Ascension

Chapter 32 Witch's Seal
Lord Ye Han raised his eyebrows, full of interest.

Seeing his appearance as a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, the old man took it for granted, and warned again:
"Young man, I advise you to keep your feet on the ground. It's no fun to gamble on your future."

"I have to go back to the last time, about eight years ago, someone made a contract with the spirit here."

"But it didn't take me long to hear that he finally died under the claws of the spirit, his body was in a different place, and even the body couldn't be pieced together."

The old man was full of emotions, and suddenly took a step back, his expression gradually became indifferent, and he blended more and more with the shadow:
"Go ahead, take a tour, and leave early."

"The spirits here need to rest, don't interfere with their lives, remember."

Mr. Yehan hummed, but he didn't know whether he listened or not.

With strong curiosity, he moved on.

To him, the dark and deep passage is as bright as day, and it does not have any effect of shielding perception.

"Ugh-"

As the cold wind blew, a low-ranking spirit with withered vitality let out a weak panting sound.

Mr. Yehan stared intently, and in the [-]-square-meter cage on the left, a skinny creature with four hooves was lying on the ground, its body trembling constantly, and its appearance was very terrifying.

"Bee!"

It was a horse. When it sensed the appearance of a stranger, it raised its head suddenly, with a look of panic and fear written all over its face.

It was as if Mr. Ye Han just yelled casually, and it would ascend to the sky where it was, and say goodbye to this world completely.

"Armored horse?" Mr. Yehan was slightly taken aback.

A majestic and high-spirited horse appeared in his head, wearing airtight armor, charging and invincible.

What is this in front of you?It doesn't matter if he is so weak, he doesn't even have a piece of armor on his body.

Bare, like a plucked pheasant, pitiful and helpless.

"Is this the armor that was forcibly removed?"

Mr. Ye Han pondered, "It doesn't look like it, it seems to be some kind of skin disease..."

"Either accidentally eat an elixir that is incompatible with your physique, or be stung by a strange poisonous insect, which is so poisonous and difficult to cure..."

Mr. Ye Han has a bit of sympathy, but also a bit of regret.

Although armored horses are not good at running long distances, they cannot travel thousands of miles in a day.

But it is still a high-quality riding spirit, especially after activating the racial skill "Iron Armor Charge", it is even more indomitable.

Any novice knight of the standard power level, if he contracts an armored horse, he will immediately shine in the same level.

Take Su Mei's pink ostrich as a comparison. The armored horse even has the opportunity to fight across the ranks. This difference is quite obvious.

"Take some time, maybe I can cure it..."

"However, the armored horse is too bulky and does not meet my needs. It is worth 80 points to the "knight", but only 70 points to me. It is not exciting enough..."

Thinking of this, Lord Yehan retreated slowly, not disturbing the frightened sick horse any more.

All lives have their own destiny, and in many cases letting nature take its course is the best result.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the distance, evil spirits surged, and killing intent soared.

A certain spirit suddenly went berserk for some reason, and forcibly attacked the seal of the cage.

Because of the huge momentum, it instantly attracted Mr. Yehan's attention.

He paced closer and found that it was a huge centipede, gray all over, and the length between head and tail was more than five meters.

It was covered in blood, its body was covered with bloody cuts, and there were countless old scars.

When violently colliding with the thick and thin railing of the bowl mouth, it seems that they are going to die together, brave and crazy.

"In a half-crazy state, I don't know what kind of stimulation I have received..."

Mr. Yehan stopped to watch for nearly a minute, and the insect's spirit named "Rust Centipede" slowly calmed down.

But it only temporarily gave up attacking the cage, and turned to circle in place.

Clockwise, counterclockwise... round and round.

After a while, I started to climb the wall again, from the left side of the wall to the right, and then from the right side of the wall to the left... Repeatedly, endlessly, the densely packed centipede feet dangling around made people dazzled.

This time, Mr. Yehan didn't bother to think about the reason for the mania of the rust centipede.

The most important feature of this kind of spirit is the "poison of rust".

The organs of the poisoned person are corroded, and if they are not treated in time, they will die of organ failure.

In addition, the rust centipede is not outstanding, just because the breeding cycle is long and the number is relatively rare.

Lord Yehan doesn't want to know about its past, it's just a waste of time.

"Quack—vomit!"

The third life individual named as the beast of misfortune is a frog.

When Mr. Yehan saw it, he couldn't help pinching his nose, covering his eyes and leaving in a hurry.

So disgusting, it turned out to be a vomiting frog!
Why isn't this species extinct?Where is the meaning of existence? !

"vomit--"

The frog behind was still vomiting, and the inside of the huge space was completely filled with its vomit.

Mr. Yehan was hundreds of meters away, until he could no longer smell the astonishing stench, and the nausea-like discomfort slowly disappeared.

But his brows still didn't relax, and he wished he could run back to the villa immediately and wash everything from hair to toes.

"I don't understand. Isn't the vomiting frog one of the most unpopular species? The rescue center is willing to raise even this kind of ghost?"

