Ascension

Chapter 97 The depths of darkness
"Oh!"

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!... Puff!!"

The potholes during the day are deserted, except for some skeletons for company, not even a few stinky rats can be found.

At night, however, the situation is completely different.

An old man in shabby clothes stretched out his hands and put his legs together, jumping and jumping towards the pothole.

He seemed to have never taken a bath, his hair was unkempt, maggots were crawling in his white eyeballs, there was no trace of blood under his shriveled skin, and there was a disgusting stench all over his body.

- "jump jump corpse".

This is a common spirit of the underworld, and it is also one of the lowest ranks of the corpse clan.

In addition to carrying weak corpse poison, scratching the prey will cause the target's skin to fester, and it does not have powerful attack skills.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

It takes an average of three seconds for a jumping corpse to jump.

And each jump can move about one meter.

Mr. Yehan watched helplessly, the jumping corpse turned its dead fish-like eyes, tried very hard to get close to the pothole, and then fell into it without a word.

"puff!"

The sound of piercing flesh was heard, and the belly of the Tiaotiao corpse was pierced by the sharp bamboo.

But it didn't make any sound of eating pain, it was still struggling with teeth and claws, trying to pounce on the wild boar.

"Yu--"

Lord Yehan was like a black shadow, quietly drifting to the front of the pothole.

He looked down, and most of the night passed, and the sharp bamboos in the pit were almost full.

The prey that penetrated were all jumping corpses.

There were 27 heads in total, and 2 of them lost their lives because of the damage to the gate of life through the head.

The other 25 were alive and kicking even though their hearts were pierced through.

As for their appearance, they have everything, young masters in brocade clothes and jade robes, masters in fat official robes, old women in beggar clothes, women in red wedding dresses, children with open crotch pants...the clothes are all dirty and torn, but there is no Rotting, tightly fit on the shriveled body.

Lord Yehan's eyes were as calm as ever.

Low-level corpses do not have the ability to reproduce.

These jumping corpses are all after the death of mortals, because of obsession, resentment, and a gloomy environment.

The "corpse mutation" is triggered, and the body is half-rotted and half-strengthened, thus becoming the spirit of the underworld.

In fact, most of the spirits of the underworld, whether they are ghosts, corpses, or skeletons...

Going back decades, hundreds of years, or thousands of years, without exception, they can be connected with humans or spirits.

However, it is extremely difficult to preserve memory, even a little bit of memory fragments.

At least in the lower ranks, the corpse change means the birth and birth of a new life, which is completely separated from the past.

"Ah~~Ah~~"

The jumping corpses murmured meaninglessly.

They are extremely eager for the flesh and blood of wild boars and hares, which are their indispensable food. They sleep during the day and wake up at night, just to use these things to fill their empty, festering bodies, and then grow towards a higher level.

But they were stuck in the bamboo sticks and couldn't break free.

Without wisdom, they are more stupid than wild beasts, so they can only pick and pull randomly.

"If there are only jumping corpses, the trap that took most of the afternoon to make is somewhat wasteful..."

Mr. Ye Han thought about it, walked around the pothole, and explored into the depths of the darkness.

He left the flower candle in the cave, and being separated from the contracted spirit for a short period of time will not affect the stability of the contract.

However, this kind of operation must be dangerous in the eyes of outsiders. How can there be a first-rank family leader who doesn't even carry a contract family spirit, and explores the wild alone.

only……

Mr. Yehan is different.

The passive power of "Darkest Magic Eye" endows him with the ultimate dark attribute affinity and dark attribute resistance. The night is his stage and his territory.

In such an environment, he can control the darkness at will, with a vision as clear as a fire, a light and ghostly body, and a sense of existence that has become weak due to melting into the darkness... These extended effects are what Ye Hanjun has carried out to this day. confidence.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!!"

After jumping corpses, Mr. Yehan saw another kind of corpse clan.

It is like a crazy lunatic, climbing and walking on the ground with two limping legs and broken arms that may fall off at any time.

And from its mouth, human laughter would come out from time to time, the voice was bold and majestic, echoing under the black night sky was so scary.

——"Laughing Corpse".

This kind of spirit of the underworld moves slightly faster than the jumping corpse, but it is equally weak in both attack and defense.

Of course, it has a feature that cannot be ignored.

Once the flesh and blood prey bitten by the laughing corpse is invaded by the corpse poison, the skin will not fester, but the mouth will laugh uncontrollably. If it cannot survive the erosion of the corpse poison, it may eventually die from exhaustion from laughing .

There was once a pharmacist who refined the poison "Hanxiao half-step madness", which was refined from the corpse poison of the laughing corpse.

"My lord...my lord..."

"Where are you... I miss you so much~~~"

A touch of erratic red shuttles through the impenetrable darkness.

Mr. Ye Han paused slightly, showing a hint of surprise on his face.

