Abyss Summoner-Chapter 112 - 110: Undead Mage

This arm has not a trace of flesh, only white bone, and the bone is crystal clear, completely fine, superior to the quality of sheep-fat jade. This kind of skeletal remains could simply be considered a work of art.

"Someone has summoned me, interrupted my research, and you will pay a price, hmm? It turns out to be the tooth of a bone dragon. Acquiring it allows my Bone Staff to complete its enhancement."

A decayed voice drifted into Chen Feng’s ears.

The owner of the voice seemed to have not communicated for a long time, stammering over words, filled with a chilling air that permeated people’s hearts, causing a sense of despair.

Chen Feng saw it clearly.

Within the crack, that Epic Tooth capable of cutting through gold and stone began to slowly turn into powder, and the situation did not stop there. As the tooth completely disintegrated, it began to slowly rotate, gradually revealing a faint elongated Bone Staff.

The tip of this staff bore a sinister skull, neither human nor beast, exuding an eerie sound as if countless unjustly dead souls were hovering upon it. The longer one listened, the more oppressive their mood became.

Resentment!

This staff emanated endless resentment!

Resentment is a powerful thought, even stronger than the fervent beliefs held by worshipers. This staff contained formidable resentment, tainted with countless lives!

It feels as if anyone grasping this staff will have their soul enshrouded by endless resentment, plunging into the Abyss, beyond redemption.

And as the Epic Tooth fused into this staff, faces twisted in hysteria and screaming kept flashing upon it.

"in..."

Accompanied by an almost imperceptible sound, the previously appearing skeletal arm grasped the staff, and simultaneously, a mist wafted out from within the crack.

As the mist thickened, the wails of those wandering spirits grew even more piercing, and a blue flame spread outward like ripples in water, gradually morphing into a human silhouette.

Human?

No.

More accurately, a skeleton appeared before Chen Feng’s eyes.

This was an icy skeleton, draped in a ragged mage’s robe, holding the resentment-filled staff in its hand. What was most chilling were its eyes, within the sockets were two fires of Soul, cold and numb, filled with the emotionless elements of death.

Undead Mage.

It fervently devoted itself to the Dark Magic of death and decay, hoping to glean all the strength it desired from humanity’s fear of death.

"Hoo..."

Upon seeing this, Chen Feng let out a long breath of relief; after sacrificing a Mourner, a Chrysalis, and the Epic Tooth, finally a powerful being responded to the call.

Silver Peak!

On the opponent’s body, Chen Feng even sensed a bit of pressure, a familiar feeling that matched perfectly with the aura of the Demon Fly, indicating that this Undead Mage was equally a Silver Peak existence!

It was but a step away from the Gold Tier.

The Undead Mage, proficient in most Dark Magic, possessed the ability to summon the dead. In the Abyss, they were like Liches, spending most of their time in experiments and research.

"sss..."

Witnessing the descent of the Undead Mage, the Three-winged Demon Fly felt an immensely urgent threat, and without thinking, it punched Flora away, momentarily charging at the Undead Mage. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The Demon Fly had completed its transformation, becoming a pure monster. Its flapping wings were invincible, its tongue extended over a meter long, forked, sharp, and hardened. It could even pierce through iron plates.

"in..."

Some obscure notes were uttered from the Undead Mage’s mouth, and in the next second, a colossal bone door emerged from the ground, blocking its front.

Bone Wall!

"Bang!"

The Three-winged Demon Fly punched the Bone Wall, its body retreating a few steps instead, and the Bone Wall remained undamaged, standing quietly on the ground.

The Undead Mage did not sit idly by; it lifted the resentment-filled staff again, and the sound of resentment arose once more from within.

At the corner, the corpse of a pregnant woman slowly crawled up from the ground.

The Undead Mage had the ability to control Corpses; if provided with sufficient power, it could completely form an Undead Army in a short period.

"Blood Boil Spell!"

It gently swung the staff, from which some eerie energy infused into the pregnant woman’s body.

The corpse had been dead for some time, its eyeballs a pale gray, creating a sight both eerie and inexplicable. Furthermore, under the enhancement of the Blood Boil Spell, its hair grew crazily, completely covering its previously hideous body.

Rust-spotted fingernails gleamed with a coldly silent dead light, appearing bizarre but somehow conveying an inexplicable sinister sensation.

The Demon Fly’s speed was swift, its reactive agility superb, able to resolve myriad dilemmas tirelessly. It seemed intent on avoiding a struggle with Flora, once again dodging and heading towards the Undead Mage.

But just then, the pregnant woman completed her transformation as well, her sharp claws shot out like a fleeting bolt, her hind foot planting firmly, directly entwining around the Demon Fly!

Suddenly under attack, the Three-winged Demon Fly was enraged, using its feet to claw at the pregnant woman’s legs separately, with brutal force, tearing them away with a sickening sound of bone fractures, leaving the woman’s legs torn apart!

Shattered flesh, gushing rotten blood, and chilling white bone sprawled across the ground, staining it black all around.

Even with her legs torn off, the pregnant woman did not lose her will to fight; she roared, raising her arms in a crazed attempt to shatter the Demon Fly’s skull!

Unfortunately, it was futile!

The Three-winged Demon Fly went completely berserk, stabbing its limbs fiercely into the pregnant woman’s head, penetrating the skull directly into the brain cavity, stirring fiercely, causing her brains to scramble into chaos. Simultaneously, it twisted with brute force, gruesomely tearing the head apart into two halves, bloody as a coconut crushed by a truck, its white fluids streaming over the muddy path.

Life vanished.

The Soul Fire in the eyes of the Undead Mage suddenly surged, and in the next moment, it raised the staff again, black energy enveloping the Demon Fly.

How could a newborn undead stand against the Demon Fly?

From beginning to end, that pregnant woman’s corpse was merely bait used by the Undead Mage to lure the Demon Fly!