"Hehehehehe~~~"
The call of the Bat Wing Demon was very sleazy, sounding like a lecherous middle-aged man harassing a young girl, which was somewhat chilling to listen to.
It detected Ye Hanjun who took the form of smoke not far away, and subconsciously used skills related to sound waves to further discern the strength of the enemy.
Ye Hanjun retreated quickly.
The Bat Wing Demon was a nimble type of Fond Spirit, wielding dark attributes and the power of sound waves, and its combat power was not weak.
But like low-tiered vampires, it feared sunlight and was only active in the night and dark environments without any energy during the day.
With just this drawback, its rating would drop quite a bit, and it would only be one of the many optional Fond Spirits for the Demon Servants, with a strength of 75 points.
"Ribbit! Ribbit ribbit!"
After a while, on Ye Hanjun's journey up the mountain, a monster shaped like a frog revealed its trace.
