Almost instantly, Lumian's whole body seemed to be on fire.

From body to soul, he suffered from burning pain everywhere.

Lumien was no stranger to this feeling, whether it was the serious injury he suffered while hunting a flame monster or the experience of being on the verge of losing control while receiving the gift, he was truly ignited.

And at this moment, such a burn, such a pain, could not hide the flame in his heart, wanting to rebel against fate, wanting to change everything, wanting to burn all the flames of depression and despair.

Instead of falling to the ground and curling up to relieve the pain, Lumien stood there straight, gritting his teeth and twisting his face, refusing to bend over.

He grew overwhelmed and bent his back downward, but Lumian tried his best to straighten his back, just as he did against the parish priest Guillaume Bernet, and against Themipolos, who had brought the devastation to the village of Cordu.

His body leaned down a little, and raised a little, a burning breath lingered around his nose, and a terrifying voice sounded in his ears that seemed to come from infinity and was close to him.

The familiar, intense stinging pain pierced his entire head, causing him to scream under his breath, cracks after cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, and a magma-like liquid flowed faintly from inside. “

Lumian pressed his hands against the desk in front of him to support his body.

The place he touched quickly blackened and burned, and the smell of burning wood filled the air.

Lumian's instinctive screams were silent, and his mouth was wide open, spewing hot gas.

He didn't immediately open the bottle of gray amber perfume, relying on the flame in his chest to fight against all kinds of pain from the inside out, and his increasingly blurred thoughts.

As the minutes ticked by, Lumien, who had been clenching his teeth, felt the flames in his chest erupt out, merging with the burning that filled his body.

The pain subsided, and his vague thoughts cleared.

Lumian straightened up with his hands and looked at the full-length mirror in the room.

In the mirror, his blonde hair is still a little black, his clothes have been burned to tatters, and there are a large number of scorch marks all over his body, which are quickly scabbing and falling to the ground, revealing pale skin.

At the same time, Lumian saw as if there were two more red flames burning in his blue eyes, and they disappeared little by little when he had managed to calm down and ease his state.

In the next second, Lumian raised his right hand, and a red flame condensed in his palm.

He managed to advance to Sequence 7 of the "Hunter" path and became the "Arsonist"!

Flames kept coming out of Lumian's palm, entwining with the original crimson and compressing inward.

After more than ten seconds, the color of the crimson flame turned white, and both the temperature and the explosiveness contained in it increased by more than one level compared to just now.

"You can use the crimson, less powerful flame directly, or you can use the more powerful incandescent flame after accumulating and compressing it for a while......" Lumian's palm seemed not to be afraid of burning, and let the blazing white flame burn silently there.

He had already taken a preliminary look at his own state and the occult knowledge he had acquired, and had a relatively complete understanding of the "arsonist"'s extraordinary abilities:

First, the spirituality of the 'Pyroman' has been greatly improved, which has made Lumian's "spiritual vision" change qualitatively - he can not only use this to set up a more subtle and faster way to open, but also can finally see the colors of the various parts of the "etheric body" described by his sister, and there is no longer only a chaotic single picture.

This helps the "Hunter" to grasp the physical condition of the target and thus target more effectively.

Second, the danger intuition has also been strengthened, at present, Lumian is no longer only sensing when the problem is about to erupt, he can stimulate his intuition by observing the environment and gathering information, correspondingly, he is more aware of whether he is being followed, and can apply his anti-tracking skills more fully and perfectly.

Thirdly, with the ability to manipulate fire, this also comes with several spells.

Now Lumian can control mainly those flames that come from himself and are made by himself, and he has an affinity for the flames and flammables in the surrounding environment, but he can't exert enough influence yet, and when he initially digests the "Arsonist" potion, or is promoted to a higher rank, there may be corresponding changes.

In addition, Lumian can attack enemies with the flames he creates, but once the flames are out of his body, they are not very likely to be under his control, unless he has hidden a part of his spirit in advance.

In other words, it is quite difficult to make the fireball that is launched turn halfway, and it takes a lot of extra spirit to do it.

