Chapter 844 The Sword Pointed at Devil-Blood Shelter (2/2)

The Angel Gene Fluid had not only boosted his courage, but when they engaged the monsters they'd fight there, the juice might very well save his life.

They both traveled north towards the Devil-Blood Shelter. Wang Yuhang's confidence had yet to waver, and he was visibly firm in the comfort provided by his ownership of the Angel Gene Fluid.

Han Sen merely hoped his cockiness would not get the better of him. When it came to fighting super creatures, he could still be destroyed.

The Devil-Blood Shelter was like a castle, and it was smaller than Han Sen had imagined it to be. It did look haunted, however. It wasn't as elegant and holy-looking as Moment Shelter.

”Did you not make mention of a trial of frightening fury? Pah, look hither. I, all by my lonesome, will engage this entire eerie estate solo!” After speaking, Wang Yuhang retrieved his injector and prepared to inject himself with one vial of the Angel Gene Fluid.

Seeing that the shelter was not too big, he did not believe anything powerful could reside within.

Han Sen grabbed his hand, however. He said, ”I won't stop you from killing anything, but I think it would be best if we did some reconnaissance first.”

”Fine. I'll allow the wretches that reside within a couple more minutes to cling to the fleeting, miserable excuses they deem as lives.” Wang Yuhang put away the injector.

When Han Sen and Wang Yuhang neared the shelter, the latter's face turned pale. The heroism that had previously driven Wang Yuhang dribbled away.

Above the Devil-Blood Shelter, a large dragon could be seen flying. A strange bird was also up there. There were many vile creatures outside the gates, including something like a minotaur.

Half an hour later, they had positively identified five different super creatures. God knew how many more resided within the shelter.

”Little Uncle, your opportunity has arrived. Do you want to go out there and kill them now?” Han Sen smiled at Wang Yuhang, whose face was still pale.

When he heard what Han Sen had asked him, he jumped and said, ”Is it my death that you earnestly desire?! The number of creatures there are too many, and to attempt an infiltration would be suicide. I am not fond of the concept of following you inside merely to die.”

”We cannot rush in, you are right. But we can draw a few of them away. Aren't you quite proficient in that?” Han Sen laughed.

Wang Yuhang's face turned bitter and he said, ”You are well-aware of how unfortunate I can be. If I venture any nearer to this sordid hellhole, every monster in the vicinity will lust for my blood and come at me like hounds. Think of the variety of grizzly deaths I might end up suffering...”

”Don't you have the Angel Gene Fluid? There is nothing to be afraid of,” Han Sen said.

”I spent every last penny I possessed on obtaining these delightful solutions, and I bought them so that I might slay super creatures. I hadn't planned on using them just so I could run away,” Wang Yuhang said.

”Little Uncle, it won't work. So, how about you go and draw them out? For any super creature we kill, you'll get sixty percent of the shares. Of the Life Geno Essences we sell, I'll only receive forty percent. If there are beast souls, you get first pick.” Han Sen conjured a wide array of different temptations for Wang Yuhang. Killing the super creatures was what was most important, and Han Sen did not care too much about the rewards.

There would likely be more first-generations inside there, anyway. If that was the case, Han Sen wouldn't mind giving them to Wang Yuhang, at all.

”Are you sure?” Wang Yuhang's eyes suddenly sparkled.

”When have I ever lied to you?” Han Sen said, with a smug and righteous look.

”No, I want seventy percent. And all the beast souls we receive will be mine,” Wang Yuhang said.

”Okay.” Han Sen agreed.