Chapter 115: Chapter 112: The Frightening Assistant Han_1

"Decaying Dog..."

"A ghastly hound in the form of a corpse, a Nether Fond Spirit, with unparalleled sensing ability for the living and temperature..."

Ye Hanjun kept his breath steady as he slowly reached into his waist pouch.

He was extremely cautious because he had clearly seen that the severely wounded Decaying Dog was holding in its mouth the head of... the Fighting Dog!

Wu Chong, the strongest among the seven assistants––might have died at his hand!

No wonder only Wei Hongying was seen protecting the students, with no one else visible.

This grey-faced figure cloaked in black, his strength even surpasses that of Ghost Whip and Ghost Hunt. With a Decaying Dog that has reached the Perfection of Rainbow Light, an E-rank Officer’s powers and years of combat experience... this person is second only to Ghost Hand in strength among the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group!

"What’s this trick? Hidden in the night, no wonder neither I nor Ghost Whip could find this little mouse for so long..."

Ghost Tooth grinned, letting out a harsh, grating sound like a saw cutting bone.

"Looking for me?"

Ye Hanjun’s heart skipped a beat, his normally steady heartbeat slowing slightly.

He was very interested in the choice of words.

So, the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group was not being ruthless and killing indiscriminately, they were just... unable to find him?

Ye Hanjun’s mind worked astoundingly fast, but he couldn’t understand why he had become the target.

He had only been in the Blue Frog Kingdom for a few days, and there were plenty of people in the academy he hadn’t come into contact with.

Outside the academy, what did he have to do with the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group, who took money and risked their lives for others?

Did someone... dislike him?

Just as an assistant, even under conditions where he had popped up the Blood Covenant as a bargaining chip, was someone still harboring sinister malice?

Or was it... jealousy? Did someone want to kill the holder of the Blood Covenant?

For a moment, Ye Hanjun even began to suspect that one of his brothers or sisters who disapproved of him might have gotten involved.

But he temporarily dismissed this idea.

If it were those "relatives" with half the blood relationship, truly striking at him would be a lowly third rank trick, child’s play.

Besides, the Nether trial has a hidden and non-participatory nature, the randomly drawn Giant Frog Marsh, since it has become his testing ground, no clan members are allowed to enter here for five years.

Violators commit a grave crime, and the punishment they face may not be lesser than being stripped of the surname of Ye.

"Rotten Tooth, kill him."

The icy command came from Ghost Tooth’s mouth.

Almost as he spoke, Ye Hanjun smashed something on the ground, sprung forward, and like a wisp of smoke, plunged deeper into the dense forest.

"Woof!"

The decaying dog growled a warning as it lunged forward.

It didn’t seem to care about the smoke spreading from the smashed flasks and jars at all, seeming to want to charge through it, directly at the prey’s neck.

But... after sniffing the scent with its half-rotted nose.

The Decaying Dog hesitated, its inverted eyes revealing a hint of discomfort.

"A stimulating smoke that can affect the smell of a Decaying Dog?"

Ghost Tooth looked briefly at the burning hemp rope, the unidentified blood plasma, the unidentified mucus... the colorful combination surprisingly had this effect?

"After all, he’s a Rank 1 Assistant."

"It’s normal for him to have some skill."

Ghost Tooth sat on the rotting back of the Decaying Dog, patting its rotting spine, and said indifferently:

"Rotten Tooth, within three minutes, I want to see his head in your mouth."

"Woof... Woof!!!"

The Decaying Dog responded and dodged the smoke, starting to run.

It had indeed been severely wounded.

But after completely consuming the remains of the Fighting Dog, its powerful digestive system was healing its wounds. The lost physical strength and explosive power were gradually returning to normal.

This human... couldn’t escape!

That vigorous, yet ill and injured contradictory scent had been completely imprinted in its mind!

...

"What should we do?"

"How do I break free from this situation?"

As Ye Hanjun sprinted, he didn’t panic, only thinking with absolute calm.

With the full activation of The Darkest Demon Eye, he had many ways to enhance himself.

For speed, while he has some enhancement, he was still not as fast as Su Mei riding the Pink Ostrich.

The biggest advantage––stealth, concealment, perception, those didn’t offer any upper hand when facing the Decaying Dog.

By the time he crossed this forest and reached the empty space to the south, he would probably be caught...

The only Ant Guard Bracelet he had couldn’t even block a single swipe from the Decaying Dog...

Ye Hanjun, without any distractions, was eliminating every thought that could not be used to solve the problem.

Those remaining, with possibilities too remote, were also held down one by one by him.

"Thump——Thump——Thump——"

The rhythm of his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and more pressing.

On his icy face, Ye Hanjun’s eyes squinted slightly, and a cold murderous intent stealthily surfaced.

"Bang!"

The smoke suddenly changed direction, no longer moving to the south where the chance of survival was almost zero.

Ye Hanjun charged, and dashed madly towards the east, towards the area where Ghost Hand and Mo Xuan were fiercely fighting!

"Water Goat, rain!!"

A short time later, Shen Jiaoyun also appeared in the central area, along with the bruised and battered Wei Hongying, protecting the surviving students.

Her rain was effective; it could disperse some of the smoke.

But she was not a combat officer, and water goats are not known for battle.

Students or Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits were still dying one after another.

Only four students could stand.

Wang Xinfei.

Li Jingming.

Sun Houbing.

Hu Linlin.