There are seven main areas of control of fire:

The first is condensation and compression, bombarding the target in the form of a fireball, the longer the compression, the more flames accumulate, and the greater the power;

The second is to make the surface of the body burn a layer of flames, so as to defend against attacks such as freezing effects and poison gas damage to a certain extent;

The third is to use flames to create different temporary weapons, so as to bring high-temperature cutting, burning and piercing and other damage, which can also be divided into red and incandescent white according to the difference in charging time;

Fourth, the delayed explosion, relying on additional spirituality and changing the structure, so that the created "flame bomb" explodes at a predetermined time, rather than being detonated on the spot;

fifth, the range effect, by extending the flame rather than throwing it out, ensures that the flame is manipulated by itself, bursting or burning in a different form at the intended location;

The sixth is "injecting fire", with the help of the pressure brought by body contact and force collision during hand-to-hand combat, the flame is poured into the enemy's body little by little, and finally detonated;

The seventh is to add fire damage to its own weapons.

The few fire-type spells that Lumian had acquired were all applications of these aspects, but they relied on a few techniques to achieve effects that he couldn't normally create.

Those spells are: "Fire Raven", "Blazing Spear", "Burning Wall", and "Giant Fireball".

Among them, the "Fire Raven Technique" is the most magical, it allows Lumian to quickly condense a group of flame crows around his body, and assigns a little spirituality to each fire crow, so that after they are separated from the body, they can still be manipulated to a certain extent, so as to simply adjust the trajectory and initially lock on to the target.

Without this spell, Lumian, who had just been promoted to "Fireman", would need to consume at least three times as much spirit and energy as he currently needs to achieve a similar effect, and the fire crow would be much clumsier and dull.

The "Incandescent Spear" is a spell that condenses incandescent flames relatively quickly, but it can only exist in the form of a spear, and with its spirituality, it can also roughly channel the fireballs created by Lumian.

The "Burning Wall" uses the earth as the medium and itself as the source, creating two fiery snakes to leap towards the enemy, casting a raging wall around him.

The "Giant Fireball" takes more than ten or twenty seconds, which is equivalent to compressing multiple crimson fireballs into one launch.

The flames of the "Arsonist" come from themselves, mainly physical damage, but they can also initially scorch the spirit, and Lumian now has no way to take soul creatures, and must rely on external forces.

Fourth, after the transformation of the potion, his body has a strong resistance to flames, even if he is poured with animal fat, lit with a torch, and burned for half a day, the damage he receives will not reach this level, but the shock wave from the explosion of the fireball can still hurt him normally.

Lumien believed that when he was higher, his body might be able to merge directly into the fire.

With a casual flick of his right hand, the blazing white flames dissipated into the air.

Immediately after, he grasped it, and a long sword condensed from crimson flames appeared out of thin air.

Lumian waved a few times, shook his head a little disappointed, and said to himself silently: "You only have the ability to damage the enemy, you can't block and parry......"

The flaming sword had no substance, and Lumian suspected that he would have to wait until a higher sequence to turn such weapons into reality.

He quickly let the flaming sword disperse and pulled out the dagger from the perverted Hedsey.

As Lumian's fingers ran over the surface of the dagger, a blazing flame covered the blade.

Lumian gripped the handle and stabbed the dagger a few times, seeing a little bit of crimson sparks in the air that was rapidly dissipating, and the scene was quite dreamlike.

"It can block and fire damage, and although in this form, it can't generate high temperatures, but it's also very useful.

"The problem now is that ordinary weapons can't withstand the flames for long......" Lumian nodded thoughtfully.

Acknowledging the "arsonist's" extraordinary abilities, he quickly packed up his desk and changed into a linen shirt, brown jacket, and dark trousers.

Lumian looked at himself in the mirror again, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

He then put on his dark blue cap, turned around, and walked to the door.

Behind him, clusters of crimson flames came out silently, bright and dazzling, fleeting.

Market Avenue, outside the earthy yellow four-story building where the Congressman's office stands.

Lumian sat down again among the homeless people at the mouth of the alley opposite, watching the people of the target house.

Because of the explosion at the Goodville chemical plant, which killed many workers and injured many more, and reporters from all over Trier poured in. Artois' office is still lit by gas sconces, busy with visitors of all kinds.

The councillor did not return home, and the staff attached to him naturally had to stay in the earthy building, where every room seemed to be lit through.

With his back to the street wall, Lumien observed the visitors to the councillor's office and pondered the strategy he could take.

He wanted to light a "fire"!

He wanted to "burn" the bastard who brought the disease!

He knew that this would have serious consequences, and he knew that being an "arsonist" was not enough to fight the evil gods who surrounded Yuguatuatuis alone.

He just wanted to do something, he just felt that no matter how fierce the sea of fire was, it started with a little spark.