"Whew-"

A man and a witch gallop through the underground passages.

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

Of course, Ye Hanjun is going all out, and Hua Candle is leisurely, and the two concepts are different.

For about three minutes, wisps of warm breath appeared in the perception.

Ye Hanjun stopped, and the eyebrows on both sides raised upwards at the same time.

- The little flame demon is two hundred meters ahead.

But there's another creature that's standing in its way?

Because the breath is so strange, the appearance is something I've never seen before.

Ye Hanjun didn't approach immediately, but poked out half of his head and used the Dark Demon Eye to peek forward.

At the end of the darkness, a crimson flame was revealed.

It was the young little Yan Demon, the realm of clay sculpture, only one and a half meters tall.

From behind, it does look like a burning bear cub, but it has a tail on its back, two curved horns on its head, and a head without flesh and blood, only a skull and a scorching fire.

"Roaring ......"

His father died in battle, and his mother did not hesitate to sacrifice her life to fight for a glimmer of life.

The little flame demon was in the midst of grief and anger, and was suddenly blocked by a strange guy, how could he not be annoyed?

It didn't think about it, and opened its mouth to spit out a fireball.

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

As soon as it appears, it dispels the darkness around it and goes straight to the opponent's head in a relatively fast way.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion, and the fireball actually hit.

The strange creature didn't move, he didn't even want to dodge, and he didn't even put on a defensive stance.

It completely absorbed the damage of the "Flame Ball", and its otherwise gentle breathing became slightly rapid.

"It's too light...... It's too light......"

"A little heavier! It's a little heavier!! ”

Facing the disintegrating sparks, the Night Han-kun saw the full picture of the monster.

It was a creature that was difficult to describe in words, and although it had a humanoid appearance, it didn't have the slightest hint of human aura.

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

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

But not to mention its thin body, ninety percent of its skin was wrapped in white bandages, wrapped in one circle after another, and it was airtight.

Including the face, the philtrum is used as the dividing line, and the upper half of the face is also wrapped in dense bandages, and the eyes, nose, and ears are not visible.

The only organs exposed, only two petals, were human-like, but paler, more morbidly lipped.

"Ahhh It's too light! It's too light! ”

"Didn't eat? Bombard me with all your might! I want to feel real pain!! ”

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

It emits a human voice.

Although there are only two or three sentences to turn over and over.

But with a sharp voice and a crazy tone, being in such a deep and dark underground world is not only abrupt, but already very mad.

"Wow-wow-"

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

It is petite, and its delicate neck seems to be pinched to death with a little force.

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

"Knock knock knock-"

A bandaged humanoid creature with a cane in her right hand.

The crutches are black, like half-rotten sticks, and can fall apart at any moment.

But when it hits the ground, it can make a dull sound of gold and stone colliding, and it seems to hit the chest with a bang.

The little flame demon who was not far away, his heart beat faster unconsciously, and the color of his skin changed from dark red to dark red.

It's a little scary, I've never seen this kind of enemy who doesn't dodge, doesn't defend, and screams at every turn.

But at this moment, it didn't care too much, and another ball of flame spat out of its mouth and hit the opponent's head solidly.

"Bang!"

More intense explosions.

The explosion of flames burned layers of white bandages.

Cotton wool-like shards flew everywhere like snowflakes.

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

Bandage monster on the head of the ...... It's already a blur of flesh and blood!

The flesh that had been turned out was inlaid with tattered bandages, and it was charred black.

But the strange thing is that two explosions are not enough to blow up its head, only a part of the flesh and blood on the surface.

The bandage monster was still alive and began to shout in a hysterical voice:

"It hurts! It hurts a little! ”

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

"Do your best! Boom me! Hammer me! Smash me! Kick me! Hit me! Catch me! Come on, come on, come on! ”

"Roar!!"

Xiao Yan grinned and no longer sprayed flame balls.

It lunged forward, its flaming fist slamming into the bandage monster's face, sending it flying five meters in one fell swoop.

But the bandage monster didn't wait a few seconds, and he crawled up on crutches again, still muttering "Not enough!" Far from enough! ”

Xiao Yan Demon does not understand human language.

But its inexplicable irritability and the anger it aroused finally climbed to the extreme.

It lunged forward again, flaming fist punch after punch slamming into the bandage monster's body.

Focus on the head, then on the torso.

In the dark world where the firelight is flickering, the sound of banging is constantly ringing.

The angry little flame demon seemed to vent at the sandbag.

