The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

Chapter 145: Two Seals in One Body, the Messenger of Doom

"call--"

One man and one wizard were speeding through the underground passage.

One relies on the dark element, and the other relies on the wind element, like two intertwined shadows, one black and one white.

Of course, Ye Hanjun is going all out, while Hua Zhu is taking a leisurely pace, and the two have different concepts.

In about three minutes, wisps of warm breath appeared in my perception.

Ye Hanjun stopped and raised both eyebrows at the same time.

——The little Balrog is two hundred meters ahead.

But there is another creature blocking its way?

Because the aura is so strange and the appearance is something I have never seen before.

Lord Yehan did not approach immediately, but stuck half of his head out and used the Darkest Demonic Eyes to peek forward.

At the end of the darkness, a red flame stood out.

That was a young Balrog, a mature clay sculpture, only one and a half meters tall.

Seen from behind, it does look like a bear cub burning with flames, but it has a tail on its back, two curved horns on its head, and its head has no flesh and blood, only skull and fire.

"Roar……"

His father died in the war, and his mother did not hesitate to sacrifice her life to fight for a chance of survival.

The little Balrog was in the midst of grief and anger, and was suddenly blocked by a strange guy. How could he not be annoyed?

Without thinking, it opened its mouth and spit out a fireball.

A red fireball with a diameter of more than thirty centimeters, blazing and vicious.

As soon as it appears, it dispels the surrounding darkness and heads straight for the opponent's head in a relatively fast way.

"boom!"

There was an explosion, and the fireball actually hit.

The strange guy was motionless, showing no intention of evading, and didn't even assume a defensive posture.

It took all the damage from the "Fire Ball", and its originally gentle breathing became slightly faster.

"Too light... too light..."

"Harder! Harder!!"

Facing the disintegrating sparks, Ye Hanjun saw the monster in full view.

It was a creature that was difficult to describe in words. Although it had a human-like appearance, it did not have the slightest aura that humans should have.

It is 1.8 meters tall, not much different from the average height of an adult man.

Two arms, two legs, a head... There is nothing weird about these structures.

Not to mention its skinny body, 95% of its skin was wrapped in white bandages, wrapped round and round, making it airtight.

Including the face, with the philtrum as the dividing line, the upper half of the face was also covered with dense bandages. No eyes, no nose, no ears could be seen.

The only exposed organ was two lips similar to those of humans, but paler and more sickly.

"Ahh! It's too light! It's too light!"

"Didn't you eat? Hit me with all your strength! I want to feel real pain!!"

The monster screamed, opening and closing its mouth, and two rows of neat teeth could be seen.

It makes a human voice.

Although there are only two or three sentences repeated over and over again.

But the sharp voice and crazy tone, being in such a deep and dark underground world, are not only abrupt, but also very scary.

"Wow - wow -"

A bandaged humanoid with a white crow standing on its left shoulder.

It is petite in size, and its delicate neck seems to be able to be crushed to death with just a little force.

But it actually has three eyes, each of which is blood-red, revealing gloom and indifference, as well as human cruelty.

"Dong dong dong - dong dong dong -"

A humanoid creature covered in bandages, holding a cane in its right hand.

The crutch was black, like a half-rotted stick, and could fall apart at any time.

But when it was knocked on the ground, it made a dull sound like metal and stone colliding, as if it was hit in the chest.

The heart of the little Balrog not far away was beating faster involuntarily, and the color of his skin changed from dark red to deep red.

It's a bit scary. I've never seen an enemy like this that doesn't dodge or defend, and screams at every turn.

But at this moment, it couldn't care too much, and spit out another flame ball from its mouth, hitting the opponent's head solidly.

"Bang!"

A stronger explosion.

The explosion of flames burned away the layers of white bandages.

Fragments like cotton wool were flying everywhere, drifting like snowflakes.

But when the scorching fire light gradually weakened, Ye Hanjun's pupils shrank slightly.

The bandage monster's forehead... was already a bloody mess!

The turned-out flesh and blood were inlaid with tattered bandages, all burnt black.

But the strange thing is that the two explosions were not enough to blow up its head, and could only destroy part of the superficial flesh and blood tissue.

The bandage monster was still alive and kicking, and started shouting in a hysterical voice:

"It hurts! It hurts a little!"

"But it's not enough! It's not enough! It's still too light!"

"Use all your strength! Hit me! Hammer me! Smash me! Kick me! Hit me! Catch me! Come on, come on, come on!"

"Roar!!"

The little Balrog bared his teeth and stopped spraying flame balls.

It charged forward, hammering the bandaged monster's face with its flaming fist, sending it flying five meters away.

But within a few seconds, the bandage monster got up again on crutches, still muttering "Not enough! Not enough!"

The little Balrog cannot understand human language.

But its inexplicable irritability and aroused anger finally reached the extreme.

