"Hiss!"
An irresistibly itchy sensation occurred suddenly in his forehead, and an elliptical, crystal-like foreign substance slowly erged.
When he hastily opened his eyes, he realized it was an eye – a detached eye that resembled a cold red gem was staring unblinkingly ahead, devoid of any signs of life or spirit.
"Is this... the effect of the Enchantnt ’Doomsday ssenger’?"
Ye Hanjun examined himself in surprise.
The ’Demon Servant’ had another crucial active ability, known as "Enchantnt".
It allowed him to borrow so of the Bloodline Power from the demons he had ford a contract with.
Although the target demon’s powers were weakened during the borrowing phase.
Yet, the enhancent of the human body implied a significant increase in their ability to protect themselves. The overall benefits greatly outweighed the shortcomings.
If Ye Hanjun hadn’t been bound by a Blood Pact with the Demoness Aegifura during the initial survival trial, he wouldn’t have had the power to overpower his enemies across different ranks.
Now, enchantnt at the sa rank was the most standard, rational, and stable mode of control. He hardly needed to worry about any backlash.
"Rustle, rustle"
With just a thought, the white bandages obediently flew out.
Whether it was one, two... ten or twenty, he controlled these details at will.
Huazhu released the Rock Crocodile. The injured beast wanted to flee imdiately.
However, it had been chosen as dinner for the day. Ye Hanjun had been craving the tender and fragrant roasted rock crocodile leg for a long ti.
"Squawk!"
The Rock Crocodile emitted a strange noise similar to a duck, attempting to intimidate the half-human, half-demon creature.
Ye Hanjun ignored it, charged over, wrapped bandages around the Rock Crocodile, and repeatedly hit its head with his cane.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Unexpectedly, this cane was light to hold yet heavy in impact. It ca handy as a weapon.
Its power, however, was a bit limited.
As a perfect clay embodint of the Fond Spirit, the Savage, the Rock Crocodile’s strongest skill was defence.
Only being able to borrow a part of the Bloodline Power, Ye Hanjun clearly did not match the actual combat power of the Doomsday ssenger of the sa rank, and with his body itching with the use of this power, he had a strange desire to drop his cane, stick his arm into the crocodile’s mouth, and let it tear away.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Ye Hanjun punched himself, forcing himself to stabilize his ntality.
Everything about enchantnt was good, except that it had an easy influence on one’s mindset.
During the days with the Ancient Succubus, Ye Hanjun was on the verge of losing his sanity.
He was more brutal, impatient, and thirsty for killing while growing stronger and watching his sensibility being devoured.
The Doomsday ssenger was sowhat lighter in effect.
What Ye Hanjun had to do was just adjust.
He believed that with so serious practice and adaptation to fighting in an enchanted state, managing this power wouldn’t make him succumb to the negative effects.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
After about one hundred and eighty hits, the injured Rock Crocodile finally died when Ye Hanjun was close to his limit.
—The enchantnt ended.
He returned to his normal human state but felt a serious decline in his physical strength.
His growling stomach reminded him of his body’s inadequate nutrition.
Ye Hanjun found a relatively open area and started a fire.
Then, he used a sharp tool to cut open the rock crocodile’s scale armor, took out the at, and roasted it slowly over the fire.
After awhile, the aroma of the roasted at perated the air, and he started savoring it.
"Master, when will we leave?"
Huazhu, who does not eat cooked at, finished gnawing a raw crocodile leg and looked up to ask after wiping his mouth.
"We’ll stay for another day, catch a couple of young demons, and then leave."
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