Ascension

Chapter 147: Vessel of Disaster: The Pale Destroyer

"Pfft-"

There was a second sound of wind, and the Doomsday Messenger, who had just climbed up, flew out again.

"Puff puff--"

There were three sounds of wind, and the Doomsday Messenger crashed into a raised rock wall. Both the front and back were covered in blood and flesh.

"It hurts...it's starting to hurt!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I'm so happy..."

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

……

He was hit back and forth like a sandbag. After a few blows, the Doomsday Messenger became scarred again.

Ye Hanjun thought that this was not a problem.

You can't just let Hua Zhu fuck Mo until he's crippled every time you summon him, and then let him go back to sleep, right?
but……

Yesterday's worries can be put to rest.

When he started beating Mo, the "Devil's Attendant" had the effect of accelerating the flow of authority.

When the silent expression "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts too much!", the effect of accelerating the flow of authority is from a trickling stream to a rushing river, rushing forward with great momentum.

——An unexpected surprise!
According to the training policy of "adapting measures to the animal's conditions", Lord Ye Han only needs to allow Mo to experience the pain he 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".

"Hua Zhu, stop for a moment."

With a command, the witch stopped.

The messenger of doom was obviously not enjoying himself. He kept shouting "Why is there no more pain?" and gradually fell into impatience and confusion.

Lord Yehan pulled out the Key of Gray Sun and summoned the Gate of Life and Death.

In an instant, a powerful suction force swept over him, as if trying to drag his soul out of his body.

With the skills he has mastered so far, Ye Hanjun shields Hua Zhu and lets her stay outside to protect the law instead of entering the door to participate in training.

But - the Doomsday Messenger sucked it in with him!
As soon as he arrived at the white island inside the Gate of Life and Death, Mo suddenly fell silent.

The three-eyed crow standing on the left shoulder looked around more alertly, not understanding what was happening at all.

"Wow~~~"

The gray shadow squirmed, and the fighting incarnation condensed and formed.

This is a perfect clay sculpture of a "stone-throwing rat" that can carry a total of five fist-sized stones on its back.

Doesn’t it sound very mini?

No, although these stones are only the size of a fist, they have been warmed by the blood of the mud rat.

As long as it is detached from its back and actually thrown out, the weight of each piece can reach hundreds of kilograms.

When it hits the ground, it will definitely explode with a bang. The unlucky guy who failed to dodge will definitely pay a heavy price.

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

"Whoosh-"

The stone rat throws "heavy stones".

With a distance of only 50 meters, the stone was thrown onto the head of the doomsday messenger and then fell freely.

"?"

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

Mo Ze raised his head, and he didn't know what kind of sensory organs he relied on, and stared blankly at the falling stones.

"boom!"

Without dodging, the heavy stone just hit the doomsday messenger's head, like a watermelon cracking open.

"Too light... make it heavier!" Mo muttered dissatisfied.

"Whoosh-"

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

The Doomsday Messenger, who had used his head to receive the skills five times, failed to hold on and fell down.

But it was far from dying. It just slowed down for a while and immediately got up.

"Squeaky-"

After using up only five stones, the stone-throwing rat's combat effectiveness dropped by [-]%.

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

Silently letting it output, for a full 5 minutes, it turned from expectant to irritable, and could no longer bear the anger in its patience.

"Too light! Too light!"

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

The enraged Doomsday Messenger spread out his bandage and caught the slinging rat.

Then, with just five or six angry rod blows, the stone-throwing rat turned into a fragmented shadow and disappeared from sight.

"Srustling——"

The second round begins.

This time, the doomsday messenger had enough.

If the stone-throwing rat was not a fighting incarnation, but a real creature, he probably would never have imagined that one day, all five of his stones would be able to hit the target without even missing a single one.

There were ten "Heavy Stones" in total. Because Mo didn't move, the superimposed damage was terrifying.

Its body... is rotten!

Lord Yehan, who was hanging in the sky, judged from this that Mo's main body would indeed die if it sustained enough damage.

But this is not a true death, because the three-eyed crow is still alive, it will fly to the ground and resurrect the silent subject through "self-repair".

However, this process is not completed at once and requires a certain amount of time.

But such a long wait and the laws imposed by death challenges are naturally intolerable.

There are more and more stone rats.

