Abyss Summoner-Chapter 67 - 65: Hunter and Prey

Nearly fifty people huddled together, yet not a single one felt an ounce of security. Instead, they trembled; some could only cry uncontrollably, some stood in a daze, and some even collapsed to the ground.

From a young age, they were taught that as men, they should always be strong and not rely on crying to solve problems.

But now...

The horror of the Ghouls completely shattered the final defenses in their hearts, and some even murmured to themselves, as those who had never had faith began to pray for miracles to appear.

And it wasn’t just them; even Wei Xun’s face turned pale. Now, he no longer had the slightest trace of his previous madness. At this moment, he seemed like a drowning man—helpless, bewildered, tormented by the memories in his mind, he stiffly turned his head to look at Chen Feng.

Although he was impressed by Chen Feng’s power, facing the Ghouls made his resolve falter, and Wei Xun doubted that Chen Feng could defeat this group of monsters.

"Sir, these monsters seem off today. I think we should retreat for now..." Wei Xun said with a trembling voice, lowering his head.

"Retreat?" Chen Feng queried.

The ghoul camp was too terrifying, and Wei Xun didn’t want to take risks, so he forced himself to explain, "Sir, when we came before, there weren’t so many monsters. It seems the creatures from the grave piles have all come out... We are too few in number; perhaps we should find more help..."

"No need." Chen Feng turned around, his tone firm, "It’s perfect to catch them all at once; I don’t want these creatures causing trouble when transporting food."

Chen Feng stretched out his hands, slowly pressing down on the ground.

"Afraid? If your courage is this little, I might consider choosing someone else to take your place." The power within Chen Feng began to flow, and eerie sounds of wailing and howling started to echo around them, akin to tortured death row inmates, unsettling everyone’s mind.

"It’s a misunderstanding, sir. I didn’t think that way. I just don’t want you to take risks..." Not daring to defy Chen Feng, Wei Xun lowered his stance and hastily explained.

"Thinking of me?" Chen Feng stared ahead, and the surrounding temperature dropped. His eyebrows were covered with a layer of white frost, and at the same time, two black cracks appeared beside him, like the eyes of demons, making hearts skip a beat.

Standing aside, Wei Xun had no idea what was happening. His pupils contracted into thin lines, suddenly feeling a sinister aura.

"I know you’re very scared, but it’s alright, because you’ve never seen my true power..."

Two figures appeared and disappeared.

"Now, come forth!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted in a low voice, pressing his hands down hard on the ground.

"Bang!"

A muscular leg stepped out from the crack, attached to a sturdy body wielding a massive bone stick. Its head was wrapped in tight iron wire, with one crimson eye exposed, devoid of life and mercy, filled only with desecration and savagery towards life.

Another figure emerged from the crack, but she was filled with endless allure—short skirt, long bow, as cold as ice, yet even so, her deadly allure couldn’t be concealed.

Ignoring the crowd’s astonished expressions.

Chen Feng lifted his head.

"No one can stop my steps; any obstacle only leads to a dead end!" Chen Feng smiled with a hint of wildness, his white teeth like those of a beast, totally devoid of human aura under the gaze of the Mourner and the Dark Elf.

.........

Noon.

A dozen people shuttled through the path, burly and fierce-looking; compared to them, those in the bunker were like rabbits before beasts.

Mouse held a chicken leg in one hand and a pistol in the other, walking hunched forward.

As a gang member, Wang Yong had enemies everywhere, so he hired a bunch of thugs. Even in the apocalypse, these ruffians continued to revel in their menace, and besides the professionals, they were the strongest force in the factory.

Accustomed to fighting.

These people had the skills of underground boxers, fighting ruthlessly, each being able to take on three opponents at once.

Wang Yong was determined to have the bunker, sparing no expense in sending a third of his trusted men.

Mouse’s face was grim, the wild was full of dangers. Though he was a professional, he had faced danger many times; if not for his quick escape, he would have perished long ago.

The factory teemed with women and food, while here danger lurked everywhere. Mouse dared not defy Wang Yong, but he placed all his grievances on the people of the bunker.

"Hmph! Once we break through the stone gate, I’ll make sure to pick a few unlucky bastards to vent my anger on!"

