The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 250 - 147: The Container of Disaster, Pale Destroyer_1

"Pooh-Pooh——"

With two gusts of wind, Doomsday Messenger, who had just picked himself up, was once again thrown out.

"Pooh-pooh-pooh——"

With three gusts of wind, Doomsday Messenger crashed into a protruding rock wall, whether front or back, it was a bloody mess.

"It... it’s beginning to hurt!"

"Ohhh... I’m so happy..."

"But it’s not enough! Hurt me more! Hurt me more!"

...

Like a sandbag being battered back and forth, it didn’t take long for Doomsday Messenger to become battered again.

Ye Hanjun pondered this situation.

Each time it could not be summoned, would Huazhu have to cripple it, before sending it back to sleep?

However...

The concerns of yesterday can be dispelled.

When Huazhu first started beating him, the ’Demon Servant’ showed signs of accelerated flow of power.

When he expressed, "It hurts! It hurts so much! Too painful!", the effect of the accelerated flow of power turned from a gentle stream into an extremely aggressive torrent, rushing forward with unyielding ferocity.

An unexpected joy!

Following the training principle of "Tailoring Solutions to the Beast", as long as Ye Hanjun could make it experience the pain it desires daily.

He could perfectly play the role of "Serving the Demon", and maintain the frequency of triggering the Resonance rules at a very high level.

Taking this into account, it would not be a difficult task to keep pace with the Instructor’s progress.

"Huazhu, hold on."

At his command, the witch stopped.

Doomsday Messenger, who was obviously not satisfied, repeatedly shouted "why is the pain gone", gradually falling into impatience and confusion.

Ye Hanjun pulled out the Key of the Gray Sun and summoned the Gate of Life and Death.

In an instant, a powerful suction rolled in, as if trying to extract his soul from his fleshly body.

Using the skills he has mastered so far, Ye Hanjun blocked Huazhu, instructing her to remain outside to guard the law, rather than entering the gate to participate in training.

However— Doomsday Messenger got sucked in with him!

Upon arriving on the white island within the Gate of Life and Death, he suddenly stopped talking.

The three-eyed crow on his left shoulder surveyed the surroundings with even greater vigilance, completely unaware of what had happened.

"Whoo~~~"

The gray shadow writhed, and the combat incarnation shaped.

It was a clay-bodied Perfection ’Stone-Throwing Mouse’. Its spine can carry a total of five fist-sized rocks.

Doesn’t it sound tiny?

No, although these stones are only fist-sized, they have been nourished by the blood of the Stone-Throwing Mouse.

Once they left its back and were truly thrown out, each one could weigh up to a hundred pounds.

When it landed on the ground, there was bound to be a booming explosion, and any unlucky creature that couldn’t dodge would pay a painful price.

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

"Zing——"

The Stone-Throwing Mouse threw a ’Heavy Stone’.

Not more than fifty meters apart, this stone was thrown above Doomsday Messenger’s head, then fell freely.

"?"

The three-eyed crow on his shoulder fluttered away.

He raised his head and stared blankly at the falling stone, not knowing how he perceived it.

"Bang!"

Without dodging, the heavy stone hit Doomsday Messenger’s head, cracking it open like a watermelon.

"Too light... make it heavier!" he mumbled dissatisfied.

"Zing——"

The Stone-Throwing Mouse activated continuous throwing mode; all remaining four stones were thrown out.

Doomsday Messenger, who had been hit five times by its skill and couldn’t hold on, collapsed completely.

But it was far from its last breath; after a short while, it got up again.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak——"

With its only five stones used up, the fighting power of the Stone-Throwing Mouse dropped by 90%.

It darted forward, biting with its sharp teeth and scratching with its tiny claws.

He allowed it to attack aimlessly, for a full five minutes. From expectation, he turned irritable, unable to tolerate his anger.

"Too light! Too light!"

"You are not capable of giving me real pain, get lost! Get lost!!"

The Doomsday Messenger, in anger, expanded its bandages, and wrapped up the Stone-Throwing Mouse in one fell swoop.

Then, with only five or six angry wand hits, the Stone-Throwing Mouse turned into shards of shadow and vanished from sight.

"Rustling——"

The second round began.

This time, Doomsday Messenger had a good time.

If the Stone-Throwing Mouse were not a combat incarnation but a real creature, it probably wouldn’t have imagined that one day, all five of its stones could all hit the target without missing.

A total of ten ’Heavy Stones’, because he hadn’t moved, the accumulated damage was terrifying.

His body... fell apart!

Ye Hanjun, hanging in the sky, determined from this that Doomsday Messenger’s main body would indeed perish if it took enough damage.

But this wasn’t a true fall, because the three-eyed crow was still alive. It would fall to the ground and revive the main body of Doomsday Messenger through ’Self-healing’.

However, this process is not completed in one fell swoop; it takes time.

But such a long wait cannot be tolerated by the law imposed by the Death Challenge.

The number of Stone-Throwing Mice increased more and more.

From two, it surged to hundreds.

Hundreds of these rodents throwing heavy stones together was akin to a small-scale siege.

Though the three-eyed crow demonstrated extremely agile and swift flying abilities, in the end, it was shot down.

"Whoo——"

The screen froze, and his soul was re-attached by the Gate of Life and Death.

Everything went black, and when he came to, Ye Hanjun was back in the real world.

"Pain... my pain is gone again!!"

The lower half of his exposed face bore an extremely shocked expression, as if he couldn’t believe it.

"No... No, no, no... It’s not right!!"