From two, they grew 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 Crow showed very flexible and fast flying abilities, it was eventually shot down.

"Wow—"

The scene freezes, and the soul is reversely absorbed by the door of life and death.

His vision went dark, and when he woke up, Ye Hanjun had already returned to the real world.

"The pain...the pain disappeared again!!"

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

"No... no no no... wrong!!"

"That's not real pain...that's fake...has no real meaning!!"

Mo suddenly held his head.

It always talks like crazy, but it suddenly understands the essence of the death challenge.

"The skin is torn...the head is bleeding...and riddled with holes..."

"Everything is fine...but I don't want false pain...I want to taste real pain! Ahhhh!!"

Ye Hanjun raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

The Doomsday Messenger...is so resistant to the challenge of death?
In its eyes, the pain felt through the incarnation is all false and has no actual meaning?

Could it be said that what it needs is not "spiritual satisfaction" but "physical satisfaction", so pure and simple?
After thinking for a moment, Ye Hanjun bit the index finger of his right hand.

As blood gushed out, he leaned down and painted into the void.

The Darkest Abyss appears again.

The darkness that seemed to be able to swallow up all colors could not consume his blood.

Soon, one mysterious demonic text after another formed an extremely complex giant blood formation.

It has a gorgeous red light, with only a hint of ferocity, but more of a decay that spans time, and a mystery that reflects the starry sky.

"Buzz!"

Ye Hanjun stepped forward, and in the space with the Darkest Abyss as the background, blood began to swim like a python.

The formation is alive.

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

It was covered in blood, dark light patterns kept flashing, and mysterious and ancient words appeared on the cauldron like a school of fish, which was extremely evil.

Active Power - "Devil Altar"!
The last time he risked the seal being torn apart, he sacrificed his virgin blood to the ancient succubus Ejifla.

However, the noble and narcissistic deformed demon species did not accept his friendship.

Wang Xinfei's blood was filthy in her eyes, and she slapped it all over his clothes.

today……

It’s the second sacrifice!

The object of the sacrifice was naturally not Ejifla, but the Doomsday Messenger who had just been conquered yesterday.

Ye Hanjun already knew what Mo liked.

--pain.

Experiencing pain is Mo's only pursuit!
According to the simplest idea, Lord Ye Han can capture a powerful enough monster, tie it up as part of the ritual, and then sacrifice it.

But this is too routine. If you have spare energy, you still need to explore more possibilities.

"Shh-"

Lord Ye Han put his palm into the dimensional space bag and took out a golden ball of light.

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

"Call the spirit of the sky, pray for the wish of the earth."

"I am a human being and a servant of demons. Today I am using my blood to build the altar of demons. I am willing to offer a sun stone with a sincere heart."

Lord Ye Han bowed slightly, covered his chest with his right hand, and gave a noble salute to nothingness.

"Buzzing—"

A complex text appeared on the demon altar. Lord Ye Han glanced at it and was slightly surprised.

He gave the Doombringer a real name, but he had no idea of ​​its past.

During the sacrifice process, as long as you aim at the corresponding contracted demon, you will naturally get a directional prefix.

Ye Hanjun began to read:
"The container of disaster, the pale destroyer, the fusion demon species that wanders between life and death - I dedicate the sun stone to you, may you live long and live in pain forever!"

boom! ! !
A huge force swept over him. Lord Ye Han steadied his feet and stared ahead with his dark eyes.

On the dark red evil altar with black light, the dark black energy vessel made a crisp sound of gold and stone colliding. It seemed that in the next second, some indescribable monster would come in front of it.

The white crow mark on his left shoulder glowed with an even stronger white light.

The space above the altar suddenly distorted, and the projection of the Messenger of Doom appeared.

Unlike the sealed Ejifla, Mo's projection has no mirror and no chains.

It was as if there was a translucent shadow standing on the altar, waiting for the sacrifice to arrive.

It could be seen that Mo was a little confused.

Although he was clearly standing next to Lord Ye Han, he felt an uncomfortable feeling of spatial dislocation, as if he suddenly had two pairs of sensory organs and could see two different pictures.

but……

Wait until the golden ball of light floats to the altar, and then appears in the palm of the doomsday messenger.

Mo subconsciously used some strength to crush it.

