Abyss Summoner-Chapter 35 - 33: Evil God’s Phantom

The Dark Elf raised her arms, eyes filled with frenzy and excitement. She loosened her fingers, and a jet-black arrow descended from the sky, piercing directly into the heart of the Deformed Beast.

"Splutter!"

The Deformed Beast attempted to escape, but it was clearly impossible. It widened its eyes, feeling the intense pain from its heart and suddenly issued a piercing scream, causing stones within a five-meter radius to be blown away. But this was just its last dying throes; ultimately, its body collapsed limply to the ground, eyelids slowly closing.

"in...ou..."

Just after shooting the Deformed Beast dead, the Dark Elf lowered her head, as if in prayer, murmuring obscure words in the Abyssal language.

The sound was distant, as if carried thousands of miles away, and after a few seconds, a phantom suddenly appeared behind the Dark Elf.

An ugly monster.

Her upper body was that of a tall and beautiful Dark Elf, while her lower body was that of a spider, evil and chaotic. Though just a hazy shadow, it exerted pressure on Chen Feng even greater than the Demon Hunting Spider.

Sacrifice?

Chen Feng’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. The Abyss is dangerous, and the creatures surviving there love nothing more than to cling to the powerful.

In fact, every group has its own Evil God or Abyssal Lord whom they serve.

Apart from the Dark Elf worshiping Lolth, the Jackal-wolfmen worship the Wolf King Yenogu.

Abyssal creatures gain power most rapidly through sacrifice, relying on blood and slaughter to please their Evil gods and thereby obtain strength.

Chen Feng did not stop the Dark Elf; in fact, she had already proven her value with her strength, a pet worth cultivating.

Carrot and stick.

The spider-bodied phantom absorbed the power from the Deformed Beast, and the latter’s flesh began to visibly decay at an observable rate. In just a few seconds, its body shrunk to half its size, even its skin turning grayish-white.

Conversely, wisps of white mist rose from the Dark Elf’s body, her hair growing longer, reflecting vibrant vitality.

"This is..."

Upon witnessing the Dark Elf’s transformation, even Chen Feng, accustomed to abnormalities, widened his eyes in astonishment. He could feel the intense power emanating from her, along with an arid atmosphere, akin to a potion making complex thoughts flood the mind.

The Dark Elf’s power had increased, now just a step away from Silver Level, merely needing an opportune moment for advancement.

"in..."

At this time, the Dark Elf’s gaze was profound, like an icy pool, filled with the flames of conviction, resembling a spear circling her.

She raised her bow and arrow, firing explosively.

Some solitary ordinary Deformed Beasts were shot up like kites with broken strings. They attempted to dodge, but there was nowhere to hide. In the face of the enhanced Dark Elf, they had no choice but death.

These Deformed Beasts died miserably, their limbs scattered, flesh and blood flying. In a mere instant, the remaining five Deformed Beasts were shot to death, utterly dead!

Nearby Warriors watched the Dark Elf, their expressions entirely changed.

Admiration, awe, shock, infatuation, along with other complex emotions...

As for the Dark Elf’s unusual appearance, people didn’t pay much attention. Among the troops were many awakened professionals who found it easier to adapt to such changes compared to ordinary individuals.

Even Feng Zhiyong, normally cold-faced, looked at the Dark Elf with surprise, filled with gravity and admiration.

He truly wanted to know... who exactly was this woman with white hair and purple skin, seductive like a poppy, yet possessing unmatched strength?

Feng Zhiyong steadied his emotions, wanting to greet her. It must be known that the strength of professionals is indisputable, especially as in front of him, this young woman with such archery skills, more lethal than guns. If she could be enlisted in the army, she would surely intimidate petty thieves.

A love for talent.

Feng Zhiyong was not a pedantic person. At such a time, gender was irrelevant. As long as she was beneficial to J City and its people, he would certainly lower his stance to personally invite her.

However, just as Feng Zhiyong hesitated about how to approach her, the Dark Elf’s action left him dumbfounded.

In fact, everyone present gasped, their eyes wide open, even their pupils shrank into narrow slits at that instant.

What did they see that left them in such a state?

The Dark Elf.

This figure, appearing abruptly, turned the tide with a long bow, shooting the Silver Deformed Beast dead in moments, and was now slowly kneeling on one knee.

How could it be?!

Witnessing this, some Warriors who had held the Dark Elf in reverence as an idol were left agape, unable to believe what was happening before them.

Who exactly?

Who could be worthy of receiving such homage?

The hot-blooded Warriors focused their gaze on Chen Feng, filled with suspicion and intense curiosity.

They wanted to know, who was this entity capable of making the decisive, fierce, and admirably skilled Master of Archery willingly kneel in reverence?

Chen Feng’s somewhat slender and delicate figure, akin to frost, stood there like a lone moon, exuding an indescribable calm and sharpness.

After days of perilous escape, some people’s clothes had long been soiled, stained with countless sweat and blood, exuding an air of messiness and despair. Yet, the man before them had only dust on his clothes, his appearance showing no trace of distress, as if this apocalypse had nothing to do with him.

Indeed, as Summoner, everything was handled by the Dark Elf and others, negating the need for him to take action.

The man’s stern demeanor was like a dividing line, separating those bewildered and lost from his world.

Although unwilling to admit it.

The fact remains, indeed, he possesses something different from ordinary people!