Abyss Summoner-Chapter 82 - 80: Wasteland Laws

The Bloodslug lay curled up with a menacing appearance, its bizarre limbs, and a body wrapped in blood plasma gave off a palpable suffocating sense of oppression.

Besides the Thunderous Scorpion, it had no natural enemies here.

"Kill it!"

Chen Feng looked ahead, speaking with a chilling tone.

The Mourner leaned forward, taking a step. A surge of fierce murderous intent suddenly appeared in its eyes; closer, even closer, when they were only seven or eight meters apart, the Mourner kicked off with its back foot, a rude force surging through its body, causing its muscles to ripple dramatically.

The sound of the Mourner’s charge was too loud, attracting the Bloodslug’s attention. However, everything happened in a flash; no matter how fast the Bloodslug reacted, it couldn’t dodge this savage blow.

"Bang!"

A sound of flesh being torn echoed, the Bloodslug’s tail was directly severed, a large amount of blood plasma gushed forth like a fountain, splattering on the ground.

Some of the blood splattered onto the Mourner!

"Sizzle..."

White smoke rose from the Mourner’s skin, and its originally bluish-gray skin instantly turned pitch black.

The blood plasma, stored in the Bloodslug’s body for who knows how long, had degraded, possessing corrosive properties, not only poisonous but as concentrated as sulfuric acid.

The insects were extremely fragile, like cockroaches, ladybugs, centipedes, and such; a light stomp would turn them into a pile of mush, but in the apocalypse, their genes reset, not just causing size increases but making their abilities terrifyingly formidable.

"Hiss..."

A terrifying aura was spreading, and the Bloodslug felt a sense of oppression. It was trembling all over, its lateral appendages waving like ocean waves. In the next moment, it shrieked, like a tsunami triggered by crustal movement, scattering outside.

In the past, the Bloodslug was an absolute overlord here, but now, under the pressure of a terrifying presence, it felt a sudden wave of cowardice, even its blood stagnated.

Run away!

In such a situation, it had only this one thought.

With blood plasma adhering to its body, the Mourner’s muscles were already twisted, its gums were bleeding from overexertion, and in the next second, it leapt high, its massive body descending like a looming mountain, casting a large shadow!

"Bang!"

The force of the Epic’s fang directly pierced the Bloodslug’s spine, tearing it apart with blood flowing freely.

Poor Bloodslug, with immense strength and deadly poison, yet fell prey to the Mourner’s ambush...and then, each head-on confrontation rendered it helpless.

At this moment, the Bloodslug lay prostrate on the ground, devoid of resistance, only clinging to life, silently awaiting death.

"Splash!"

The Mourner stomped and crushed the Bloodslug’s head; this infinitely potential insect was dead just like that.

Chen Feng glanced at the corpse on the ground, shaking his head, as the Bloodslug’s corpse was of no collection value.

.........

Seventeenth floor.

As the climb continued, the eerie feeling intensified.

Chen Feng’s eyes landed on a hall; the door was tightly shut yet inside emanated a heart-palpitating aura.

As a result, no insect dared to ascend to this floor.

Chen Feng’s gaze grew heavier, his breathing nearly inaudible.

The presence within was not a simple entity; underestimating it was a major taboo, a mistake Chen Feng wouldn’t make.

Chen Feng cautiously opened a small crack.

The door opened.

This was a vast conference room, at its center lay a gigantic scorpion.

A mere glance was enough to instill fear with its fierce, bloody murderous aura, especially the pincers flanking its sides, as sharp as blades, emitting a cold, cutting presence.

Its sapphire eyes flickered, vaguely containing a rich thirst for blood, and besides, a thread of lightning coiled around its body, shimmering with brilliant iridescent colors.

Thunderous Scorpion!

It was indeed such a creature!

Upon seeing the monster, Chen Feng confirmed his suspicion.

Something was amiss.

This Thunderous Scorpion appeared irate, breathing heavily, as if enduring gut-wrenching pain.

"What’s going on?"

Chen Feng was puzzled; Thunderous Scorpions favored tranquility, usually retreating to dark corners to sleep post-feeding.

As the overlord here, the Thunderous Scorpion wasn’t lacking food, yet its behavior was abnormal.

Agitated, panicked.

It seemed distressed.

Chen Feng didn’t act, remaining at the doorway, observing the scene before him.

"Slit!"

The sound of tearing resounded.

Chen Feng’s body stiffened abruptly.

What did he see! The Thunderous Scorpion’s back suddenly split open, revealing tiny white creatures crawling out.

Larvae?!

This Thunderous Scorpion was female and in the midst of reproduction.

No wonder it was so irate, because the pain was unbearable.

Chen Feng’s mind surfed some memories, information on Thunderous Scorpion reproduction.

Ominous creatures.

Once Thunderous Scorpions mate, it’s the end of their life. After mating, the male scorpion remains immobile, providing nourishment for the female scorpion. After consuming the male, the female matures, splits its back, and reproduces.

Brutal.

After breeding, dozens of little scorpions crawl onto the mother’s back, commencing consumption.

They rely on the maternal energy to quickly gain strength...

Males nourish females, while females are eaten by larvae.

A very strange inheritance.

The moment the larvae emerged from the back, they clambered onto the mother’s body, each size of a fist, with mouthparts resembling small knives, tearing the female scorpion’s flesh.

Normally, this female scorpion would be completely devoured in a day.

However...nothing is absolute.

Suddenly!

A flash of lightning flickered on the Thunderous Scorpion, and although the larvae possessed certain electrical resistance, they hadn’t fully matured, trembling and paralyzed, as the female scorpion shook its body, causing them to tumble off.

"Crunch..."

The Thunderous Scorpion’s eyes gleamed with ruthless light, snatching a larva and crushing it, with crimson blood trickling from the corners of its mouth.

The larvae attempted to flee but were too paralyzed, leading the Thunderous Scorpion to feast, swiftly consuming all of them.

Nature’s rules aren’t set in stone.

For inheritance, Thunderous Scorpions choose themselves; scholars have even posited that some females deliberately seek pregnancy, as these larvae contain potent life elements and are naturally imbued with lightning bodies, akin to supplements for the females.

This land abounds with peculiarities.

Offspring consume mothers for power.

Mothers consume offspring to grow strong.

Survival of the fittest.

This is the law of the wasteland...