For a full three minutes, most of its emotions were cathartic, its anger weakened, and the whole demon regained a trace of calm.

But it looked incomprehensibly, and the monster with all kinds of bandages, scorched black and twisted joints, crawled up again.

"It's too light...... It's still too light......"

"I want to feel the pain...... Is it so hard!? ”

"Wow-wow-"

During the fierce battle, the three-eyed crow, which was flying alone in mid-air, landed again on the shoulder on the left side of the bandage monster.

Its eyes are still bottomless indifference, as if everything in the world placed in front of it cannot make it feel warm.

"I've had enough!"

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

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

The charred black bandage shattered, and suddenly a new white bandage wrapped around the little flame demon like a spirit snake coming out of a hole.

It was too sudden, beating the prey that had not fought back for so long, and became a hunter in a breath...... Little Flame Demon failed to dodge!

But it instinctively increased the output of the fire element, and the crimson flames that shrouded its body intensified.

The white bandage came into contact with it, making a constant sizzling sound, and gray-black smoke rose up, fishy and pungent.

"Uhhh

There were too many white bandages, and even though they were partially burned, they still wrapped around Xiao Yandemon's body in the end.

With a bang, the little flame demon was thrown to the ground, and the bandage monster raised the crutch in his right hand and smashed it on the stomach, the speed of the action and the power of the force, which was completely inconsistent with its antics of limping when it walked.

"Wow-"

The three-eyed crow on his shoulder, yawned and seemed to be very bored.

Even at this time, its owner is angry, but it seems to have nothing to do with itself and does not care.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The half-rotten wooden stick smashed into the stomach of the little flame demon, stabbing the flesh and breaking the ribs in a few moments.

The little flame demon let out a terrible scream, and kept wailing, trying to break free.

But it was unable to break free from the bandages, so it was fixed to the ground, repeatedly subjected to the torture of wooden sticks.

"Bang!!"

With a heavy blow, another rib was shattered.

The bandage monster paused for a moment, and the wooden stick it raised was about to stab the fire demon's heart.

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

The bandages that wrapped around the fire demon were all broken, and the flower candle that manifested itself in the form of a pair of scissors blocked the wooden stick with its scissors pliers, and did not let it knock off the final blow that could have killed him.

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

The bandage monster's bared teeth relaxed slightly, 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 it?! ”

"Babble?"

Guagua's top opened the cap of the bottle and poked his head out.

As for the remaining flames on the surface of Xiao Yan Demon's body, it tilted its head to observe, its clear and translucent little eyes full of curiosity.

This thing...... It's weird!

Obviously, the size is about the same as that of a large tadpole, but the breath emanating from the whole body is ...... It's kind of annoying!

The tadpole appears for the first time, and the idea of not wanting to get close to a certain creature.

Its strangeness, Ye Hanjun saw it in his eyes.

But at this moment, Ye Hanjun can't take care of Guaga for the time being.

Results of the "Accreditation" ...... Rare in life!

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[Race Name]: Doomsday Messenger

Chaos Seal: Hell/Calamity

[Major]: Twisted Path/Thanksgiving Path/Destruction Path/Chaos Path

[Rank]: The Tire of Clay Sculpture: Perfection

[Chaos Pattern]: 70 "Staff Strike", 77 "Binding", 90 "Thanksgiving", 95 "Self-Healing"

[Core Personality]: "Desire is not satisfied/Grace is like a mountain"

[Current Status]: Lost (severe) / Lonely (mild) / Injured (mild) / Irritable (intense) / Expectant (intense)...

[Contractual relationship]: None

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"Pain...... The pain is gone! ”

"Woooooooooooo I want pain! It pains me! ”

A monster creature named "Doomsday" gives up attacking the Little Flame Demon.

As the crutches snapped down, it held its head in both hands and let out a helpless and miserable wail.

If someone who doesn't know sees this scene, they will think that Ye Hanjun has done something to it.

But Ye Han Junzi carefully examined the attribute panel corresponding to the qualification appraisal, and his two eyes contracted into a needle-like shape, and he was never able to return to normal.

This bandaged monster ...... It's so special!

Whether it's the "Chaos Seal" or the "Core Personality", its particularity is not necessarily behind the once gray and shining flower candle!

Even, if you compare the Pure Soul Guaga with it, Ye Hanjun can't tell for a while, whether the Pure Soul is rarer, or this rare "Double Seal Body" is better!

"Guagua, beat it."

