"Puff-"

The wind sounded, and the Doomsday Messenger, who had just gotten up, flew out again.

"Puff puff—"

The wind sounded three times, and the Doomsday Messenger crashed into a raised rock wall, leaving a blur of flesh and blood on both the front and back.

"Pain...... It's starting to hurt! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo So happy......"

"But it's not enough! It hurts a little more! It hurts a little more! ”

……

It was used as a sandbag to smash back and forth, and within a few strokes, the Doomsday Messenger became scarred again.

Ye Hanjun pondered that this was not a problem.

Can't you summon it every time you summon it, you have to let the flower candle dry it to cripple, and then let it go back to sleep, right?

But......

Yesterday's worries can be dispelled.

When he started beating Mo, the "Demon Attendant" had the effect of accelerating the flow of power.

When the silence expresses "Pain! It hurts! It hurts so much! At that time, the effect of accelerating the flow of power changed from a trickling stream to a rushing river, and the momentum of rushing forward was fierce.

- Surprise!

According to the cultivation policy of "adapting measures to the conditions of the beast", Ye Hanjun only needs to let Mo experience the pain it wants day after day.

He can perfectly play the role of "serving the devil", and the frequency of triggering the law of resonance can be maintained at an extremely high level.

In this way, it is really not difficult to catch up with the progress of the "coach".

"Flower candle, stop."

At the sound of an order, the witch withdrew.

The Doomsday Messenger was obviously not enjoying it, and kept shouting "why is the pain gone", gradually falling into impatience and confusion.

The Night Chill King pulls out the Key of the Grey Sun and summons the Gate of Life and Death.

Suddenly, a powerful suction force swept in, as if to drag the soul out of the flesh shell.

With the skills he had mastered so far, Ye Han-kun shielded the flower candle and let her stay outside to protect the Dharma instead of entering the door to participate in the training.

But - the Doomsday Messenger sucked in with him!

As soon as he came to the white island inside the gate of life and death, Mo suddenly kept silent.

The three-eyed crow, perched on his left shoulder, looked around more alertly, completely unaware of what was happening.

"Wow~~~"

The gray shadow wriggles, and the battle avatar condenses and takes shape.

It is a clay sculpture of a "catapult" that can carry a total of five fist-sized stones on its back.

Doesn't that sound miniatial?

No, the rocks are only the size of a fist, but they have been nourished by the blood of mud rats.

As long as you get out of its back and really throw it, the weight of each piece can reach hundreds of catties.

When it hits the ground, it will inevitably be a bang, and the unlucky ones who can't dodge will definitely pay a painful price.

"Pain...... I want pain ......"

"Whoosh-"

Stone rats throw "heavy stones".

At an interval of no more than fifty meters, the stone was thrown above the Doomsday's head and then freefell.

“？”

The three-eyed crow on its shoulder fluttered and flew away.

Mo Ze raised his head, and he didn't know what kind of sensory organ he relied on, staring blankly at the falling stone.

"Bang!"

Without dodging, the heavy stone smashed into the head of the Doomsday Messenger, like a watermelon bursting open.

"It's too light...... A little heavier! Mo muttered discontentedly.

"Whoosh-"

The stone-throwing rat turns on the continuous throwing mode, and the remaining four stones all fly out.

The Doomsday Messenger, who had taken five skills with his head, couldn't hold it up, and fell down entirely.

But it was far from the time when it took its last breath, it only slowed down for a while, and immediately got up.

"Squeak squeak—"

After using up the only five stones, the fighting power of the stone slinger fell to ninety percent.

It rushed forward, biting with its sharp teeth and scratching with its miniature claws.

Silence allowed it to output, and for five minutes, it went from anticipation to irritability, unable to hold back the anger in patience any longer.

"It's too light! It's too light! ”

"You don't have the power to give me real pain, get out of here! !! ”

Enraged, the Doomsday Messenger spreads the bandage and rolls around the sling.

Then, after only five or six lashes of the rod full of rage, the stone slinger became a shattered shadow and disappeared from view.

"Boom—"

The second round begins.

This time, Doomsday Bringer is in for a treat.

If the stone slings were not the embodiment of battle, but a real creature, they probably would never have imagined that one day, all five of their stones would hit the target, and not a single one of them missed.

There are a total of ten "heavy stones", because Mo has never moved his feet, and the stacked damage is very terrifying.

It's a body...... It's rotten!

The Night Chill Monarch hanging in the sky judged from this that Mo's main body would indeed die if it suffered enough damage.

But this is not really a fall, because the Three-Eyed Raven is still alive, and it will fly to the ground and resurrect the subject of Mo through "self-healing".

However, this process is not done overnight and takes a certain amount of time.

But such a long wait, the law imposed by the death challenge, is naturally intolerable.

There are more and more slings.

From two, to hundreds.