It lunged forward again, hitting the bandaged monster's body with its flaming fists one after another.

Focus on the head, and then the torso.

In the dark world where the firelight flickered, banging and banging sounds continued to sound.

The angry little Balrog seemed to be venting his anger on a sandbag.

In three full minutes, most of its emotions were vented, its anger weakened, and the entire demon regained a trace of calmness.

But it looked at it incomprehensibly. The bandaged monster, whose body was charred and whose joints were all kinds of twisted, got up again.

"Too light...still too light..."

"I want to feel pain...is it so hard!?"

"Wow - wow -"

During the fierce battle, the three-eyed crow flying alone in the air landed on the left shoulder of the bandaged monster again.

There is still bottomless indifference in its eyes, as if everything in the world is placed in front of it, and it is impossible for it to feel warmth.

"I'm done!"

"Those who don't know how to experience pain are not qualified to live in this world!"

"I'm going to find the next friend who can bring me pain! As for you...go to hell!"

The burnt black bandage collapsed, and suddenly a new white bandage appeared, wrapping around the little Balrog like a snake coming out of its hole.

This was too sudden. The prey that had been beaten for so long without fighting back suddenly turned into a hunter... The little Balrog failed to dodge!

But it has the ability to enhance the output of the fire element, and the red flames covering the body's surface burn more and more intensely.

When the white bandage comes into contact with it, it keeps making a sizzling sound, and gray-black smoke rises, which is fishy and pungent.

"Shua——"

There were so many white bandages that even though part of them were burned, they eventually wrapped around the little Balrog's body.

With a bang, the little Balrog was thrown to the ground. The bandage monster raised the crutch in his right hand and hit it on the stomach. The speed of the movement and the power of the force were so fast that it was limping as it walked. Gui's antics are completely inconsistent.

"Wow--"

The three-eyed crow on the shoulder yawned and seemed very bored.

Even at this time, its owner was furious, but it seemed like it had nothing to do with him and didn't care.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The half-rotted wooden stick hit the little Balrog's belly one after another, piercing the flesh and bones and breaking the ribs within a few times.

The little Balrog let out a shrill scream, kept wailing, and tried to use his strength to break free.

But it didn't have the ability to break free from the bandages, so it was fixed to the ground and repeatedly endured the torture of being hit with wooden sticks.

"boom!!"

A heavy blow, and another rib was shattered.

The bandage monster paused for a moment, and raised the wooden stick to stab the Balrog's heart.

A gust of wind blew by, followed by a flash of snow-white sword light.

All the bandages wrapping around the Balrog were broken, and Hanazhu, who had taken the form, used the scissors to block the wooden stick, preventing it from knocking off the final blow that might have killed him.

Ye Hanjun slowly walked out of the darkness, approaching step by step, getting closer step by step.

The bandage monster's bared teeth gradually relaxed, and its mouth opened slightly, as if it was surprised for a moment.

"You...do you understand pain?"

"I want suffocating, desperate pain! Can you do that?!"

"Eye?"

Guagua opened the bottle cap and stuck his head out.

Looking at the flames remaining on the surface of the little Balrog, it tilted its head to observe, its clear and translucent eyes full of curiosity.

This thing... is so strange!

It's obviously about the same size as a giant tadpole, but the aura it exudes... is a bit annoying!

The first time a tadpole appears, the thought of not wanting to be near a creature.

Lord Ye Han noticed its strangeness.

But at this moment, Lord Yehan could not take care of Guagua for the time being.

The result of the "Qualification Appraisal"... is rare in my life!

——

[Race Name]: Doombringer

[Chaos Seal]: "Prison/Disaster"

[Major]: The Way of Distortion/The Way of Gratitude/The Way of Destruction/The Way of Disaster

[Rank]: Clay Sculpture · Perfection

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: Pattern 70 "Strike with Rod", Pattern 77 "Binding", Pattern 90 "Grateful Feedback", Pattern 95 "Self-Repair"

[Core Personality]: "Dissatisfied with desires/Heavy favors"

[Current status]: Lost (severe)/Lonely (mild)/Injured (mild)/Irritated (intense)/Expectation (intense)…

[Contractual relationship]: None

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"The pain...the pain is gone!"

"Oooh! I want pain! Let me feel the pain!"

The strange creature named "Bringer of Doom" gave up attacking the little Balrog.

As the crutch fell with a clatter, it held its head with both hands and let out a helpless and pitiful cry.

If any uninformed person saw this scene, they would think that Lord Ye Han had done something to it.

But Yehan Junzai carefully examined the attribute panel corresponding to the qualification appraisal, his eyes shrank into needlepoint shapes, and he could never return to normal.

This bandaged monster... is so special!

Whether it is the "Chaos Seal" or the "Core Personality", its particularity - it is not necessarily behind the dim and shining candles that once were!

