Abyss Summoner-Chapter 119 - 117: The Undead Mage’s Wrath

Chen Feng had already prepared for a showdown. From the beginning, he intended to escalate the situation, and he wouldn’t simply settle for the Undead Mage’s intimidation. At this moment, his eyes turned cold, and he directly gave orders to the Dark Elf.

The Undead Mage was not simple.

When battling the Three-winged Demon Fly, using five consecutive dark spells demonstrated its formidable power.

A dangerous character.

The Undead Mage possessed immense spiritual power and could tear open a rift to return to the Abyss, disregarding Chen Feng’s commands.

The creatures Chen Feng had summoned in the past were mostly power-type summoned beasts. Although they were strong, their spiritual power was very weak, making it impossible for them to resist commands.

But the Undead Mage was different. It had forsaken its physical body, fully immersing itself in the study of dark magic. In the Abyss, every Undead Mage was a fanatical lunatic, obsessed with bones, corpses, and endlessly honing their spiritual power.

This Undead Mage, whose existence spanned countless years, possessed extraordinary spiritual power. Although it feared the power of rules and couldn’t kill Chen Feng outright, it could defy him, disobey the summons, or even flee the battlefield.

Chen Feng disliked any unstable factors.

Originally, the Undead Mage was immensely powerful, and Chen Feng alone wouldn’t be able to subdue it easily.

But now, with Chen Feng’s oppressive aura, three summoned beasts gathered around him, combining their formidable auras into one. The overwhelming pressure even caused the Undead Mage to lose focus, with the Soul Fire in its eye sockets melting away significantly.

Undead Mage.

Apart from some dark magic, it was also proficient in summoning the dead to fight. Given enough corpses, it could easily revive a formidable army.

The camp’s current strength was insufficient, and every combatant lost was a significant blow, but the undead were different. Once summoned, they feared nothing and worked faithfully for the Undead Mage.

If Chen Feng could subdue the Undead Mage, he could have an entire undead army under his command, providing significant advantages in both combat and defense!

Refuse!

Fight until submission!

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, the Dark Elf nocked an arrow, aiming it forward with her longbow drawn like a full moon.

"Boom!"

As the arrowhead gleamed, one could see a rainbow-like hue with the naked eye.

Power Shot.

It was imbued with the Dark Elf’s energy and would produce explosive effects upon hitting an enemy. With such ferocity, even an elephant would be shot dead, leaving no chance for survival!

The arrow sliced through the air in a curve, instantly closing the distance to the Undead Mage, targeting the flickering Soul Fire in its eye sockets.

"In... uy..."

Chilling chants echoed in the surroundings, like ghostly whispers, bringing a palpable discomfort.

The ground began to churn.

"Bang!"

With a loud boom, a wall emerged from the ground, formed from countless bones: hand bones, chest bones, foot bones, even skulls.

When the bone wall rose, the Dark Elf’s arrow struck it directly.

The wall emitted a horrific wail, as if these dead souls sought to revive within, exuding a vicious, ferocious, and brutal aura.

Despite the fierce power of the Dark Elf’s Power Shot, it was no match for these forsaken souls, who resisted the lethal strike using their bones.

Standing behind the bone wall, the Undead Mage’s Soul Fire flickered, as if mocking Chen Feng’s tactics.

An uninteresting battle.

The Undead Mage raised its staff, its lower body transformed into a blue mist. As it attempted to return to the Abyss, the sturdy bone wall shook violently, thwarting its departure.

Seeing the arrow blocked, the Dark Elf continued drawing her bow. Her arm crackled as her eyes rapidly shifted, deep in thought.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Unable to pierce it with one arrow, she immediately fired three more. These arrows, swift as falling stars, tore through the space, producing faint thunderous sounds mid-air.

"The first arrow only made the bone wall tremble."

"The second arrow dislodged some bone dust."

"The third arrow dented it by an inch."

"The fourth arrow..."

Each of these arrows hit the exact same spot with precision, and by the fourth arrow, the tough bone wall had a large hole, left with just a thin layer to penetrate completely.

At this moment.

Beads of sweat rolled down the Dark Elf’s forehead, her right hand trembled uncontrollably from drawing the bowstring, clearly exhausted from those powerful shots.

On the brink of failure?

No!

The Dark Elf was not fighting alone!

Simultaneously, Flora darted forward, her right arm striking through the final layer of the bone wall, crashing into the Undead Mage’s head in an instant.

Headshot!

The orders Chen Feng had given were now truly executed!

Don’t be fooled by Flora’s seemingly frail punches. Remember, she’s a Master of Fist, and her punches, brimming with "force energy," were like boulders rolling from the mountains, easily breaking through the last defense of the bone wall.

"Bang!"

This time, the Undead Mage didn’t even have a chance to chant, sent flying four meters back, crashing to the ground.

After unleashing a punch, Flora’s body arched, her tail raised high, muscles rippling as if the force energy was surging from within, imposing a heavy pressure.

Despite this, Chen Feng’s expression didn’t ease; instead, he furrowed his brows, fixing his gaze on the Undead Mage.

Flora’s force energy was immensely powerful. Ordinary bones would be obliterated into dust with one punch, but the Undead Mage’s bones were of an unknown material, remaining pristine without a crack, as if the most precious jade.

It wouldn’t be defeated that easily!

"Wooo..."

Suddenly, it was as if hundreds of anguished souls were howling around, and the entire air was enveloped in a layer of black frost.

A faint silhouette appeared behind the Undead Mage.

The figure gradually solidified, and after a moment, Chen Feng discerned a lean old man, clad in a white robe, with eyebrows and hair white as snow. Holding a black staff, if a normal elder this age exuded warmth and kindness, this old man, with his unsmiling countenance and sunken eye sockets, resembled a hawk, instilling fear.

Clearly, this was the Undead Mage’s appearance in life. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

A powerful mage.

At this moment, the lifelike illusion gazed at Chen Feng with murderous intent.

"Ignorant one who offends Saruman, receive your punishment!"

The phantom waved its staff, and in the next second, a dark rift slowly opened beside the Undead Mage...

Chen Feng became intrigued, his eyes fixated on the rift, murmuring, "Space magic, this guy... is actually trying to summon reinforcements?"