Hundreds of them threw heavy stones together, and the scene was no less than a small-scale siege.

Even though the Three-Eyed Raven showed great agility and swiftness, it was eventually defeated.

"Wow-"

The picture freezes, and the soul is reversed by the door of life and death.

It was dark in front of him, and when he woke up, Ye Hanjun had already returned to the real world.

"Pain...... The pain is gone again!! ”

The lower half of Mo's exposed face showed an extremely frightened expression, as if he couldn't believe it.

"No...... No, no, no...... Wrong!! ”

"That's not real pain...... That's false...... There is no practical point!! ”

Mo suddenly hugged his head.

It is always crazy when it speaks, and it actually understands the essence of the death challenge at once.

"The skin is open and the flesh is blooming...... Bleeding from the head...... Riddled ......"

"Anything is good...... But I don't want false pain...... I'm going to taste the real pain! Ahhh ”

Ye Hanjun raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Doomsday Messenger...... So resistant to the challenge of death?

In its eyes, the pain felt through the incarnation is all false and has no real meaning?

Could it be that what it needs is not "spiritual satisfaction", but "physical satisfaction", so pure and simple?

Thinking slightly, Ye Hanjun bit the index finger of his right hand.

As blood poured out, he leaned down and painted against the void.

The Darkest Abyss has reappeared.

It was as if it could devour all colors of darkness, but it could not consume his blood.

Soon, one after another mysterious and treacherous Demon Clan characters were outlined into an extremely complex giant blood formation.

It has a brilliant red glow, with only a hint of hideousness, more decay across time, and a mystery that reflects the starry sky.

"Buzz!"

Ye Hanjun stepped out, and in the space with the Dark Abyss as the background, blood swam like a python.

The formation is alive.

A blood altar emerged from the abyss, shaped like a top of four pillars, with a length, width, and height of more than ten meters.

It was covered in blood, and the dark light patterns were constantly flickering, and there were mysterious ancient words floating on the body like a school of fish, and the aura was compelling.

Initiative - "Demon Altar"!

Last time, at the risk of the seal being torn, he offered the blood of his virgin to the ancient succubus Agifra.

However, the noble and narcissistic demon seed of the aberrant demon does not appreciate his friendship.

Wang Xinfei's blood was filth in her eyes, and a slap knocked over all of his clothes.

Today......

It's the second sacrifice!

Naturally, the object of sacrifice was not Agifra, but the Doomsday Messenger who had just been subdued yesterday.

Ye Han-kun already knew what Mo liked.

- Pain.

Experiencing pain is Mo's only pursuit!

According to the simplest idea, the Night Chill Lord can catch a monster that is strong enough, tie it up as part of the ritual, and then sacrifice it.

But this is too conventional, and if you have the spare energy, you still have to explore different possibilities.

"Uhhh

Ye Hanjun's palm reached into the dimensional space bag and took out a golden ball of light.

When he spoke again, he no longer spoke in human language, but in pure demonic language.

"Summoning the spirit of the heavens, praying to the earth."

"I am a human race, but also a demon servant, today with my blood to build the devil's altar, willing to dedicate a sun stone with a sincere heart."

Ye Hanjun bowed slightly, covered his chest with his right hand, and saluted the nobility to nothingness.

"Buzz—"

A complex text appeared on the demon altar, and Ye Hanjun glanced at it, slightly surprised.

He gave the Doomsday Messenger a real name, but he was completely unaware of its past.

In the process of sacrifice, as long as you aim at the corresponding contract demon, you will naturally get a directional prefix.

Ye Hanjun began to read:

"The vessel of calamity, the pale destroyer, the wandering fusion of life and death—I dedicate the Sun Stone to you, may you live a long life and enjoy eternal suffering!"

Rumble!!!

A huge force swept in, and Night Hanjun steadied his feet, his dark magic eyes staring ahead.

On the crimson evil altar with black light, the dark black energy vessel made a crisp sound of gold and stone colliding, and it seemed that in the next second, some unspeakable monster had descended in front of him.

The white crow mark on the left shoulder bloomed with an even more intense white light.

The space above the altar suddenly distorted, and the projection of the Doomsday Messenger followed.

Unlike the sealed Agifra, Mo's projection has no mirrors and no chains.

It was as if a translucent shadow stood on the altar, waiting for the arrival of the sacrifice.

It can be seen that Mo is a little confused.

Obviously, the main body was standing next to Ye Hanjun, but there was a sense of discomfort of spatial dislocation, as if suddenly there were two sets of sensory organs, and two different pictures could be seen.

But......

Wait until the golden ball of light floats onto the altar and then appears in the palm of the Doomsday's hand.

Mo subconsciously used some strength to crush it.

"Poof—"

In an instant, the terrifying rays of the sun erupted, and the world around them was completely stained with gold.