Even if you compare the Jing's Favorite Spirit Guagua with it, Lord Yehan can't tell for a moment whether the Jing Favorite Spirit is rarer or whether this rare "double-seal body" is better!

"Guagua, beat it."

Seeing the doomsday messenger's impatient expression, his emotions became more and more irritable.

Ye Hanjun took the lead in sending Guagua and commanded it to "fight".

"Eey!"

Guagua nodded. He was pretty good at fighting. Isn't he just thrusting at the target?

Opening his small mouth, the machine water gun was activated, and sky-blue water bullets were sprayed at a frequency of 12 per second, hitting the doomsday messenger's forehead accurately.

"Tu tu tu tu——"

"Tu tu tu tu——"

Less than fifteen meters away, the Doomsday Messenger couldn't stabilize his body balance at all and flew out in an instant.

The three-eyed crow on its shoulder also cleared away its sleepiness, flapped its wings, and circled towards the top of the cave.

"It hurts, it hurts! It hurts a little! It hurts even more than before!!"

After eating a whole set of "Water Guns", the Doomsday Messenger stood up suddenly, blood oozing from his sunken forehead.

But it was still alive and kicking without any impact.

He stretched out his hand and summoned it, and the crutch that had fallen to the ground appeared in its hand. The doomsday messenger, limping on crutches, took the initiative to stand ten meters in front of the tadpole with a funny and embarrassing movement.

"Come on, come on, keep going!"

"I want more intense pain! Beat me as much as you want! I will feel it with my heart!!"

“Eye??”

Guagua was a little confused.

Although this thing speaks clearly, it speaks too fast when it is emotional.

Guagua, who barely reached the kindergarten language level, still couldn't understand what this thing was talking about.

The sound in my head is: wow wow wow! Wow wow wow! Wow wow wow! ——and so on.

But that's okay!

Guagua has already memorized the Tadpole's order - fight!

In addition, I instinctively hate this thing and don't want it to come close to my body.

Guagua turned on the machine water gun and fired continuously, aiming at the bandage monster's forehead, pop, pop, pop.

"It hurts a little bit...ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wonderful!"

"Will you be friends with me? Let's feel the pain with our hearts together! Forever and ever!!"

Lord Ye Han held his breath and concentrated, and after five minutes of fighting, the doomsday messenger, whose upper half of his head had been flattened off and whose body was riddled with bullet holes, was still alive and kicking!

It seemed as if it could not be beaten to death. No matter how scary the external and internal injuries were, no matter how blood flowed all over the floor or body fluids sprayed out more than ten meters away...it could not affect its screaming mouth and crazy twitching body.

Is this a... masochist?

Is it a problem of personality or the racial characteristics of this guy?

Ye Hanjun couldn't think clearly, but he knew that Guagua didn't want to play anymore.

One water cannon shot after another, with only a few seconds between each time.

Although the tadpole didn't feel tired, it felt very bored. Fighting with the thing in front of it was not fun at all!

"Roar……"

The little Balrog shivered, and the fire burning in his head seemed to be extinguished.

What kind of monster is this? Why can't I kill it no matter how hard I beat it?

besides……

What kind of existence is this small white snake that is quite big?

Even if you have the annoying water element, why can you fire infinitely? ?

At this moment, the little Balrog, who was forced to splash water all over, felt cold all over and missed his parents especially.

"It's still a bit light! It could be a little heavier!"

"Smash me! Smash me quickly! I want more pain!!"

The messenger of doom, roaring at the top of his lungs, was completely crazy.

"Hua Zhu, come on."

Lord Ye Han nodded towards the Sandstorm Witch, then patted the tadpole's butt, telling it not to fight anymore and come back to rest.

"Eey!"

Guagua got his wish, and his little tail wagged so fast.

No matter how much "Ragged Rag" yelled, it turned around and didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

After he returned to the kettle, he drank a few water and rested for a few seconds. Then he leisurely poked his head out and joined in the fun according to his own ideas.

"No! The pain is gone (°д°)!!!"

The Doombringer grabbed his head and tore off his bandage.

In the middle of the excitement, the water cannon suddenly stopped and had no intention of continuing.

This feeling of emptiness...who can understand?

Who can understand this kind of itching with ants crawling all over the body?

"call--"

As if a horn was blowing hard against the ears, the roaring tail thorn penetrated the body of the bandaged monster at lightning speed.

The crazy doomsday messenger... froze!

It was obvious that the bandage was covering its eyes and it should not be able to see anything, but it still lowered its head to examine it.

Then... the doomsday messenger trembled!

The flesh and blood all over its body was trembling, and the tattered bandages wrapped around its body were shaking crazily.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!!"

"That's what it feels like! Yes! That's what it feels like! Ahhhh!!"

