Abyss Summoner-Chapter 160 - 157: Thunder Prison Dragon Lion

If Chen Feng were present, he would recognize it at a glance; it’s a mutant species, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion!

Despite its lion-like appearance, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion is actually a dimensional creature, its body golden yellow, shining with an eerie light. Its dragon-scaled body exudes an extremely sinister yet immensely solid feeling, seemingly indestructible. The dragon scales are jagged and intertwined with dense patterns. Its four massive legs are terrifyingly robust, like endless silver-white steel spears!

This lion also possesses a trace of dragon race blood, born from the mating of exotic beasts and Thunder Dragons, naturally gifted with control over thunder and lightning.

What kind of dragon species is this?

Having been crossbred for countless generations, yet the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion remains a direct descendant of the Thunder Dragon, bringing a feeling of gathering storm wherever it goes.

Zhang Luoyu’s brother... Zhang Xueyuan, has used this fierce beast to establish his position at the camp.

"Step Thunder, this time, my brother asked you to come with me to gain more benefits. Once we enter the city, I’ll ensure you’re well-fed and pampered!"

As the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion approached, Zhang Luoyu chuckled, his previously intense gaze now softened, without any haughty tone, seeming instead like a gesture of goodwill.

The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion swung its head, tossing a red-capped beetle aside. Having ascended to silver rank, it possesses some intelligence. Although unable to speak, it has its own thinking ability.

Zhang Luoyu’s brother is its master. Following the master’s orders, it will protect Zhang Luoyu but won’t heed his commands.

"Aren’t you afraid of misunderstandings by calling Step Thunder out so abruptly?" Wang Feng’s eyes flickered at Step Thunder’s claws, causing the ground to tremble as if thunder rolled below, instilling a feeling of unease.

Wang Feng had heard of this lion, which doesn’t eat overnight meat but only fresh blood and flesh and requires grooming, feeding, and nail care. Twenty servants tended to this lion in the mansion, resembling more a prince than a lion.

Even more so, Wang Feng had heard rumors of this being a male lion, with Zhang Xueyuan sending girls to serve it, pleasing the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion!

A girl serving a beast?!

This unheard-of act only occurs in the distorted, twisted environment of the apocalypse!

It shows the importance of the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion in Zhang Xueyuan’s heart.

Immensely powerful, the lion also possesses a slight dragon might, its sheer presence causing ordinary insects to collapse in fear.

"Misunderstandings? Wang Feng, you’re all show and have no grasp of psychological warfare. In this world, what’s the greatest? Fists are the greatest! You’re a master, commanding dozens of elite soldiers. I know you dislike me, but why hold back and endure?"

Zhang Luoyu sneered, "Isn’t it because I have my brother’s backing and Step Thunder protecting me? I’m just an ordinary person but not a fool. A person must be ruthless to stand firm. Bringing out Step Thunder now is to show them the strength of our foundation!"

"Once they’re scared, cowardly, we can then seize more resources. Haha, the camp’s power is split. I never expected you so-called radicals to be so timid!"

Every word Zhang Luoyu speaks is sharp.

"Zhang Luoyu, you’re too arrogant. Your brother may be a lone master, but not the strongest. Aren’t you afraid of the conservative faction’s opposition?"

Wang Feng retorted coldly to Zhang Luoyu’s words.

"Opposition? If I bring back the goodies now, those jackals will rush in frenzy. In this new world, it’s not about right or wrong, but the results!"

Zhang Luoyu’s words carried double meaning as a response to Wang Feng.

"Enough, I don’t want to waste time anymore, Step Thunder, let’s go."

Whether posing with borrowed strength or wielding power haughtily.

Though not a professional, Zhang Luoyu’s eloquence is unmatched, leaving Wang Feng no room for rebuttal, driving his prized horse forward.

Watching Zhang Luoyu’s back, Wang Feng’s gaze flickered with anger. He clenched his teeth, saying, "When the time comes, act accordingly. I won’t say strike, no one should act rashly!"

"Yes!"

Dozens responded uniformly.

.........

Soon, the group arrived beneath the Order. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"The city wall is well-built. I’m curious about its defenses," Zhang Luoyu glanced at the wall from afar, showing slight astonishment before concealing it instantly.

Maintain composure.

Fully immersed in the superior side, Zhang Luoyu didn’t lose morale due to the wall’s presence.

Adjacent to the walls, giant flowers were planted, vibrant red like gigantic mouths, feeling strange.

But that’s not the most surprising. At the front of the wall, a tree stood tall with over a dozen monster corpses hanging.

Horror Rats, Sulfuric Acid Insects, Carrion Vultures, etc.

Suspended like fruit on the branches; bright red, resembling a bridge to Hell.

The tree bore not fruits but mature corpses, the sight paled faces, feeling as if fallen into an abyss.

"These are Feng Zhiyong’s men? Truly a formidable brigade," while attention was on the hanging corpse tree, Chen Feng muttered atop the wall.

After hearing Xu Zhe’s report, Chen Feng moved here to examine their strength.

And indeed, a well-disciplined, rare force with the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion leading.

The apocalypse does not lack masters; as he grows, so do the survivors of East and West Bridge.

Taming such creatures, fighting warriors, killing insects, and slaying monsters!

"Roar..."

The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion craves fresh flesh, rejecting carrion instinctively, its nose ten times more sensitive than normal. It roared, a massive lightning orb slowly swirling within its maw.

Indulged in being served, it acted on whim, attempting to destroy the hanging corpse tree with lightning!

Arrogant Zhang Luoyu?

The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion is a hundred times more arrogant!

Sensing decay, it roared in challenge, intolerant of provocation!

A thunderous blast erupted from the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s mouth, its enormous head writhing with terrifying teeth, and it let out a bellow that nearly shattered eardrums.

"Beast! You dare destroy my tree?"

Chen Feng’s eyebrow twitched heavily, unable to believe the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s sudden frenzy. His hanging corpse tree transplanted with effort, its destruction equates to losing an arsenal.

No hesitation allowed.

As the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion unleashed, a tremendous roar followed, shaking hearts.

Then, a fiery figure, wielding a longsword, leapt from the wall, targeting the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion!