"Can you not be so second-rate?" Arthur could only shake his head when he saw this review. His attribute evaluation was really a bit sick from second-rate.

The data eye can see through the properties of creatures as long as they are still alive.

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

Obviously, these comments are definitely not the original product of Arthur's magical world, but more like the lines from the second-in-year-old game in his memory in his computer before traveling through time.

"My brother has been reborn for many years, and the middle school and other things must have passed."

Looking at the Goblin eating the hare, Arthur stained the reserved hare blood on his fingers and completed the last few runes of the servant contract on the goblin.

"Boy, I am actually happy to summon a humble demonized creature. Seeing you so depraved, I really shame your ancestors."

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

"It's better to be a great demon lord who is a demon servant for me, a boy who shames my ancestors!" Arthur glanced at Black Smoke and mocked him without mercy.

"You...I curse you, and curse you forever, and your family in the name of the Lord of the Abyss."

The black smoke was as if it was stimulated by some stimulation, and the entire "body" was like an inflated balloon, occupying almost half of the height of the warehouse.

"Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you master my real name. With your weak ability, when I escape the constraints of the Demon Summoning Book, you will die without a place to die!"

The voice of the Demon Lord was as angry as a crazy hen. The devil's moody character was fully exposed. He was still happy the previous second, but he wanted to kill the whole family the next second.

But Arthur didn't care, just as he had never thought about being a second-middle demon king, nor did he intend to let this demon have been in the magic book for thousands of years and cursed his family for how long it took to break free from the constraints of the summoning book.

Abyss. Hole of Death. Shadow of Chaos. Ugly Demon. Thirty-sixth Demon Lord. Badakska. Aragon (Great Demon Clan)

Real name: Femorro, puff, puff, grahamion, Eramis

Talent: The Abyss, the Eternal Soul

Wisdom: Unknown. Physical strength: Unknown. Speed: Unknown. Bloodline: 100%. Potential: Unknown.

Evaluation: The great demon who was deprived of his body seal has the favor of the abyss and the immortal soul, which is the best material for creating a magic book for demon summoning.

The poor great demon lord would not know that he had long been rated as "material" by someone's data eyes. I'm afraid he shouldn't be just angry. He should have disintegrated his soul and returned to the origin of the abyss.

"Get back to me, don't let me command you with my real name. It's a torture to read your stinky and long name."

Arthur was tired of the big demon's clamor, but after all, he had only said a few words.

Demonic Words are indeed the dirtiest and vicious language, and it is said that even God can pollute it.

But from the demon soul that has lost its power in the abyss, it has no lethality at all.

Arthur couldn't understand at all. Even if the demon screamed, no one would pay attention to him. If he still had a throat that could be screamed.

The demon whose real name was mastered by the demon and signed the abyss contract was simply the same as a slave. They either chose to disintegrate their souls and return to the abyss, or they had to endure and accept their master's orders.

Selfish demons will not sacrifice themselves at will, and human lifespan is only a moment for them.

No matter how powerful a magician is, he cannot have the immortal eternal soul favored by the abyss like him, and has a lifespan that cannot be seen at the end.

The black smoke dissipated and the warehouse returned to quiet.

Apart from Arthur, only this goblin was left, with the sound of saliva licking the bones.

"I summoned 3 slimes in a row! Finally, I gave me one with my hands and feet."

Acid Slime (Acid Family)

Wisdom: F-. Physical strength: E. Speed: E. Bloodline: 0.1%. Potential: E.

Evaluation: Acid slime, slow crawling and low combat power, the only thing to be careful is the acid spurted into your eyes, and tell where it is its front, and you can easily defeat it.

Thinking of Slime and looking back at his summoning object, Arthur smiled with relief.

He didn't care what the big demon said, and he was quite satisfied with the result.

There are risks in traveling through time, so be cautious when making choices!

This is the valuable experience Arthur gained after traveling through time. What kind of warriors and magicians are all bullshit.

As it turns out, when you even have a problem with eating, you don’t have time to fantasize about these things.

At the age of 6, after three years of traveling through time, his short-lived warlock father finally became a sacrifice himself during a summon.

Of course, when his cheap father left, he not only lost his life, but also devoted all his property to the call that killed him.

Arthur was only six years old, but he was not really six years old.

Apart from being a little weak, his wisdom is not bad at all. After spending the first winter by storing food, he began to reclaim the land left by his father.

For him at that time, the magic that ruined the world was far less attractive than the sweet potatoes that could prevent him from hungry.

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

But he was a successful prodigal son, leaving him with dozens of acres of forest and a "yard" that he sowed for so many young people, helping him spend the most difficult "baby" time until he discovered the secret of the magic book.

When it comes to farming, you can always face some troubles, and pests and weeds are the biggest enemies.

There are no cheap chemical insecticides in the magic world, and someone who wants to be poisoned by pesticides has no chance.

He grew up with his growth until he had three slimes.

No matter how good Slime is, Adam cannot summon these soft creatures covered with acid all day long. There is a lot of work in the field, and what he needs is a real labor force.

“Gaga?”

Goblin twisted his head and watched the owner in front of him struggle to lift the feces fork and cover the straw mixed with feces on the magic circle.

Arthur didn't expect the Goblin to help. Just relying on E-'s wisdom, he would have to spend a lot of effort to learn how to distinguish the grass that can be pulled.

"I have to go to help Adetong drain tomorrow. If I had known it, I wouldn't have done a canal renovation by the river. I'd really cause trouble."

Arthur carefully checked whether the soil and straw were completely covered on the magic circle, and his movements were much gentler than the devil's summoning book.

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

The magic array that Arthur himself carved had a very small error compared to the one in front of him, but the effect was very different.

"Is that guy said true? Will adding the blood concentration in the summoning array really affect the summoning effect?"

The devil cannot believe everything, but Arthur can only sigh when he sees only 1%.

I'm afraid I'm the one with the lowest blood concentration in my world. No, I can't even summon a demon, and I don't even have the qualifications to be called a warlock.

If it weren't for Arthur's data eyes, he would probably not have even discovered the secret of summoning magic books.

With his weak bloodline, he had no ability to successfully summon, and perhaps his father also discovered this, so he did not teach him the basic knowledge of the magician.
Chapter completed!