The corners of Ye Hanjun's eyes twitched slightly.

Hua Zhu raised his head to observe the messenger of doom, and his golden pupils flickered slightly, as if he had encountered such a strange request for the first time.

Howling Tail Thorn!

Howling Tail Thorn!

Howling Tail Thorn!

After seven consecutive punctures, seven fist-sized holes appeared in the Doombringer's belly.

A lot of blood poured out, forming a small blood-red pond on the ground almost in the blink of an eye.

Such a bloody scene may leave a lifelong shadow for ordinary people.

"puff--"

The Doomsday Messenger also began to spurt blood from his mouth.

But it refused to fall to the ground and insisted on using crutches to support its body.

"It hurts! It hurts, madam! This is the real pain! Ah~~~()~~~"

The ending of ecstasy is exchanged for the scissors and pliers of flowers and candles.

You don't even need to activate the skill "Hurricane Scissors" to easily cut off an arm of the bandaged monster.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

"So satisfied! Completely satisfied! Thank you!!"

The Doomsday Messenger didn't care at all about the degree of damage to his body, and the corners of his grinned mouth almost reached the base of his ears.

It laughed at first, then the laughter gradually subsided, and on its fragmented head, it said extremely gently:

"It's you! It's you, it's you, it's you! It's you who gave me such a wonderful experience!"

"I will repay you, and I will do my best to make you feel the same!"

"Come on, come on, come on! Scream! Cheer! Feel the pain with my heart! Then become good friends with me!"

"Dong dong dong - dong dong dong -"

The Doombringer grabbed his cane and struck it hard on the ground.

It was like a corpse that had just died but was reincarnated unexpectedly. Bandages stained with blood poured out endlessly from its body, covering the flowers and candles almost overwhelmingly.

The color of the flower candle changes slightly.

When dealing with the little Balrog, the Doomsday Messenger was still in a crushing posture.

But it already has the advantage of rank, which is reasonable.

But at this moment, what the Doomsday Messenger showed was combat power that transcended ranks!

It seemed to be entering some kind of strange violent mode. The bandage flew so fast and with so much force that Xia Zhaoxuyin, who was not flexible enough, would not be able to dodge.

"Click, click, click—"

With a swipe of the hurricane scissors, the bandages in the sky opened a big hole.

Hua Zhu escaped calmly, but the unyielding Messenger of Doom staggered toward her. Every time the half-rotted wooden crutch fell, it would make a rumble on the ground.

"This should be a skill called "Grateful Feedback". Don't hide, just take its attack head-on. "Jun Ye Han warned from the side.

"yes."

Hua Zhu no longer tried to get away and retreated, but faced him again.

The doomsday messenger was overjoyed and hurriedly raised his cane and hit her on the head.

"Dang-dang-dang! Dang-dang-dang!"

In just a few seconds, at least 36 "stick strikes" fell.

The Double Tiangang Sand Shield, which has not been completely broken so far, is actually filled with cracks on one side, and is extremely close to being broken.

This seems to prove...that the Doomsday Messenger this time can rival the aggressive Kasumi Kasumi?

It also has to be a very powerful Kasumi-sho phantom, such as "Muscle Zombie", which can have enough advantages at the same level...

Raising his head and glancing at the three-eyed crow hovering in the sky, Lord Ye Han was thoughtful.

"Its body structure should be different from ordinary creatures. It doesn't matter if you hit it until it can't move. It doesn't matter if you aim at the head."

Hua Zhu nodded slightly and appeared behind the messenger of doom.

Without waiting for the opponent to react, the roaring tail stab penetrated its Tianling Cap as easily and casually as crushing tofu.

"It hurts...it hurts too much!!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The upper half of the face was torn apart, the white bandage was soaked in bright red blood, and now there was some unknown gray liquid, which was disgusting.

But what is outrageous is that the doomsday messenger can also make a sound.

That grateful look must have made her burst into tears, and she wanted to kneel down and salute Hua Zhu.

"In the womb of clay sculpture, I have never seen such a perverted guy like you..."

Ye Hanjun stepped on the Doombringer's head with his foot, and it roared indescribably again, seeming to feel more comfortable.

"Roar……"

The little Balrog managed to get up.

Probably because it was too scared, its back was pressed against a rock wall, and it still wanted to squeeze out a path even though it had no way to retreat.

Ye Hanjun glanced at it, a little bored.

The core personality of this Balrog is "honesty".

This kind of personality, although after establishing a relationship, it is easy to obey orders and follow instructions.

But for the demons, subtly suppressing their ferocious nature is actually a minor shortcoming.

"So……"

"Let's see first. Can you, with half the blood of a demon, sign a contract with me?"

Ye Hanjun's eyes fell on the messenger of doom, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand came together and touched the center of his eyebrows.

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PS: I’m out of ideas, change the lines and make it a free trial.

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