The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 243 - 145: Double Seal Fusion, Doomsday Messenger_2

The enraged Little Flame Demon vented its fury as if against a punch bag.

After a full three minutes, its fury had mostly run its course, the fire waning as it regained a semblance of calm.

What it couldn’t understand was how the bandaged monster, charred and twisted all over, managed to get up once again.

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

"I want to feel pain... is that so difficult?!"

"Wa—wa—"

Amidst the fierce battle, the Three-Eyed Crow, fluttering alone in mid-air, landed once again on the left shoulder of the bandaged monster.

Its eyes were as cold as ever, as if nothing in the world could possibly move it.

"I’ve had enough!"

"Any creature that doesn’t understand pain has no right to live!"

"I’ll go find another friend who can give me pain! As for you... you can just die!"

The charred bandages fell apart, and suddenly, new, white bandages sprung forth, winding around the Little Flame Demon like a serpent springing from its den.

This was too sudden. The prey it had been beating for such a long time suddenly turned hunter... the Little Flame Demon was unable to dodge in time!

But instinctively, it amped up the output of its fire element, the red flames cloaking its body burning more fiercely.

The white bandages touching the flames sizzled as they burned, grey-black smoke rising into the air, the smell acrid and pungent.

"Shua—"

There were too many white bandages. Despite some being burnt away, they eventually managed to bind the Little Flame Demon’s body.

With a thud, the Little Flame Demon was thrown to the ground, and the bandaged monster raised its walking stick in its right hand and brought it crashing down on its belly. The rapid-fire, fierce strikes were in stark contrast to its hobbled movements.

"Wa—"

The Three-Eyed Crow perched on the monster’s shoulder just yawned, appearing bored.

Even with its owner full of rage, it seemed completely nonplussed.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The half-rotten wooden stick repeatedly struck the Little Flame Demon’s belly, breaking its bones in no time.

The Little Flame Demon let out dreadful screams of pain, wailing and struggling.

But it somehow didn’t have the strength to break free from the bandages’ restraint. It was pinned to the ground and had to endure the grueling torture of the stick strikes again and again.

"Thump!!"

Another heavy strike shattered yet another rib.

The bandaged monster paused, stick raised. It was about to drive it into the Flame Demon’s heart.

A wild wind swept across, followed by a streak of snowy white slash.

The bandages wrapping the Flame Demon instantly snapped. Huazhu, manifesting his physical form, blocked the stick with his scissor pincers, preventing the potentially fatal final blow.

Ye Hanjun slowly stepped out of the shadows, getting closer with each step.

The gleaming teeth of the bandaged monster eased a little, its mouth slightly agape, seemingly surprised for a moment.

"You... do you understand pain?"

"I want a crippling, despairing pain! Can you do that?!"

"Yiyee?"

GuaGua pushed open the bottle cap and poked its head out.

It tilted its head and stared at the scene, illuminated by the flames lingering on the Little Flame Demon’s body, its innocent, bright eyes full of curiosity.

This creature... is so strange!

Its size is similar to that of a large tadpole, but the aura emanating from its body... is rather disturbing!

For the first time since its appearance, the little tadpole felt an aversion to approach a particular creature.

Ye Hanjun noticed its disconcertion.

But at this moment, Ye Hanjun doesn’t have time to attend to GuaGua.

The result of Talent Identification... is incredibly rare!

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[Race Name]: Doomsday Messenger

[Chaos Seal]: "Prison/Disaster"

[Main Study]: Twisted Way/ Gratitude Path/ Destruction Way/ Chaos Way

[Rank]: Clay Body·Perfection

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 70-pattern "Staff Strike", 77-pattern "Binding", 90-pattern "Giving Thanks", 95-pattern "Self-healing"

[Core Personality]: "Insatiable/Heavily Grateful"

[Current Status]: Lost (severe) / Lonely (mild) / Injured (mild) / Annoyed (strong) / Anticipating (strong) ...

[Contractual Relationship]: None

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"Pain... The pain has disappeared!"

"Wuwuwu! I want pain! Let me feel pain!"

The bizarre creature known as the ’Doomsday Messenger’ gave up its attack on the Little Flame Demon.

With a clatter, it dropped its stick. It cupped its head with its hands and let out a helpless and heartbreaking wail.

If an unaware individual saw this scene, they might think Ye Hanjun did something to it.

But Ye Hanjun was carefully inspecting the attribute panel corresponding to the Talent Identification, his eyes narrowed to slits, never returning to normal.

This bandaged monster... is extremely unique!

Whether it is the ’Chaos Seal’ or ’Core Personality’, its uniqueness—does not fall short when compared to Huazhu, who was once a Grey Flash!

In fact, comparing the Pure Fond Spirit GuaGua with it, even Ye Hanjun cannot discern which is rarer, the Pure Fond Spirit or this elusive "Double Seal Fusion"!

"GuaGua, pound it."

Seeing the Doomsday Messenger starting to show signs of impatience, agitation seeping from its every movement.

Ye Hanjun dispatched GuaGua first, ordering it to fight.

"Yiyee!"

GuaGua nodded its head. It was quite adept at fighting. Wasn’t it just rushing towards the target?

It opened its tiny mouth, and the Mechanism Water Gun activated. Sky-blue water pellets were fired at the rate of twelve per second, hitting the Doomsday Messenger’s forehead accurately.

"Tut tut tut—"

"Tut tut tut—"