He could see the whole picture of the red ghost clearly. It was a female ghost with a human figure, with her attractive shoulders exposed, slender jade legs at the bottom, and a charming face with red lips on the top. , arousing pity.

A young man with a single eye and lack of concentration may fall into her way.

Because this is "guiding ghosts", after practicing for at least ten years, the perfect state of clay sculpture is only a wall away from Feisheng Xiazhao.

Mr. Yehan didn't go to provoke him, but chose to go around.

"Giggle~~~~"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Quack! Quack! Ulla!"

In a dark place, you can still see a little sunlight shining in during the day, but at night, nothing but darkness is still darkness.

Master Yehan turned into a ghost, tried his best not to miss any corner, and tried his best to explore everything here.

Occasionally, he would find one or two blue coins inlaid in a more conspicuous place, such as a tree trunk.

From time to time, one or two elixir plants with good quality can be found in places with strong yin, and they are carefully picked and put into the bag.

But these can only be said to be unexpected gains, not what Ye Hanjun really desires.

He was looking for the "demon".

The demon family belonging to the spirit of the prison, regardless of their attributes or species, as long as they have the blood of demons and possess the power of demons, they can become the contract objects of "devil servants".

Although, Lord Ye Han didn't set aside too much expectation from the beginning.

But he still came to find out.

This kind of most gloomy and dark place, in addition to living together with the spirits of the underworld, may also be the natural habitat of the spirits of the prison.

It's a pity... not at all!
Even the most common and common low-level demons, such as "little devil", "corpse demon", "dog demon", "beholder demon", "claw demon"... none of these can be found.

Mr. Yehan gradually became a little worried. He wanted to find fairly powerful demon races such as "trolls", "ice demons", "flame demons", "bone demons" and "blood demons". Will it be really too difficult?
"If you can't find a pure natural one, you have to consider the way of mutation, which is quite troublesome..."

"Forget it, let's go back first, it's almost dawn..."

Frowning, Lord Yehan turned back the way he came.

Approaching the cave, all the darkest demonic eyes were closed, Lord Yehan knocked on the wall of the cave, and with the howl of the iron wolf, the four sleeping people woke up in horror.

"It's me." Jun Yehan said calmly:
"It's around 4 o'clock in the morning. Taking advantage of the last moment before dawn, I will accompany you to explore the world of night."

"Huh—" the alarm was lifted.

Huang Dengshan, Zhao Li, Su Mei, and Zhang Wu quickly arranged their clothes, and then assembled in front of Ye Hanjun.

"Next, you guys will walk ahead of me."

"Forget my existence as much as possible, and then use your own methods to confirm whether it is safe or not. I will only intervene when necessary."

"Yes……"

The four students were more or less a little nervous.

But since it was Master Han's test, they wanted to complete it no matter what.

The division of labor between the four is very clear. Zhao Li is a scout. With the help of the "visual synchronization" initiative power, she can gain the vision of broom ghosts, thereby ensuring the team's basic insight and not getting lost in the darkness.

Su Mei, Huang Dengshan, and Zhang Wu all rode their respective contracted spirits, in the form of mobile positions, adapting to the situation.

However, gearing up and eager to try.

When the exploration just started, the team fell into a series of problems.

Because the environment was too dark, a torch had to be lit.

The red and fiery flames can indeed disperse weak insects, ants and beasts, but they will also attract more powerful predators.

They hide in the dark, at a distance of 100 meters to 500 meters, staring at scarlet or emerald green eyeballs, coveting secretly.

Unable to restrain himself, a clay sculpture of a "rotten snake" sneaked into the soil, waiting for an opportunity to attack from the ground.

Because the students didn't perceive its existence at all, Mr. Yehan intervened, and the moment the rotten snake just emerged, the sand fist slammed down, and the sharp blood-sucking dagger, taking advantage of the gap when it was stunned, struck at its side Make a big cut.

"bare!"

The rotten snake was frightened and spewed out a mouthful of poisonous mist, but Mr. Ye Han had already retreated ten meters away as if he had known it in advance.

"call--"

Raising the sofa, this skill with the blessing of the weak wind element can slightly change the direction of the poisonous mist.

An ancient tree that had grown for hundreds of years was eroded by the poisonous mist. The vigorous trunk quickly turned black, and the huge crown lost its support, and fell down with a bang.

"Oh!"

The sand shield stretched out, became thinner and wider, and blocked the spread of the remaining poisonous mist with a larger surface area.

While the shield was rotting, the flower candle moved, and her body came forward, grabbing the rotten snake's stiffness after releasing the skill, clamping seven inches of it, and piercing its head with a ferocious scorpion tail.

So far, the rotten snake with weak defense is defeated.

Lord Yehan put on thick leather gloves, took off its fangs and glands, and took away its snake gall.

The four students who had lingering fears continued to act just now.

Until dawn, they finally arrived at the pothole. Seeing the 31 jumping corpses that had been stuck, all four of them had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

And then……

……

The sun rose.

(End of this chapter)