Seeing the Doomsday Messenger faintly showing impatience, the emotions revealed became more and more irritable.

Ye Hanjun took the lead in sending Guaga and commanding it to "fight".

"Yay!"

Guagua nodded, it's still quite good at fighting, isn't it just a sudden attack on the target?

A small mouth activated, and the sky blue water bomb struck the Doombringer's head with unmistakable precision at a rate of 12 shots per second.

"Tutu Tu Tu Tu—"

"Tutu Tu Tu Tu—"

At a distance of less than fifteen meters, the Doomsday Messenger couldn't stabilize the balance of his body at all, and flew out in one fell swoop.

The three-eyed crow on its shoulder also swept away its sleepiness, flapping its wings and flying towards the top of the cave.

"Pain, pain, pain! It hurts a little! It hurts even more than just now!! ”

After eating a full set of "machine water guns", the Doomsday Messenger slammed to his feet, and his already sunken brain was oozing blood.

But it was still alive and kicking, unaffected.

Stretching out his hand, the crutch that had fallen to the ground appeared in its hand, and the messenger of doom, who was limping with a cane, took the initiative to stand ten meters in front of the little tadpole with funny and embarrassing movements.

"Come on, come on, go on!"

"I want more intense pain! Beat me up as much as you want! I'll feel it with my heart!! ”

"Babble??"

Guagua was a little confused.

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

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

The voice in my head is: Wow, wow, wow! Wow wow! Wow wow! - And so on.

But...... Never mind!

Guagua has memorized the tadpole's order - fight!

Plus instinctively hate this thing and don't want it to be close to your body.

Guaga turned on the machine water gun burst state, and pointed at the head of the bandage monster, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly.

"It's a little painful...... Woowoo...... It's wonderful! ”

"Would you like to be friends with me? Let's feel the pain with our hearts! Forever and ever!! ”

……

Ye Hanjun held his breath and stared, and after fighting for five minutes, this doomsday messenger whose upper half of his head had been flattened off and his body was full of ballistic holes was still alive!

It seems that it can't be killed, no matter how terrifying the external and internal injuries are, no matter how bloody it is or the body fluids are spurted more than ten meters away...... None of them can affect its wow-wow-wrenching mouth and frantically twitching body.

It's a ...... Masochism?

Is it a matter of character, or is it the racial characteristics of this guy himself?

Ye Hanjun couldn't sort out his thoughts, but he knew that Guagua didn't want to play anymore.

Machine gun after machine-water gun, with only a few seconds between each time.

The tadpole didn't feel tired, but it was bored, and it was not fun to fight with this thing in front of it!

"Roaring ......"

Xiao Yan Demon trembled, and the flame burning in his head seemed to be about to be extinguished.

What kind of monster is this? Why can't it be bombarded no matter how much you beat it?

And also......

What kind of existence is this big white snake?

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

At this moment, the little flame demon who was forced to splash with water was cold all over, and he missed his parents very much.

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

"Smash me! Hurry up and smash me! I want more pain!! ”

The messenger of doom who roared at the top of his voice went completely insane.

"Flower candles, you go."

Night Hanjun nodded at the Sandstorm Witch and patted the tadpole's butt so that it wouldn't have to fight and come back to rest.

"Yay!"

Guaga got his wish, and his little tail wagged fast.

No matter how much the "rag" shouted, it turned around, not wanting to deal with it at all.

When it returned to the kettle, drank a few sips of water, and rested for a few seconds, it poked its head out leisurely and joined in the fun according to its own ideas.

"Nope! The pain is gone (°д°)!! ”

The Doomsday Messenger grabbed his head and tore his bandages with all his might.

In the middle of the rise, the machine water gun suddenly stopped, and there was no intention of continuing.

This empty mood...... Who can understand?

This itching with ants crawling all over your body...... Who can understand?

"Whew-"

It was as if the horn was blowing hard against the ear, and the whistling tail spike pierced through the bandage monster's body at lightning speed.

Mad Doom Messenger...... A whole freeze!

It was clear that the bandage was covering its eyes, so it should not be able to see anything, but it still made a downward scrutiny movement.

And then...... The Doomsday Messenger trembles!

The flesh and blood all over its body trembled, and it shook wildly with the tattered bandages that wrapped around its body.

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

"That's how it feels! That's right! That's how it feels! Ahhh ”

The corners of Ye Hanjun's eyes twitched slightly.

