It was late at night.

The Blood Maiden Roy returned to her room, and instead of going to sleep, she took out a clay bowl from her space backpack, which contained the blood of black elite monsters.

She placed the bowl on the table and watched quietly.

The liquid itself is black, emitting a strange scent of blood, and the moment it touches the air, it burns with a crimson flame.

Roy had already tried to take a sip, and the blood was different from the food he usually ate, it had a strong burning effect, burning from the mouth to the throat, and then to the respiratory tract and stomach.

It burned continuously, and after igniting her mouth, the flames ignited in her mouth, burning dozens of points of blood at once, and the value continued to increase every second, burning into her stomach.

Fortunately, she is a wet nurse, otherwise she would have burned herself to death in this mouthful.

The flame itself is not easy to extinguish, it is ignited from the blood, and the fuel comes from some kind of origin of the blood.

It burns so hard that drinking water can't extinguish the fire, and only healing magic can slowly extinguish the flame of the source blood.

This surprised her, she had never seen blood like this.

It was in this way that she was more determined in her inner mind that she must learn how to ignite the blood.

Suddenly, an invisible wave crept through the room.

When she looked up, the scene around her had changed drastically, and she came to the alchemy workshop.

Around her are Simon, White Bone, Xiao Qian, Little Shark and others.

Falling asleep.

Roy looked at the surrounding scene, one second he was still studying blood in his bedroom, and the next second he was here, it could only be Simon's dream.

Since Simon has the dream space skill, he can train five or six times a day, and each time is a day.

In the state of extreme training, you can achieve a training volume of six plus one, that is, a seven-day dose.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Simon would not train twice in a row in the middle of the night.

Generally, it is mainly based on five dream trainings, supplemented by one day of reality, that is, in the form of five plus one, which is about equal to six days of training.

Among them, the effect of dream training is better than reality.

People who really want to work hard, train at full intensity in their dreams, challenge their limits in various ways, and grow much faster than in reality.

At present, the Snow Mountain Adventure Group has used the dream space and trained for the equivalent of two months.

That's just the time gap.

When it comes to quality, the quality of training in dreams is enough to beat twice the quality of training for others.

From this point of view, everyone's growth rate is far more than two months.

The amount of training in two months can be compared to the average person's training volume in four months.

……

Simon explained some things to the others as usual, let them do their own thing, and then went to the nurse Roy.

"How about Roy, is there any inspiration for the direction of the new skill?" Simon asked.

"I've already tested the basic attributes, but its burning damage is too high, I'm afraid that I won't be able to treat it, so I don't dare to drink it all into my stomach." Roy said.

The dream came just in time, and she could try something more radical.

Simon nodded, then looked at the bloody blood on the countertop.

It was the blood of the Blood Demon, currently burning slowly in the clay bowl, releasing crimson flames.

The temperature on the surface of the flame was quite high, and before the face was close, he felt a hot wind rushing towards him.

Simon thought for a moment, and instead of letting Roy drink, he reached out to touch the flames.

Anyway, he is equivalent to the existence of the creator in the dream, and the injury is nothing, and it can be repaired in time.

When he touched the flame, Simon immediately felt his fingers burning, and the blood in it boiled to the extreme, directly to the ignition point.

A crimson-to-black flame was born from the blood, burning wantonly.

Simon observes from the perspective of the creator of his dreams, staring at the burning inside his skin.

He saw his veins become a fuse, and the flames spread along the fuse all the way to his elbow, and soon burned half an arm, and then to the whole arm.

The feedback to his body was that Simon's entire arm was lit with crimson flames, which was quite exaggerated.

Simon's head also shows values such as -70, -80, -90, etc., and the values are constantly expanding.

Roy immediately took out his staff and added blood to Simon.

Simon looked inwardly at the blood vessels beneath his skin and saw that the red flames were suppressed by the blood-colored healing light waves peculiar to the BloodClan, and the area where the flames could burn continued to shrink.

When they are extinguished, they burn again, fighting against the healing light waves.

But in general, the light wave of the treatment steadily suppressed the burning trend and advanced steadily.

Seeing the flame in his right arm slowly shrinking, Simon had a thought and cast a two-dimensional flat projection directly into the alchemy workshop.

Inside, a microscope-level perspective is played, that is, the battle between the source blood flame in Simon's subcutaneous veins and the healing light waves.

It was also the first time for Roy to see such a nuanced perspective, and at first she didn't know where the picture was, until Simon pointed out that it was blood vessels, this was muscles, and this was healing light waves and flames.

"That's an amazing perspective, isn't it?" While Roy was treating, he was carefully observing.

Such a fantasy projection is too magical to be heard of.

Old Wim was lying on the old man's chaise longue in the alchemy workshop, and at first he saw the projection and was unimpressed.

After listening to Simon's explanation of the term, his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stood up with his hands and feet, and walked over to watch quietly.

The master went to see it, and the two apprentice alchemists glanced at each other, and also walked over, standing behind the master and watching in silence, their eyes burning and their faces full of curiosity.

The internal structure of the human body is so large and complex, looking at the dense network of blood vessels and the distribution of muscle fibers, it seems to be the most wonderful design of nature.

The most attractive thing is the blood-colored healing light waves swimming in the blood vessels, which seem to have an autonomous consciousness, invading every burning vascular tract and pressing the flames back.

It's a tough battle.

The source of the flame lies in Simon's fingers, where it first came into contact with the flames.

The goal of healing light waves is to suppress all the way to the end, plugging the gaps in the skin, and completely extinguishing the flames.

Until, the continuous damage caused by the burning of the source blood flame has been cured, and Simon no longer loses his health and returns to full health.

"Whew-"

Roy lowered his wand, feeling like three hundred rounds of fighting.

The hands are not tired, the heart is tired.

She had never imagined the battle between the healing light wave and the source blood flame to be a life-and-death battle scenario.

Healing is an easy task, and the magic beam that can be released as you want is a healing light wave.

This is the characteristic of the profession itself, no matter how the nurse uses the magic beam, hitting the magic flat A is healing, and it is impossible to hurt others.

Unless the nurse puts down her staff and attacks others with physical means, such as fists and swords, then she can deal substantial blood reduction damage.

This time, however, Roy saw that the healing beam was not a single light.

After it entered the human body, it split into many light waves, shuttling through the blood vessels, constantly suppressing the crimson flames.

Roy looked at his staff, and for the first time felt confused.

Recalling the open and secret battles she had just seen, she had doubts.

Healing magic seems to be restrained by the source blood flame, why is that?

"How's it going, how do you feel after watching it?"

At this time, Simon saw Roy staring at the staff in a daze, and asked slowly.