Abyss Summoner-Chapter 282 - 277: The Power of the Devil

Sacrifice!

Just like Chen Feng's All-Seeing Eye, what he needed to do now was to merge the devil in front of him with Lu Wei, thereby granting the latter new life.

These corpses were stored in the space of the Undead Mage, where time flowed slowly, and even the flesh wasn't stiff, as if they had just died.

Originally, Chen Feng planned to use these corpses for summoning, but Lu Wei's request made him change his mind.

Lu Wei clenched his fist, his face somewhat pale. He was just an ordinary person, and the surrounding skeletons already brought him intense discomfort. When the corpses of the Scorpion Demon and Bone Demon appeared, he was utterly terrified.

Too horrifying!

Even in death, the Scorpion Demon's body still emitted a strong intimidating aura. Standing nearby, Lu Wei even heard some breathing sounds, as if this devil could be startled awake at any moment.

As for the Bone Demon, its presence was no less intimidating, with its whole body black as coal and the skeletal right arm glaringly sharp. Although it was a bone, the tip exuded the sharpness akin to steel.

"Choose one; this will be the source of your power."

Chen Feng's words lingered in his ears. Lu Wei had heard some rumors, saying that the so-called awakening involved applying a monster's abilities to oneself to gain mighty power and abilities.

After a brief panic, Lu Wei took a deep breath, his mood gradually calming down. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

From the moment he applied, he had prepared himself.

Though the devils before him were terrifying to the extreme, with Chen Feng by his side, Lu Wei only experienced a short panic before regaining composure. This was a deep trust and admiration from within.

As long as the master is present, nothing will go wrong.

This is not blind faith, but an answer forged through countless battles.

To Lu Wei, his trust in Chen Feng was unmatched, stronger than anyone else's, because when he and his sister were most helpless, it was Chen Feng's appearance that granted them a semblance of stable life.

And this might be the gap between fanatics and believers.

Lu Wei's gaze swept back and forth between the Scorpion Demon and Bone Demon, pondering for a few seconds before clenching his fist and asking, "Can I take both?"

Chen Feng's expression changed slightly. He glanced thoughtfully at Lu Wei and said lightly, "I like ambitious young people."

Lu Wei didn't realize how impactful those words were; he simply thought, if he had to choose, two would surely be stronger than one.

Chen Feng stepped forward a few paces and approached the devil, saying, "Taking both will certainly grant stronger power, but have you thought it through? The danger will also double, and a slight mistake could turn you into a corpse."

From the time the Scythe fell in battle, Lu Wei's mindset had changed. Danger surrounded him, and while he could retreat now, what about later? When monsters descend again, would he be able to avoid them?

If not successful, then perish.

This young man had prepared for the worst before coming.

Lu Wei raised his head, puffed up his chest, his face full of persistence, and resolutely said, "I've already made my decision, please accept my request, Master."

Chen Feng's eyes flashed as if pondering something. In fact, Lu Wei's request intrigued him.

These two devils each possessed terrifying power, and merging them might indeed transcend the ordinary.

More importantly, if it were someone else, such a sacrifice would be suicidal. But Lu Wei was different; as his fanatic, Chen Feng could even imbue him with some Spiritual Power. Though not strong, it could stabilize his will from being instantly crushed.

Given this, it was worth trying.

After figuring it all out, Chen Feng instructed nearby, "Bring Mr. Fang over to me."

Although Mr. Fang had surrendered, his unique identity warranted special accommodation, so Chen Feng arranged him a residence where he hadn't stepped out in these few days.

And today, Chen Feng summoned him for one purpose only: to draw blood!

Mr. Fang possessed astonishing regenerative abilities inherently, a rare constitution. When faced with multiple Summoned Beasts' siege, an ordinary person would have been bedridden, unable to rise.

Yet Mr. Fang took only two days to heal all his wounds—a testament to the sheer power of his recovery.

Due to this, his blood held moderate healing properties, akin to a walking pharmacy, useful in rescue during crucial times.

This sacrifice was a matter Chen Feng took most seriously, warranting the utmost preparation.

...

Royal Jelly.

Blood of Healing.

Lu Wei felt reluctant, but under Chen Feng's coercion, he still gulped down the fresh blood and royal jelly, shortly reddening his cheeks.

Chen Feng ordered him to lie on the bed nearby, then astonishingly plunged his hands directly into the devil's body under the watchful gaze of the Undead Mage and Mr. Fang.

His fingers hooked, both hands piercing into the devil's skull, staining with blood, morphing him into a sinister, butcher-like figure.

"in..."

Esoteric spells were chanted from his mouth, thoroughly prepared; by now, there was no turning back for anyone.

Advising is redundant.

His task was now to aid Lu Wei in transforming completely!

A crack appeared, instantly shredding the two devils into pulp. These two mighty beings genuinely vanished from the world, leaving no trace.

In a blink, the bodies were torn to pieces!