"Poof -" In an instant, the terrifying sun's rays spurted out, and the world around him was completely dyed golden.

Mo let out a scream of ecstasy, trembled twice, and felt so happy.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts too much!"

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

The strong sun's rays lasted for a full five minutes.

This special ore called sun stone was bought by Ye Hanjun as a trump card before he left the academy.

Once crushed, the whole body will become radiant.

Whether it is undead or other dark species, even if it reaches the perfection of Xia Zhao, it will still have a certain fear and will not dare to attack casually.

Doombringer... Although there is no real dark attribute skill visible for the time being.

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

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

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

At such a close distance, if it were Xia Zhao Xiaocheng's ghost-type undead creature, there was a [-]% chance that it would be destroyed.

If it's Kasumi Kouchi's dog demon or bat-winged demon... there's a high chance that it will be burned all over and become dying.

If the level is lowered, as long as the devil is not a type that is compatible with the light element, it is very likely that it will not be burned, but directly vaporized!

The results of it?The messenger of doom, Mo, seems to be a little resistant to the light element?
It is just a perfect clay sculpture, with the sun stone blooming in the palm of its hand.

But at the cost of having his arms melted and most of his body charred, he could still speak?
"Maybe I can't say 'a bit'..."

"This guy's ability to resist blows is very strong. It can absorb damage far better than ordinary clay sculptures. Even a beast with thick blood will not necessarily have an advantage over it..."

"What's even more perverted is that it can also "repair itself"..."

"I am in the middle of a mass burial mountain. I am afraid that I have died dozens or hundreds of times, but I have survived every time?"

Ye Hanjun thought and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened it, his expression changed slightly and he stepped back suddenly.

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

The ecstatic Doomsday Messenger rushed towards him on crutches.

The white bandage spread crazily, wrapping around his body.

If you really get entangled with him, according to Mo's way of repaying... Lord Ye Han would probably feel cool.

"Shh-"

Hua Zhu greeted him.

The hurricane shears swept across, cutting off all the flying bandages.

But the Doomsday Messenger was already crazy and didn't want to fight with Hua Zhu. All he could think about was rushing to Lord Ye Han and inviting him to taste the pain together.

Good stuff...you have to know how to share it!
"Puff puff--"

The roaring tail thorns penetrated the doomsday messenger one after another.

Just after waking up, not long after, Mo showed up with the label "Satisfied" again. He kept giggling and lay on the ground losing the ability to move.

"Wow-wow-"

Three-eyed crows circled overhead.

After a day, it only recovered one eye, and the other eye was still blind.

Perhaps because of this reason, it did not fly to the ground in time to "repair itself" for Mo.

Of course, there is another possibility.

Lord Yehan completed the sacrifice and was highly recognized by the target demon.

This triggers two benefits.

The first type is that after a period of silence, the growth rate will become faster.

Even because of the restriction of Lord Yehan's first rank, it cannot ascend to Xiazhao.

But the life energy accumulated continuously in the body can also jump to the glow of the sky like a candle when it ascends.

The second type is the randomly given buff halo based on the quality of the sacrifice.

Maybe it was because of this buff aura that attracted the Three-Eyed Crow's attention that he couldn't adapt to Mo's changes in a short period of time.

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

A sun stone is randomly attached with - "Burn"!
At this time, the whole body of the Doomsday Messenger was glowing, and those sickly white bandages had an inexplicable sense of holiness.

If you reach out and touch it, you will find that the bandage changes from cold to hot, and it may cause blisters at any time.

It is conceivable that these bandages would be used to tie up prey.

In the same period of time, not only is the fear of being restrained, but you also have to endure high temperature and burning, and the pain is doubled.

"So satisfying...so satisfying..."

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

Ye Hanjun silently activated the mark and forced the recovery.

After being tortured, go back and lie down, and you can calm down for a while.

But there will be some trouble in the future.

This guy's "unsatisfied desires" are reflected in his love of being abused.

As long as the body is healthy, it is intolerable to Mo.

This is not the most perverted thing, it also has a "favor as heavy as a mountain".

Maybe anything that can make Momo truly feel pain will always be remembered in its heart?

Just like just now, he suddenly pounced on me, thinking only of sharing the pain.

Who can tolerate such a way of repaying kindness?
Did you buy too much armor? Should you buy more life-saving items later?

