Abyss Summoner-Chapter 111 - 109: Road to Survival

The Mourner collapsed onto the ground. Everything happened too quickly; the body was still twitching, and a stream of pitch-black foul blood slowly seeped from its neck.

The head is the final symbol of the Undead.

The neck was torn, and the head rolled to the feet of the Demon Fly, indicating that the Mourner had no chance of resurrection.

By rights, the Mourner, despite having no achievements, at least experienced many hardships. During the battle, even without an arm, it stood guard in front of Chen Feng. If it were an ordinary person, they might have thought to unleash their power to flee this place!

But who was Chen Feng?

His mental resilience had reached its peak.

Battle is battle, with no room for luck. Just now, with all his trump cards exhausted, and the Mourner having lost an arm, how could Chen Feng and Flora alone be a match for the Demon Fly?

In such a situation, would merely shouting a few times truly break the constraints of the Demon Fly, allowing one to escape to safety?

Impossible!

The Demon Fly was in a frenzy, unleashing its true strength. In such circumstances, a reckless charge would only hasten the end of life.

If there’s no opportunity, create one.

Apart from transforming into a Flame Demon, Chen Feng was also a Summoner.

The Mourner, without an arm, could only exert half its strength. Rather than being torn apart after a desperate fight, it was better to turn its life into flames, illuminating Chen Feng’s path to survival.

Beside him, Flora’s pupils dilated, showing a startled expression. However, in an instant, they regained clarity. She wasn’t foolish; she knew what Chen Feng, as a Summoner, intended to do.

Cruel?

The Abyss is a very ruthless region. The Cat Race lives a miserable, austere life. When faced with inexplicable crises, the elder Cat Race members would stay behind to block the enemy.

Staying behind meant facing death.

Yet, it was because of these sacrifices that the tribe could find new places to thrive.

Though Flora understood, seeing a comrade who had just fought side by side with her now lying on the ground, her eyes still showed a touch of sadness.

"Flora, charge forward for me. I need some time to prepare. Unleash, unleash all your strength; it’s our last chance!" said Chen Feng, who had personally slain the Mourner, with a hint of harshness in his expression.

Chen Feng had every reason to be enraged.

The Mourner had exceptional power. With proper nurturing, it could rival a Dark Knight. Yet such a powerhouse, forced by the Demon Fly, was reduced to a mere sacrifice. Such hatred could only be quenched with the blood of the Demon Fly!

Chen Feng, filled with fury, had eyes ablaze with fire.

Upon hearing this, Flora slowly hunched her back. Her small mouth opened, and her four canine teeth grew by two centimeters. Not only that, but her pupils also turned azure blue. On both sides of her cheeks, six whisker-like patterns slowly appeared.

To survive in the harsh environment of the Abyss and successfully advance to become a Master of Fist, how could Flora not have some life-saving tricks!

After a moment, Flora lay directly on the ground, her body emanating a strong energy that even stirred the dust around her. Her aura transformed abruptly, as if she became a real raccoon.

"Bang!"

The ground could no longer bear Flora’s might and shattered. Simultaneously, Flora dashed out, her arms swinging out like two long spears, directly piercing towards the Demon Fly’s chest.

"Meow!"

Her agile, swift figure charged directly at the Demon Fly, instantly making contact with its body. Attacks rained down in quick succession from all directions, with jabs, hooks, knee strikes, and elbows, using every move without any set pattern, purely by instinct.

The Three-winged Demon Fly saw this and raised its fists to block. Not only that, its legs whipped out, each limb like an iron rod, leaving deep marks on walls wherever they struck.

Furthermore, the tongue from its mouth was sharp, extending over a meter long with barbs. Once wrapped around the neck, it would tear the throat apart!

Though heavily injured, the Demon Fly was exceedingly violent. No longer in a mood to toy around, it used all its hidden tricks.

As they exchanged blows, the area around them instantly became a no-man’s land.

Any life form stepping into it would be shredded instantly, with destruction comparable to hurricanes and tornadoes!

Seeing Flora’s unstoppable momentum, a glimmer appeared in Chen Feng’s eyes. Though he didn’t know how Flora was managing to hold her own against the Demon Fly in such dire straits, he was acutely aware that the gap between them was vast. Flora’s moves could not last long. Once her power was exhausted, the weakness would be even more severe.

Summon!

Chen Feng had to summon a new ally before Flora’s strength waned!

With determination on his face, Chen Feng took out the cicada pupae containing the Illusionary Poison Cicada. These five pupae could be traded for five Enchanted Weapons, yet he intended to use them as a sacrifice!

Chen Feng was ready to risk it all, doing everything possible to enhance the quality of the summoning.

Though the pupae were precious, if they could bring down the Three-winged Demon Fly, even a hundred would be worth it without hesitation.

The threat posed by the Three-winged Demon Fly was immense. Once it broke into a crowd during a swarm outbreak, even a strong figure like Wei Xun would be killed instantly, with no hope of survival.

If he could slay it, the Economic Development Zone would become impenetrable. Strengthening defenses would make Chen Feng’s rise unstoppable!

Chen Feng focused his gaze on the Epic Fang. The tooth of an Epic figure could also serve as a sacrifice!

With a flash of determination, Chen Feng took a leap, picking up the Epic Fang with both hands. He then drove it full force into the Mourner’s corpse.

"Buzzing..."

The Epic Fang pierced through the bag, pinning both the cicada pupae and the Mourner together.

Sacrifice!

At this critical juncture, everything could be sacrificed!

With his head lowered and teeth clenched, Chen Feng radiated a sense of pressure from the depths of his heart.

The sacrifice began!

Scarlet crevices reopened, resembling the mouth of an Evil God, swallowing all the sacrifices before him.

At this moment, under the illumination of the crevice, Chen Feng’s eyes flickered with a hint of crimson red.

The aura of sulfur began to grow.

Feeling the change in the air, the Three-winged Demon Fly sensed a vague unease. Bloodthirsty light flashed in its eyes, muscles rippled, and its upper body slowly cracked. Faintly, a blackened face emerged from beneath its skin, showing terrifying teeth as it let out a tremor-inducing cry that threatened to rupture eardrums.

A massive beast, over two meters tall, its body covered in black fur, barbed and sharp limbs, and cruel, bloodthirsty crimson insect eyes—this was the true form of the Demon Fly!

Feeling the pressure, the Demon Fly fully revealed its true self, attempting to kill Chen Feng.

Yet, no matter how fiercely the Three-winged Demon Fly erupted, it couldn’t halt the summoning.

The crevice consumed the sacrifices, followed by a cold wind emerging, accompanied by eerie sounds echoing all around.

"Crack..."

In the next moment, an arm made entirely of bone, devoid of flesh, stretched out from the crevice.