Then, a heavy pressure emerged around them as if threatening to rip the surroundings through that crack. Even Mr. Fang, bewildered by this scene, couldn't help but feel anxious and a bit surprised.

Chen Feng's cold sweat dripped down; this was a critical moment. In the next second, he controlled the two masses of blood and flesh to slap directly into Lu Wei's body.

With a violent impact, these blood and flesh pieces acted as if alive, desperately drilling into Lu Wei's nose, eyes, ears, mouth, and even pores. Incredibly, some eerie roarings emerged from within them.

Nest usurpation.

Although these pieces of flesh had lost consciousness, they retained the most basic instincts, a power inherited in the bloodline.

Just like how Demons are innately chaotic, the Devil's genes also harbor seeds of evil and conspiracy. Now, these seeds, having lost their soil, floated in the wind and upon encountering Lu Wei, they saw him as fertile land, attempting to take root and sprout.

If these wills successfully occupied him, even if Lu Wei succeeded, he would become a pure Devil, devoid of any human consciousness.

Under such intense occupation, Lu Wei's eyes turned blood-red, lying in bed as if enduring some pain, even his voice turned hoarse.

The voice was like the tormented souls of Hell, emitting a painful wail.

Not good!

Lu Wei's will stood no chance against these dark seeds and would soon be transformed into a pure Devil!

Compared to ordinary beasts and bugs, the Devil's genes are more domineering and extreme, a fact even Chen Feng couldn't have anticipated!

"How dare you!"

Chen Feng was enraged beyond measure; he had prepared so much and couldn't stand to let someone else take the harvest.

Crack!

The ground beneath started to crack, and a scorching flame surged from Chen Feng's body; the room's temperature instantly rose by several degrees, transforming it into a volcano.

He had to stop Lu Wei from going mad; once his consciousness was occupied, all his efforts would dissipate like smoke!

Divine Descent!

Chen Feng's power directly infused into Lu Wei's body. For some Evil Gods, they could temporarily possess the bodies of believers through Divine Descent.

Of course, the more devout, the greater the chance of possession, which is why Fanatics were so precious.

This implied that whenever necessary for an Evil God, every Fanatic could become an avatar of its essence, facilitating the actions of the Divine Spirits. Even if they died unexpectedly, all that was lost was some power and believers, without affecting real life.

At this time, the originally trembling Lu Wei showed a hint of heat on his body, causing his shaking figure to gradually calm down.

As for Chen Feng, the current situation wasn't optimistic. Just as he was performing the Divine Descent, some Devil's will from Lu Wei's body suddenly invaded his mind.

In an instant, a scene of Purgatory emerged in his mind, terrifyingly vivid, filled with chaotic slaughter and treacherous conspiracies.

A creature covered in pustules, with a massive filthy mouth and blood-red eyes staring at him, invoked a chilling fear at first glance.

The will of the Scorpion Demon invaded Chen Feng's mind. In his mind, this Devil leapt out, and Chen Feng immediately smelled a nauseating stench of blood. Surrounding him was a churned sea of blood, as if submerged within it.

Moreover, another Devil, covered in exoskeletons like a porcupine, crawled towards him. At this moment, Chen Feng stood alone, completely trapped between these two Devils, with no way out.

This feeling was one of countless, terrifying panic.

"Hmph! If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. What are mere wills? Turn to ashes for me!"

However, Chen Feng remained unpanicked; his blood coursed with Flame Demon's vitality, having even confronted Rose's avatar before. Compared to those legendary beings and Evil Gods, such intimidation was trivial.

The flames on Chen Feng's body burned fiercer, like a volcanic eruption, instantly shattering all illusions with no chance of returning to haunt.

Simultaneously!

An absolute chill of intent conveyed into Chen Feng's mind.

Killing intent!

This was a killing intent!

This killing intent seeped like icy winds, penetrating without gaps, saturating Chen Feng's body.

The aura of slaughter unleashed waves of terror from deep within his physique. Even the Undead Mage, devoid of life, became solemn, gripping the Bone Staff tightly in hand.

Finally, the howling Lu Wei ceased his screams, yet his face now bore splotches of dark spots.

Everything happened too abruptly, the dark spots spreading across his face in an instant like a flickering spark.

"Mmph, mmph..."

A suppressed sound emerged from Lu Wei's mouth, and the next moment, he suddenly knelt to the ground. Despite great resistance, the dark spots still spread across his left side.

An evil will appeared unexpectedly.

A power within him was awakening.

The youth hung his head.

His entire body began to tremble violently.

"Hehe..." Suddenly, a hoarse laughter came from Lu Wei's throat as he slowly raised his head, his cheeks adorned with mottled runes.

In that moment, his eyes unleashed an absolute terrifying will, akin to a hurricane, seemingly capable of destroying everything.

Chen Feng could sense it; the other's demeanor suddenly grew extremely unfamiliar, an evil aura faintly familiar.

This is...

The power of the Devil!