Every second inside Jail Demon Hall was a desperate scramble as Han Sen attempted to cling to life. Thus far, he had only been inside the hall for one minute, and his body had already incurred seven or eight wounds. Those wounds were so deep that bones were visible inside them.
"D*mn it! This isn't the way." Han Sen felt terrible. His power was no match for the monster's, and the skills he had were losing their effectiveness.
"I have to try this out!" As Han Sen teleported away, he used the moment's reprieve to pull out a piece of gear. It was a peculiar bottle. The handle was the tail of two sirens. It was the holy item Siren Bottle from the sirens in the Extreme King.