Lord Ye Han shook his head, absolutely certain.

If he was crippled and killed by the contracted spirit, not to mention his family, even he would feel it was a great shame and humiliation.

……

Continue to explore the hinterland of Mass Burial Mountain.

After a while, a "rock crocodile" passed by and met a man, a wizard and a melon in the darkness.

Because it happened to be the perfect rank for the clay sculpture, Hua Zhu beat it up and then caught it.

"I am the devil servant..."

"Use me as a container to extract the power of the bloodline of Mo, the messenger of doom."

"Come, the container of disaster, the pale destroyer, the fused demon species wandering around life and death... merge into me and be used by me!"

buzzing-

Ye Hanjun's body trembled faintly.

His heart began to beat vigorously, dense insects seemed to be crawling under his skin, and his human aura became abnormally distorted.

"puff!"

The outline of Ye Hanjun's body has not changed, but hundreds of white bandages appear on his neck, arms, calves, ankles... Except for his face, all exposed skin is wrapped in bandages.

"boom!"

A wooden crutch made of condensed energy, larger than Mo's own, appeared out of thin air in Lord Yehan's right hand.

"hiss!"

The center of his eyebrow suddenly felt extremely itchy, and an oval crystal foreign object slowly appeared.

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

"This is... the effect of enchanting "Bringer of Doom"? "

Ye Hanjun looked at himself in surprise.

Another very important active power of "Demon Attendant" is called "enchantment".

It can borrow part of its bloodline power from the contracted devil.

While in the borrow phase, the target demon is equivalent to weakened.

But the strengthening of the human body means a substantial improvement in self-protection capabilities, and the overall benefits far outweigh the disadvantages.

During the Survival Trial, if Lord Yehan hadn't been bound to the blood contract demon Ejifla, he wouldn't have been able to cross levels and kill the enemy forcefully.

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

"Srustling——"

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

Whether it's one stick, two sticks...or ten sticks, or twenty sticks.

The details controlled during this process were all controlled by Ye Hanjun in a single thought.

Hua Zhu let go of the rock crocodile, but the injured big crocodile wanted to run away.

But it has been chosen as today’s dinner. The chewy, crispy and delicious grilled rock crocodile legs, Ye Hanjun has been craving for them for a long time.

"Ka!"

The rock crocodile made a strange cry like a duck, trying to frighten the half-man, half-demon monster.

Lord Ye Han ignored it and rushed forward himself, wrapping the rock crocodile with a bandage and hitting the big crocodile's head over and over again with the crutch in his hand.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

Not to mention, this crutch is light in the hand and strong when thrown out, making it quite handy as a weapon.

It's just a little less powerful.

As a perfect beast of clay, Rock Crocodile is best at defense.

He could only borrow part of the power of his bloodline, and Lord Yehan obviously could not reach the actual combat effectiveness of the Doomsday Messenger at the same level.

Moreover, as I used this ability, I felt itchy all over my body, and I had a strange thought of throwing away my crutches, putting my arms into the mouth of the rock crocodile, and letting it bite to its heart's content.

"calm down!"

Ye Hanjun punched himself, forcing himself to calm down.

"Enchanting" is good for everything, but it can easily affect one's own mind.

At the time of the ancient succubus, Lord Ye Han was hovering on the edge of losing control.

As he became stronger, his sanity was swallowed up, and he became far more cruel, impatient, and eager to kill than usual.

The Doomsday Messenger is already considered light.

All Ye Hanjun needs to do is just adjust.

After practicing carefully several times and adapting to the fighting method in the possessed state, he has the confidence to control this power and will not go crazy due to this negative influence.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

Over and over again, a hundred and eighty times.

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

——The enchantment ends.

Returning to normal human form, one can also feel a serious decline in physical strength.

His growling stomach reminded him that he didn't have enough nutrients in his body.

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

Then use a sharp tool to cut open the rock crocodile's scales, take out the meat inside, and roast it slowly over low heat.

After a while, the aroma of barbecue filled the air, and he began to immerse himself in the joy of taste buds.

"Sir, when shall we leave?"

Hua Zhu didn't eat cooked meat, so she finished eating a raw crocodile leg, raised her head, wiped her mouth and asked.

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

(End of this chapter)