Mouse was just a lowlife in society, scorned even by migrant workers who at least earned an honest living through hard labor. Though the work was tough, every penny was clean money. But Mouse had lofty ambitions with little ability, unable to earn big money, unwilling to earn little money, resulting in petty crime and shameful deeds every day.

Ultimately, even his family cut ties with him.

Now, Mouse possessed abilities envied by others, letting loose his inner darkness and taking pleasure in tormenting people. His favorite activity was to make those with high degrees and credentials kneel and bark like dogs, a thrill that never ceased to excite him.

Perverted.

His nature was long twisted.

After traveling for some more time.

"Brother Mouse, we’re at the bunker, but it looks like there’s someone at the entrance." At this moment, a lackey spoke up.

"Hmm?" Mouse frowned as he looked ahead. He initially thought Wei Xun was there to welcome him, but in the next second, a gleam suddenly flashed in his murky eyes.

The entrance to the bunker was very narrow, and at this moment, a delicate figure appeared in the doorway.

A little girl of about six years old.

Her eyes were clear and innocent, and no one would dare to harm her. Her shiny black hair lazily draped over her shoulders, her small delicate nose, and tender lips emitted a charming luster, like petals, like pearls, making one involuntarily want to... taste her sweet flavor.

Little girl.

Mouse’s eyes immediately reflected a beast-like light.

Beauty comes in many forms, with each having its appeal. Mouse doesn’t fancy mature women or young maidens; he has a particular fondness for little girls. Back in the day, he was imprisoned for molesting a young girl.

Pedophilia.

Mouse’s mind is extremely twisted. He enjoys feeling the other’s intense struggles and hearing their pitiful cries during torment.

Why was he swayed this time? Wasn’t it because Wang Yong promised to give him the pair of fifteen-year-old twins at the factory? But now, compared to the little girl before him, what are those twins worth?

"Follow me!" Mouse waved his hand and slowly walked towards the bunker.

Since the apocalypse broke out, he hadn’t seen such an adorable girl. Now that he had power, he could do whatever he wanted. The law? He doesn’t care at all.

"’This time, I must be gentle; this is a delightful toy...’" Mouse rubbed his hands together and slowly approached the little girl.

The little girl’s head rested on the steps, her figure hidden in the shadows. She didn’t seem afraid of Mouse at all, her face always filled with a radiant smile.

Mouse didn’t think much of it, intentionally showing a harmless smile, and said, "Hey little girl, why are you here? Where are your mom and dad?"

She didn’t respond, continuing to smile.

"Why aren’t you talking? Uncle is not a bad person; I’m here to rescue you." Mouse thought she was timid and made up a lie: "Uncle is a good guy, don’t be scared; Uncle won’t hurt you..."

Her mouth pulled back slightly, but she still didn’t speak.

This time Mouse frowned, feeling something was weird. Looking closely, he saw that apart from her smiling, she had no other expressions, and she hadn’t blinked her eyes the whole time.

In broad daylight, a little girl lying on the ground, remaining still and only smiling, seemed eerie no matter how one looked at it.

"Could she be a fool?" Mouse touched his neck, suddenly feeling a chill. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Eat you..."

The girl finally began to speak, but the voice, which should have been a young girl’s timid whisper, came out as the voice of an aged old woman.

"Huh?" Mouse widened his eyes, thinking he misheard, leaning forward as he said, "What did you say?"

"Eat you..."

The second time, but this time the tone turned into a deep male voice.

Mouse was a bit overwhelmed, he retreated as beads of cold sweat emerged from his head, his breathing became rapid, trying to escape here.

Expressionless, radiant smile, changing tone.

He finally realized the strangeness of the girl; his only thought now was to leave here since all of this had frightened him.

"Eat you..." The girl lifted her head and suddenly blinked. This time, the pupils in her eyes suddenly distorted, like a chameleon, moving to the corners of her eyes.

These words were not only spoken to Mouse but also to the surrounding lackeys.

In the next second, some iron-gray arms suddenly stretched out from the entrance, grabbing hold of the group, pulling them into the entrance with force.

The speed was so swift that the people didn’t even have the chance to resist.

Time slowly passed, the entrance was silent, as if nothing had happened.

"Urgh..."

A burp sounded.

A while later, a little head poked out from the shadows, resting back on the corridor... she grinned, looking ahead, as if waiting for someone, or perhaps... anticipating the next prey to arrive...