Enduring the disgust, Mr. Ye Han vaguely recalled it.

The vomiting frog I saw just now seems to be larger than the normal species, and there are additional sarcoids on the skin.

Could it be that it was judged to have research value because of the mutation, so it was placed here?
Mr. Yehan was silent, and the variation of spirits is also a huge field of scientific research, involving a vast amount of knowledge.

Analyzing it from this angle, he could barely understand it.

But the vomit frog is disgusting.

Like finding a dead fly after eating a good meal, it wreaks havoc on the mood and doesn't require much thought.

"It's no wonder that there is no contract. Either it is suffering from illness and the time is running out, or it is weird and has hidden disadvantages... No matter how naive the new family master is, he will not be so naive..."

Lord Ye Han walked around and swept the seventh floor.

The "horned ape" whose temperament has changed drastically, the "velvet beetle" who has been depressed, and the "wolf pig" whose wisdom has returned to zero...

The one that impressed me the most was a "Rattletail Vine", which is a botanical monster with high-quality blood.

Under normal circumstances, it can use the tail to lure the prey, and then use skills such as winding to bind and restrain.

However, the rattle vine that Mr. Yehan saw suffered from extreme mental disorders.

For a while, he regarded himself as a snake, twisting and turning in the cage; for a while, he regarded himself as a stone, motionless.

If Tou Tie insists on a contract with this kind of spirit, it's not impossible.

But I am too tired, and I have to spend tens of hundreds of thoughts to help it correct its cognition.

If it is not acquired, but a congenital defect, it will be even more troublesome.

You must use top-level natural materials and earth treasures, otherwise it will be a waste of effort to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

"Xiaomeng, you're here, let's take a look at the seventh floor."

"It's a bit gloomy here, but an emergency like the Lone Shadow Wolf will definitely not happen here. The defenses on both sides are not at the same level. You can rest assured..."

A familiar voice sounded, Yehan Jun frowned.

Originally, he happened to be the only visitor on the seventh floor.

Now it suddenly became lively, besides Jiang Haowen and Jiang Meng, there seemed to be two other strange students.

The four formed a new team, crossed the guard's line together, and shuttled between the passages like tourists.

Somewhat coincidentally, they visited not from the beginning to the back, but from the back to the front.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he was approaching him, and the distance was getting closer.

"I hope it won't bring me any new trouble..."

Mr. Yehan talked to himself, sweeping away distracting thoughts.

The trip to the rescue center seems to be in vain.

There are not enough high-quality and special enough spirits here to be favored by him.

Eventually, other options should be considered.

"Xiaomeng, look, have you never seen this kind of spirit before?" Jiang Haowen's tone was slightly smug.

Jiang Meng responded, "Yes, in the biosphere of the Giant Frog Swamp, even the demihumans that should have been abundant are relatively rare and not very common."

"This spirit branded with the seal of "Witch" is a rare species wherever it is placed. The rescue center actually has it. Today is really eye-opening..."

"witch?"

He didn't intend to eavesdrop, but Lord Ye Han, who heard it passively, seemed to have a flash of lightning in his eyes.

He immediately released more perception, and the faint conversation immediately became clear:
"Senior, why is there a witch in the rescue center? Isn't this a wise spirit? Why are you imprisoned here?"

"You guys don't know about it, do you?" Jiang Haowen showed off his knowledge, muttering:

"As far as I know, this witch was sent by a senior senior, and it has been several months."

"When I first came here, I had iron cuffs on my hands and feet, and an iron plate around my neck, with the words 'Jinkela' engraved on it... Do you know what this means?"

After a brief silence, Jiang Meng and the other two strange students accidentally left the scene cold.

Jiang Haowen coughed, to hide his embarrassment, and continued on his own:
"This is a private mercenary group near the giant frog pond."

"They don't take clean jobs, they only serve rich patrons and do some high-risk and high-reward tasks."

"Obviously, the witch with the iron plate was once captured by Jin Kela, lost her freedom and became a slave."

"...Later, a "reporter" revealed the information, and all the dozens of members of Jinkela's team were wiped out, and all the auction items supplied to an underground black market also disappeared... Some people suspected that the senior who sent the witch to the rescue center was the terminator of evil forces, and indirectly changed the fate of the witch. "

"Who is so powerful that a single person can destroy an entire mercenary group that has been hobbling meat all year round?" Jiang Meng was extremely curious.

"I don't know, no one has disclosed the specific information."

"But she doesn't seem to care about the witch's life or death. She just threw it here and never cared about it again."

"Why, you don't even look down on the spirit of the witch, are you so high-sighted?" Another female student asked, puzzled.

"Who knows." Jiang Haowen muttered, "Speaking of which, there is no doubt that this witch is abnormal."

"She is not a standard desert witch, according to the family circle, it is most appropriate to call her the "spirit of turbid bones". "

"Of course, there is an older and more official version of this name, which you may have heard of."

"Hmm... That's right, it's "Dark Flash", a "Dark Flash" that's hard to see among thousands of people of its kind! "

(End of this chapter)