Mo let out a miserable scream, trembling twice, and was a mess.

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

"Why is it such a wonderful experience? I want to repay you! I must repay you! ”

The intense rays of the sun lasted for a full five minutes.

This special ore called the Sun Stone was bought by Ye Hanjun as a hole card reserve before he left the academy.

Once crushed, the whole body will become radiant.

At that time, whether it is the undead or other dark species, even if they reach the consummation of the glow, they will have a certain fear and dare not attack casually.

Doomsday Messenger...... Although you can't see the real dark attribute skill for the time being.

But its origin is not only biased towards darkness, but even towards evil, otherwise Guagua would not have been able to produce hateful emotions.

Therefore, Ye Hanjun believes that the light element should also be a "dangerous item" with a critical hit effect for Mo.

As it turned out, he was only half right again.

At such a close distance, if it is a ghost-type undead creature of Xia Zhao Xiaocheng, there is a nine-in-a-nine probability that the soul will be scattered.

If it's Xiazhao Xiaocheng's dog demon and batwing demon...... There is a high probability that the whole body will be scorched, and then become dying.

If the rank is lowered, the demon of the clay fetus, as long as it is not the type of affinity light element, there is a high probability that it will not be burned, but directly vaporized!

The result? Doomsday Emissary Mo, seems to be a little resistant to the light elemental?

It's just a clay sculpture that completes it, and the sun stone blooms in the palm of its hand.

But only at the cost of melting his arms and scorching half of his body, he can still speak?

"Perhaps, you can't say 'somewhat'......"

"This guy's ability to resist attacks is very strong, far more than ordinary clay sculptures can withstand damage, even if it is a brute with thick blood, it may not be more advantageous than it......"

"What's even more perverted is that it can also "self-heal" ......"

"In the belly of the mass burial mountain, I'm afraid I haven't died dozens or hundreds of times, but I have come back to life every time?"

Ye Hanjun thought about it and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened it, his face changed slightly, and he stepped back sharply.

"I want to repay you! I want to repay you!! ”

The ecstatic Doomsday Messenger rushed towards him on crutches.

The white bandages that spread wildly went straight around his body.

If you really get entangled by him, follow the way of repaying Mo...... Ye Hanjun estimated that it was cold to the touch.

"Uhhh

The flower candle greeted him.

The hurricane shears swept and cut off all the flying bandages.

But the Doomsday Messenger was already crazy, and he didn't want to fight with the flower candle at all, so his mind was full of rushing to the side of the Night Hanjun and inviting him to taste the pain together.

Good stuff...... You have to know how to share!

"Puff puff—"

Whistling tail thorns, one after another through the Doomsday.

Just woke up, and not long after that, Mo appeared with the label of "satisfied" again, smirked vigorously, and lay on the ground incapacitated.

"Wow-wow-"

The three-eyed crow hovers overhead.

A day passed, and it had only recovered one eye, and one was still blind.

Probably because of this, it didn't fly to the ground in time to "self-repair" for Mo.

Of course, there is another possibility.

The Night Chill-kun completes the sacrifice and is highly recognized by the target demon.

This triggers two benefits.

The first is that the rate of growth will become faster for the next period of time.

Even if it is limited by the first rank of the Night Cold Monarch, it cannot soar to the glow.

The life energy that can be continuously accumulated in the body can also be like when the flower candle flies, jumping to the sunset Xiaocheng.

The second is a buff aura that is randomly given according to the merits of the sacrifice.

It may be because of this buff aura that it attracted the attention of the three-eyed crow, and it was unable to adapt to the changes in silence for a short time.

As the initiator of power, the Night Chill Lord can directly know the effect of a successful sacrifice.

A Sun Stone, randomly attached - "Burning"!

At this time, the messenger of doom was glowing all over his body, and those sickly white bandages were inexplicably more holy.

If you reach out and touch it, you can find that the bandage has turned from cold to hot, and it is possible to burn blisters at any time.

It is conceivable that these bandages would bind the prey.

Not only the fear of restraint is exerted at the same time, but also the heat is burned, and the degree of pain is multiplied.

"It's so satisfying...... It's so satisfying......"

The Doomsday Messenger was so happy, and the corners of his mouth were all smiling.

Night Hanjun was silent activating the imprint and forcibly retrieving it.

If you are abused, go back and lie down, and you can stop for a while.

But there was a toss in the future.

This guy's "dissatisfaction" is reflected in his love for abuse.

But as long as he is healthy, it is an intolerable thing for Mo.

This is not the most perverted, it also has a "grace like a mountain".

Probably what can make Mo really feel pain will always be remembered in his heart?

Just now, for example, he suddenly pounced, bent on sharing the pain.

Who can afford such a way to repay the gratitude?

Did you buy less armor, and did you add more life-saving props when you turned around?

Ye Hanjun, who shook his head, was absolutely sure.

