blood demon blood essence!

Hiding under the shadow layer that Jory left for himself, he hugged the most expected poem, and pouted his little face pitifully, because Jory left it alone and left, and he was very lonely, but it could still feel that Jory had a feeling of wanting to protect it, and it was stern that could not be refuted.

Suddenly, Dotted discovers a layer of dark red blood mist covering herself. It's about to disperse. Outside the cavern, a heart-rending scream came in more and more clearly.

The petite body stiffened suddenly. Extremely sensitive to singing and timbre, how could it not be heard that this was Jory's voice? Keep your eyes open. Looking at the blood mist that was gradually dispersing in front of him, it stretched out its little hand in horror and grabbed the blood mist around it, lest this blood mist leave it. I vaguely felt what it meant for the blood mist to dissipate.

"Woo! Woooooooooo

Letting go of the last poem, he supported his aching body a little bit, and threw himself towards the blood mist in front of him, it hugged a wisp of slowly writhing blood mist and cried loudly, tears flowed down.

Get the amount of force, is it really that heavy or ......

In order to be strong. Even if it's at the cost of life......

A wisp of blood mist that he desperately grabbed dissipated in his arms, and it opened its blank eyes, staring blankly at a wisp of blood mist away from him, and the tears stopped at this time.

I saw it a little bit, and it seemed to see what Jory had been obsessed with all along, and saw the pain he had been hiding in his heart.

Is it really useful to vent these pains in a way that can't be laughed or cried?

The translucent wings slumped languidly on the dotted back, and its two small hands were propped up on the ground. Holding its face, it struggled back to the corner, grabbed the stem of the last poem, and climbed up against the wall, its misty eyes glancing out of the cave. Then he slowly closed his eyes.

Gently opened his mouth, and a delicate and gentle chant flowed out of his little mouth. Ethereal singing echoes echo in the cavern, intertwined. The chants of the multiple ensembles are formed, telling the tune of yearning for life and vitality. Entangled in the cavern, entangled in the mist of blood that was about to dissipate.

A few lingering sounds wafted from the mouth of the cave. But in the blink of an eye, it dissipated inside the quenching volcano with a heat wave. And in the midst of the multiple echoes of the chant, the most important poem in its arms swayed gently, scattering a starlight milky white dust and drifting in the cavern.

Full of multiple echoes of the hymn of yearning for life, the milky white light dust of the most anticipated poem sprinkled on a little body, and also sprinkled in the blood mist that was about to disappear.

Vitality, longing......

Live, live well......

After a moment of condensation, the air in the cave where the dots were located gradually became extremely hot.

The blood mist that was about to disappear stopped dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye in the multiple echoing hymns, and these thin blood mist slowly converged while emitting a scorching aura.

The milky white light dust swayed out of the last poem sprinkled into the blood mist. The originally incomparably thin blood mist, after being fused with these light dusts, gradually grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Scorching, scorching, scorching, as the blood mist in the cave came back to life, as its size grew, the heat in the cavern rose sharply.

Suddenly, two scarlet dazzling blood lights lit up in the blood mist, and the terrifying blood light appeared in the void mist like eyes. These two eye-like blood lights narrowed slightly, and the blood light hidden in the mist was as sharp as a sharp sword.

"How am I ...... Over here...... Good...... It's so hot......"

In the blood mist, five dazzling fire-colored lights gradually lit up.

Outside the cave, on the edge of the lava lake under the quenched volcano, there was a thin blood mist on the pitch-black boulder, and in the blood mist, there was still a humanoid silhouette, struggling on the boulder layer.

Almost all of the fire hunters were looking down with schadenfreude, playful or disdainful, a few with some pity, and they looked at the figure below that was about to dissipate with different expressions.

"If you don't seek death, you won't die, this is the end of arrogance!"

(I obey myself, I was on the shelves at half past 2 in the morning, after the shelves, I looked at various monthly passes, tips, and updated ticket data, and I was bored late at night, so I clicked on the VIP management and looked at the attendance list, and I clicked on it as soon as I could apply for it, and I regretted it immediately after I clicked.) The above shows that the number of words required for this week's salary is 2W, and today is the last day of the weekend, which means that I have to write 20,000 words today, and I really feel the urge to chop my hands...... (To be continued......)