"Boom!!"
Ye Hanjun’s eyes turned into an intense black once again.
The Darkest Abyss appeared below his feet, rapidly engulfing a large area around him, subsequently devouring the scant traces of light.
"Roar..."
The Little Fla Demon had gone insane.
Initially leaning against the wall, even though it had no more options for retreat, it still held onto a thread of struggling faith.
Now trembling, lying flat on the ground, it had suddenly beco an easy target.
Fear and awe had already filled its soul.
Although the flas still burned within its skull, standing in the abyss, these flas had assud a grey undertone, seeming even more helpless and pitiful.
"By the Demon God, I, a descendant of the Ye Clan, wish to form a pact with the demon race today."
In my heart, the demon race is an essential branch among thousands of species, closely connected to the sources of evil and darkness, thus having an indispensable role."
The fear born out of this natural inclination of mankind, naturally outweighs their love."
"Although... my ambition does not lie in spreading and glorifying it, I will go as my heart dictates."
"But I will never disgrace the role of a ’Demon Servant’, serving demons with my hands, helping them grow and ascend to their highest potential... I will not let this expectation down!"
Vestiges of doubt were cleared, concerns were discarded.
As Ye Hanjun stayed true to his heart, mumbling to himself, he felt as if he had fallen into an unpopulated wilderness.
This is the faithful process that every Patron must go through during the Contract Ceremony; they can’t be careless or heedless.
Others can’t understand this type of sound; only the initiator can understand what they’re saying. There is no need for any concealnt; simply follow your heart."
"Boom!!"
The area covered by the Darkest Abyss suddenly surged.
Within a radius of one kiloter, regardless of whether they were in a hunting state or comfortably sleeping hidden in the soil, all the Mud-cast fetuses trembled instinctively, lying on the spot, not daring to budge.
Even the Rainbow Light Fetuses, though they did not lay flat,
appeared extrely cautious and wary, as if they had encountered their natural predators. They were full of doubt, but didn’t dare to flee randomly.
"Swish——"
Bunches of Mandala Flowers, which could only be seen in the land of absolute gloom, blood around Ye Hanjun.
The petals of these flowers were slender and soft, resembling bunches of ripe, plump wheat.
But they weren’t golden, instead, they were a dazzling pink, which could make one dizzy.
"Swish——"
A beam of evil red light, as if shot from the Netherworld into the human world.
The heavy scent of blood spread out, swirling around Ye Hanjun, inseparable from him.
"Roar!"
"Roar!!"
Under the blood light within the sea of flowers, Ye Hanjun’s shadow stretched endlessly.
In the blink of an eye, his shadow turned into various unidentified, monstrous creatures.
So were robust and domineering, like a standing Demon Bull, or roaring lions and tigers, fiercely torrential.
So were frightful and twisted, like a crawling Snake Monster, or a Witch with a chilly grin, exuding dread.
So were simple and still, like a petrified Rock Demon, or a sitting Buddha, wise and solemn.
...
These strange shadows, like illusions woven from dreams, or phantoms of the restless dead that traveled through ti from the end of days,
stood behind Ye Hanjun, so laughing, so calm, so angry, so indifferent...their expressions varied.
Ye Hanjun seed oblivious.
His eyes only reflected the splendorous golden light between his fingers,
— Contract Imprints.
This was the first Contract Imprint belonging to a ’Demon Servant’, it was new, pure, flawless!
With it, in theory, he could form a contract with any type of demon.
As long as the corresponding subject has not ascended to Rainbow Light, and is still in the Mud-cast fetus stage.
Those of lower positions, middle-ranking positions, who can at most control Mud-cast small achievent, Mud-cast great completion, for the theory of Mud-cast perfection having no direct contract ability, does not hold true here.
Demon Servant— B-level!
Even within the Ye clan’s lineage, those who can actively awaken their inherited positions and beco B-level blood descendants from the start, can be terd as the "Young King" of the Ye Clan.
Only the highest at A-level, corresponding to the "Innate Prince" can suppress his edge. Otherwise, among peers, he would be dazzling, and totally alluring!
"Swish..."
The unruffled Ye Hanjun raised his hand, and the golden blood droplet suddenly dissolved.
Hundreds of golden blood threads spread out, one end linking to his arm.
The other end, like a vine, following an invisible trajectory, crawled inch by inch towards the Doomday ssenger’s brow.
"First contract...Seal!"
Boom—
If thoughts had sound, it would surely be deafening.
The monstrous illusions disintegrate into ashes, the enveloping blood light vanished without a trace.
Even the Mandala Flowers blooming in clusters, withered silently like snow under the early morning sun.
Ye Hanjun gradually couldn’t hear the noises from the outside world.
Whether it was the trembling of the Little Fla Demon, or the curiosity of the little tadpoles – Yiye Yiye, they all could no longer reach his ear.
The world...fell into silence!
In the endless darkness, a drop of golden blood seed to fall, creating ripples one after the other.
Ye Hanjun silently felt the changes related to the Law of Contracts, but deep within, was uncertain.
As he got closer to the Doomsday ssenger, he had already confird that this creature, who was like a masochist, could indeed make him feel affectionate.
This ant that this creature had the blood of a demon flowing within it, which could match his own position.
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