Looking up at the flower candle of the Doomsday Messenger, the golden pupils also flickered slightly, as if it was the first time that he had encountered such a strange request.

Whirling tail thorns!

Whirling tail thorns!

Whirling tail thorns!

……

Seven consecutive punctures, seven fist-sized holes appeared in the Doombringer's stomach.

There was a lot of blood gushing out, and almost in the blink of an eye, a small blood-red pond formed on the ground.

With such a bloody and blurry picture, ordinary people may leave a shadow for a lifetime when they see it.

"Poof—"

Blood also began to spurt from the mouth of the Doomsday.

But it refused to fall to the ground, and had to force its body with crutches.

"It hurts! Mrs. is so painful! That's the real pain! Ah~~~()~~~"

The tail note of ecstasy, in exchange for the scissors pliers of the candle.

You don't need to activate the skill "Hurricane Shear" to easily cut off one of the arms of the bandage monster.

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

"So satisfied! Thoroughly satisfied! Thank you!! ”

The Doomsday Messenger didn't care about the extent of his body, and the corners of his grinning mouth almost reached the base of his ear.

It laughed at first, then the laughter gradually subsided, and on its broken head, it said with great tenderness:

"It's you! It's you, you're you! You made it such a wonderful experience! ”

"I'll repay you, and I'll do my best to make you feel this too!"

"Come on, come on, come on, come on! Scream! Rejoice! Feel the pain with your heart with me! Then become good friends with me! ”

"Knock knock knock-"

The Doomsday Messenger grabbed the crutch and struck the ground hard.

It looked like a corpse that had just died but had been unexpectedly reincarnated, and blood-stained bandages poured out of its body endlessly, almost overwhelmingly enveloping the candles.

The flower candle is slightly discolored.

When dealing with the little flame demon, although the Doomsday Messenger is also a crushing posture.

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

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

It seems to have entered some kind of peculiar fury mode, the bandage flies so fast and so strong, and the inflexible Xia Zhao Void is bound to be unable to dodge.

"Click, click—"

With a wave of the hurricane's scissors, the bandages in the sky burst open a gap.

The flower candle escaped calmly, but the unrelenting messenger of Doom staggered towards her, and the half-rotten wooden cane rumbled to the ground every time it fell.

"This should be a skill called "Thanksgiving", don't dodge, take its attack head-on." Ye Hanjun admonished from the side.

"Yes."

The flower candle no longer tried to pull out and burst back, and went up again.

Overjoyed, the Doomsday Messenger hurriedly raised his cane and slammed it on her head.

"Dangdang! Dangdang! ”

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

The Twin Tiangang Sand Shield, which had not been completely shattered so far, was actually filled with cracks on one side, infinitely close to a state of shattering.

This seems to prove ...... The doomsday messenger of this meeting can be compared to the aggressive type of Kasumi Zhao?

It has to be the kind of very powerful glow void channel, such as "Muscle Zombie", which can occupy enough advantages at the same level......

Raising his head, he glanced at the three-eyed crow hovering in the sky, and the Night Hanjun was thoughtful.

"Its body structure should be different from that of a normal creature, and it doesn't matter if it is aimed at its head until it can't move."

Flower Candle nodded slightly, and a dodge appeared, appearing behind the Doomsday Messenger.

Without waiting for the other party to react, the roaring tail pierced through its Heavenly Spirit Cover, as light and casual as crushing tofu.

"Pain...... It hurts so much!! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo...... I was so impressed......"

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

But the outrageous thing is that the Doomsday Messenger can still make a sound.

The appearance of gratitude to Dade must have been so excited that he burst into tears, and he couldn't wait to kneel down and salute the flower candles.

"I've never seen such a perverted guy as you in the clay sculpture fetus......"

Night Hanjun stomped on the Doomsday's head, and it let out an indescribable roar that seemed to get cooler.

"Roaring ......"

Little Flame Demon barely managed to get up.

Probably too scared, its back was pressed against a rock wall, and it was clear that there was no way back, but it still wanted to squeeze out a path.

Ye Hanjun glanced at it, a little bored.

The core personality of this fire demon turned out to be "honest".

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

However, for the demon clan, subtly suppressing the ferocity is a big drawback.

"So ......"

"Let's take a look first, can you, who are half of the blood of demons, sign a contract with me?"

Night Hanjun's gaze fell on the Doomsday Messenger, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand were brought together, and they fell on the center of his eyebrows.

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PS: There's no trick, change the lines, and try it for free.

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