"Whoosh——"

Obscure black smoke, breaking through the white fog, crashed into the crowd.

Wei Hongying was helpless, but Shen Jiaoyun clenched a protective talisman, subconsciously wanting to activate it.

"It’s me."

Ye Hanjun dissipated the black smoke. When he lifted his head, other than some bloodshot, his eyes were already clear again.

With a single stride, he passed by the doubtful Shen Jiaoyun, propelled himself with his knees, and with an incredibly skillful and smooth action, he mounted the horse.

"Neigh!"

The sudden weight and presence made the armored horse lift its front half, kicking into the air.

And the sudden warm body behind made the confused Wang Xinfei, from the fear of death, regain a bit of composure.

"You..."

Wang Xinfei’s brows furrowed, she instinctively started to throw an elbow hit, trying to break free from the arms that suddenly wrapped around her slender waist.

From a young age, apart from her father, she had never been touched by another man.

This discomfort, along with the desperation that was already clouding her mind due to fear, the strength that Wang Xinfei burst out with in that moment, was no different to a death struggle.

"Shut up!"

A dagger, spinning a beautiful knife flower, cut across her soft, snowy neck.

Wang Xinfei’s elbow hit abruptly stopped.

Hidden beneath the silver armor and protective armor, her tender body was like a block of ice, hardly able to move a muscle.

The dagger... really cut her neck!

Although not deep, it’s just a shallow cut, but the suffocating sense of oppression rushed into her body from all directions.

It seemed... if she didn’t obey...

The dagger would mercilessly slice open her neck, when the blood gushes out, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, her life would wilt away.

"Assistant Han..."

Li Jingming, who was manipulating the insect net in his hand and subconsciously trying to help Wang Xinfei, now meeting the cold gaze of Ye Hanjun.

Seeing his cold eyes, Li Jingming’s eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly stopped his actions too.

"Li, Sun, Hu, you three follow me."

"Assistants Shen and Wei, could you please hold back the enemies for a minute. After we escape, run as far as you can, you don’t have to worry about us..."

Ye Hanjun’s voice was cold and merciless.

He wasn’t suggesting, but... commanding!

"Whoosh!"

The blood-sucking dagger, stabbed into the butt of the armored horse.

The armored horse was frightened and uncontrollably charged forward.

Ye Hanjun pressed against Wang Xinfei’s back, his two hands firmly held down her arms, not allowing her to struggle.

"Do as I say, and you may have a chance to survive."

"Now, let your Existing Spirit, at a direction of 45 degrees west-northwest, sprint at full power."

"In your dimensional space bag, there should be performance-enhancing drugs. Feed them to the armored horse, and if there are any extras, share them with Sun Houbing’s Blue Lion..."

Ye Hanjun did not speak quickly, and he didn’t put any particular force into his words - it was just like normal speech.

But in Wang Xinfei’s ears, for some reason, her whole body was tense as if a stretched bowstring, her heart about to come out of her throat.

She was sweating, profusely sweating.

Her long eyelashes trembling, her gaze caught sight of Ye Hanjun who was almost resting against her neck to speak, his body was boiling, his breath was icy cold. His black hair, following the direction of the wind, constantly brushed her cheeks, tickling and chilling her.

This man...

This man...

Doing her utmost to suppress her fear, Wang Xinfei bit her lower lip.

With her red lips stained by her blood, her trembling eyes regained a trace of calmness.

She started to control the direction of the galloping armored horse according to Ye Hanjun’s words.

At the same time, she took out the performance-enhancing drugs, fed them to the armored horse, and also threw some to the Blue Lion chasing from behind.

"Up ahead, one thousand eight hundred meters."

"There’s a naturally-formed stone cave, it is dark and deep inside, with a complicated terrain, and it’s home to several Existing Spirits of the dark and insect type. You should all have some impression."

"After entering the cave, turn left, go into the third entrance, everyone except for Li Jingming should recall their Existing Spirits."

"Then turn right, left, go down, continue to turn right, then left..."

"If you can’t remember, no matter what, you must follow me closely."

"If you fall behind, I won’t turn back."

"If you’re caught because of this, it’s your fate, and you can’t blame anyone else."

Ye Hanjun, with the calmest voice, spoke the cruelest words.

Behind them, Sun Houbing was riding Blue Lion with Hu Linlin.

And Li Jingming, he was carried by the Ghost-Faced Moth, fluttering its wings, flying at a low altitude.

"Yes, Assistant Han..."

Swallowing his spit, Sun Houbing responded.

Having not seen him for a few days, this Assistant Han... has changed too much.

He was actually threatening Miss Xinfei under the public gaze...

If the Guardian were still by her side, wouldn’t this act of provoking Miss Xinfei lead to a fate of either death or disability?

Sun Houbing’s distracting thoughts stopped here.

There was no need to say how urgent the situation was now.

In the face of this situation, even the boldest act of provocation was insignificant.

Lowering his gaze, focusing his mind.

Sun Houbing urged Blue Lion to continue chasing, and dared not make any remarks.

"Croak! Croak croak!!"

"Woof! Woof woof!!"

In the distance, the Chimney frog and the Decaying Dog, along with their masters, successfully broke through the defensive line formed by Wei Hongying and Shen Jiaoyun.

Regardless of the lives and deaths of the two in the pool of blood, one hopped while the other ran, closely chasing the escape team that had turned into a black speck.