If he was mutilated and killed by the spirit of the contract, not to mention the family, even he himself would feel that it was a great shame.

……

Continue to explore the belly of Mass Grave Mountain.

A few days later, a "rock crocodile" passed by and met a person, a witch and a melon in the dark.

Because it happened to be the perfect level of clay sculpture, the flower candle beat it and then caught it.

"I am the Demon Attendant......"

"Use me as a container to extract the power of the bloodline of the Doomsday Messenger Mo."

"Come, vessel of calamity, pale destroyer, fused seed of life and death wandering...... Melt into me, for my use! ”

Buzz Buzz –

Ye Hanjun's body trembled faintly.

His heart began to beat faster in a powerful way, and there seemed to be a dense mass of insects shuttling under his skin, and the breath belonging to a human became unusually distorted.

"Poof!"

The contours of Ye Hanjun's body did not change, but hundreds of white bandages appeared on his neck, arms, calves, and ankles...... With the exception of the face, all exposed skin is wrapped in bandages.

"Bang!"

A wooden cane condensed from energy, larger than Mo's own, appeared out of thin air in the right hand of the Night Hanjun.

"Shhh

The center of the eyebrows suddenly itched, and an oval-shaped crystalline foreign body slowly emerged.

When he opened it suddenly, he realized that it was an eye, an indifferent eye that resembled the texture of a ruby, staring straight ahead, lifeless, spiritual.

"That's what it is...... The effect of enchanting Doom Bringer? ”

Ye Hanjun looked at himself in amazement.

Another very important initiative of the "Demon Acolyte" is called "Enchantment".

It can borrow a portion of the power of the bloodline from the contract demon.

Although in the borrowing phase, the target demon is equivalent to weakening.

However, the strengthening of the human body means a significant increase in self-protection ability, and the overall benefits far outweigh the disadvantages.

At the beginning of the survival trial, if it weren't for the fact that the Night Cold Lord was still bound to the Blood Pact Demon Agifra, he would not have had the ability to cross the rank and kill the enemy at all.

Now, the same level enchantment, this is the most standard, the most reasonable, and the most stable mode of domination, and there is basically no need to worry about backlash.

"Boom—"

With a thought, the white bandage flew out very obediently.

Whether it's one, two...... Or ten, twenty.

The details of the control in the meantime are all in the thoughts of Ye Hanjun.

Flower Candle let go of the rock crocodile, and the injured big crocodile wanted to run at that time.

But it has been chosen as today's dinner, and the chewy and delicious roasted rock crocodile leg has been hungry for a long time.

"Karma!"

The rock crocodile let out a duck-like scream, trying to scare the half-human, half-demon monster.

Ye Hanjun ignored it and rushed forward himself, wrapping the rock crocodile with a bandage, while hitting the big crocodile's head again and again with the cane in his hand.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! ”

Not to mention, this crutch is light in the hand, and the force of smashing it out is heavy, so it is quite easy to use as a weapon.

It's just a little less powerful.

As a barbarian spirit with perfect clay sculptures, the best thing for rock crocodiles is defense.

Only a part of the power of the bloodline can be borrowed, and the Night Cold Monarch obviously cannot reach the actual combat power of the Doomsday Messenger of the same level.

And, with the use of this ability, my whole body is itchy, and I have a strange idea of throwing away my crutches and putting my arm in the mouth of the rock crocodile and letting it bite as much as it wants.

"Calm down! Calm down! ”

Ye Hanjun gave himself a punch and forced himself to stabilize his mentality.

"Enchantment" is good at anything, but it is easy to affect the self's mind.

In ancient times, the night cold lord was hovering on the edge of loss.

As he became stronger, his sanity was devoured, far more cruel, more impatient, and more eager to kill than he usually was.

The Doomsday Messenger is already light.

What Ye Hanjun needs to do is just run in.

After practicing carefully a few times and adapting to the way of fighting in the enchanted state, he is confident that he will control this power and will not go crazy because of this negative influence.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! ”

Over and over again, one hundred and eighty knocks.

Just when Ye Hanjun felt that he was about to reach his limit, the injured rock crocodile finally died.

- Enchantment ends.

Returning to normal human form, you can also feel a severe decline in physical strength.

The rumbling stomach reminded him that the nutrients in his body were not enough.

Ye Hanjun found a relatively empty area and lit a fire.

Then use a sharp weapon to cut the rock scale armor of the rock crocodile, take out the meat inside, and roast it slowly over low heat.

After a while, the aroma of barbecue fills the air, and he begins to immerse himself in the delight of his taste buds.

"When are we leaving, my lord?"

Hua Zhu didn't eat cooked meat, held a raw crocodile leg and nibbled it, raised his head to wipe his mouth and asked.

"Stay one more day, catch two young demons, and leave."

(End of chapter)