Abyss Summoner-Chapter 161 - 158: Watchdog
"Buzz..."
Everyone felt a panic and tremor from deep within their souls, as if their hearts were clenched tightly by a bloodthirsty demon, leaving them completely rigid, even their tongues frozen, unable to utter a single word.
The atmosphere on site was terrifyingly oppressive, with the surroundings becoming exceptionally quiet, as if the sound of an earthquake could no longer be heard, only the sharp and resonant roar reverberating between heaven and earth, haunting everyone’s soul.
Fortunately, the people below were seasoned soldiers who had seen great battles, for if they were ordinary folks, they would have long been trembling with fear, lying flat on the ground.
Suddenly, a dense rumble echoed in the air, and a fierce silhouette descended from the sky, engulfed in terrifyingly intense flames, especially the sharp horns on either side of his head, as if he were a ghoul emerging from hell, sending shivers down one’s spine!
Flame Demon body!
At this moment, Chen Feng had transformed into a Flame Demon, using his mastery over flames profoundly and unfathomably.
"Who is this?" Wang Feng and Zhang Luoyu exchanged a glance, discerning the surprise in each other’s eyes.
"Boom!"
A loud bang erupted as the flaming sword blade collided with a thunderball, immediately producing a sound as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, blowing up all the surrounding dust like a hurricane, making it impossible to open their eyes.
"Roar..."
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion was not an ordinary being, a descendant of the Thunder Dragon, its bloodline containing a very faint trace of dragon might, which was why it always instilled fear in others.
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion stood three meters high and five meters long, akin to a colossal creature, in front of which anyone’s will to fight would be extinguished, replaced by boundless panic.
But as Chen Feng descended from the sky, a frightening thought occurred to the people present, that Chen Feng’s body was even larger than the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion, like a divine spirit towering in the clouds, overlooking all creatures.
Having its attack blocked, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion immediately let out a frenzy of roars, inheriting the Dragon Race’s pride; at this moment, this human dared to take action in its presence, which was simply a provocation!
"Bang! Bang!"
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion extended its sharp claws, its formidable, hard claws coupled with a mad sprint, tearing the land apart to form a giant pit one meter deep, revealing its terrifying attack power!
The lion swept across the battlefield like a hurricane, the hard ground torn like paper under its claws.
The tremor on the ground continued to explode, mixed with the collapse of earth and stone, along with the soul-shattering roar of the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion, vibrating everyone’s internal organs through their skin, making it hard to keep their footing and their ears suffering devastation, inducing strong dizziness in their minds.
"Boom..."
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion stood on the ground flauntingly, stepping with earth-shaking steps, hurtling toward Chen Feng amidst a thunderous roar!
Dragon Might?
For other creatures, this would indeed affect one’s state of mind, diminishing strength considerably, but Chen Feng had recently slain a dragon, even bathing in the precious heart blood of the Red Dragon; how could he fear such intimidation?!
"Hmph! I’ve slain the Red Dragon, and you dare to flaunt before me, you mongrel?!"
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion moved quickly, but Chen Feng was even faster; as he landed, he continued his charge, like a stream of light, slashing toward the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion with a sword.
"Roar..."
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s pupils flashed, dodging this lethal strike, then clawing the ground again, leaping at Chen Feng.
Yet, the sharp sword blade suddenly transformed into a long whip in the next second, spinning in mid-air before violently striking the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s back!
"Swoosh!"
The Flaming Whip moved with astounding speed, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion completely unprepared, getting whipped directly, its formidable scale armor turning fiery red, clearly scorched and forcing its body to collapse to the ground.
"Step back, Thunder!" Zhang Luoyu shouted as he saw the flaming man abruptly blocking the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s assault, even whipping it down, his expression shifting dramatically.
He knew the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s prowess, its dragon-scale armor was impervious to conventional weaponry, yet now it had been gravely wounded by a whip, evidently revealing the opponent as a formidable entity.
Nonetheless, the lion did not heed Zhang Luoyu’s advice; it served Zhang Xueyuan instead, rather than Zhang Luoyu, and the intense pain had already agitated it beyond comfort. It stomped on the ground, the earth cracking inch by inch, clearly intending to stand up and continue the fight!
"Roar..."
At this moment, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion even let out a dragon roar, its blood surging as if its inner power was about to undergo fission, its aura intensifying again!
Simultaneously, Chen Feng rushed in headlong, seizing the moment the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion tried to rise, he stepped on its head.
Dragon Slayer’s Will!
Chen Feng bore the blood of a true Giant Dragon; at this moment, the bloody scent suffused around, dense and pungent, making the surrounding crowd seem to hear a giant dragon struggling in its last throes.
Under such circumstances, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s Dragon Race bloodline became a disadvantage; compared to others, it felt even more acutely the despair of the Red Dragon when its heart was pierced.
For this very reason, the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion dared not struggle too fiercely, only exerting half its strength, thus no matter how it resisted, it couldn’t lift its head under Chen Feng’s foot.
The Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s head was enormous, yet a bizarre scene unfolded—Chen Feng’s seemingly frail right foot trampled on the lion’s forehead, thin as it appeared, yet wielding a crushing force to firmly suppress the Dragon Lion.
"I know you possess intelligence, can understand me; I lack a watchdog here. Come guard my place, or continue struggling, and I’ll kill you!"
Chen Feng, stepping firmly on the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s head, spoke with a cold-blooded, merciless voice: "I know you’re unwilling, but just as you prey on other creatures, the weak have no choice—they either guard as a dog or die now. Choose one!"
In front of the camp, apart from the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion’s unwilling roar and intense struggle, all that remained was Chen Feng’s flaming body and his cold voice.
The crowd couldn’t maintain any semblance of composure, already in disarray.
Wang Feng was also stunned, his expression fluctuating as he looked at Chen Feng. What a joke! Served by humans in Jiaodong, with food and drink at his disposal, even being attended in sleep by human maidens, the top-tier fierce beast now crushed like refuse under someone else’s foot.
The most terrifying part...
A dog!
The adversary dared to demand the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion as a watchdog!
Who was he?!
This mindset was akin to an eternal iceberg; just a trace of murderous aura instilled trembling and cold fear, squashing thoughts of rebellion thoroughly!
