Abyss Summoner-Chapter 197 - 194: Abyssal Blood War (Part 1)

The Abyss encompasses various planes, some have been corroded by the passage of time in the river of history, while others continue to thrive with new life, inhabited by countless creatures.

The Valley of Poison.

The 489th layer of the Bottomless Abyss was once ruled by a powerful Blazing Demon known as Tarnheim. Occupying a plane signifies being among the mightiest, its power infinitely close to that of a deity, yet due to mysterious reasons, it vanished without a trace.

The dangers of the Abyss speak for themselves.

Beyond the battles among ordinary demons, there exist cruel, cunning plots and conflicts even between Abyss Lords and deities.

Among the deities shrouded in conspiracy, the most pitiful one is the Goddess of Wealth... Waukeen.

Waukeen's incarnation is usually that of a young and beautiful slender woman, with long, radiant golden hair, her eyes resembling two molten gold spheres. She wears a robe embellished with various gemstones and bright metal sequins, a cape made of gold coins, a golden belt, and a pair of golden boots studded with large pearls, constantly exuding an aura of a noblewoman.

Waukeen is a young deity, with no enemies beside Mask (Master of Thieves), thus she was utterly unguarded against other deities.

This lack of vigilance led Waukeen to venture across numerous planes. Upon stepping into the Abyss, attempting to traverse the territory of the Dark Master Duke Grazzt, the giant of the Bottomless Abyss ruthlessly tore apart the contract and imprisoned her within his domain. This began a prolonged period of confinement, causing the Goddess of Wealth to lose a vast amount of divine power and followers, and she herself suffered countless terrifying abuses.

Grazzt enjoyed holding sacrifices under his name, and wild copulation played a significant role in the heretical rituals of his believers.

During the course of abuse, not only were some High-tier Demons involved, but even a few lowly worms.

Throughout endless years, no one knew the extent of her cruel torment, until the fanatics of the Goddess of Wealth, following decades of investigation and tracking, finally rescued her from the Abyss, by which time her power had significantly waned.

No trust exists in the Abyss; only slaughter and death reside on this land, devoid of friends or morals.

The Abyss is a meat grinder.

Any mighty being might meet their demise here.

The Blazing Demon would transform the surrounding environment to make it suitable for habitation. During its reign, numerous volcanoes erupted, maintaining the temperature around fifty degrees.

Volcanoes continuously erupted around, leading to a thin acidic mist enveloping the area, leaving a scene of total devastation.

Despite the unfavorable environment of this plane, countless demons still inhabit it—worms, Inferior Demons, Timid Demons, and even higher-level Snake Demons, Frenzy Demons, Enchanting Demons can all be found here.

Demons are irritable, senseless of morality, and unpredictable. They immerse themselves in destruction and annihilation of every matter, even their own kind, and revel in it.

The concept of Order doesn't exist in their consciousness.

Chaos is the primary gene occupying their bodies.

Even a Demon Lord cannot make demons operate in an orderly manner; without bloody suppression, they can never unite nor act systematically. The thought of the previous moment is overturned in the next, each demon is a powerful and evil madman.

In broader terms, this place is like an extremely harsh psychiatric ward, hosting countless patients with mania, and the reasons for their fighting are straightforward and ridiculous—an unpleasant encounter, food scarcity, or even sheer wish to witness death might ignite a battle.

Even with a ruler, the Valley of Poison is as it is, let alone under the current circumstances, lacking military suppression, it has completely turned into a slaughterhouse of fights, with countless demons and forces intertwined, where dozens, even hundreds of blood wars occur simultaneously each day.

For demons, perhaps battling is part of life, as they use the corpses of enemy forces as food, which is perverse, yet comparable to humans consuming rice and wheat from a young age, this is their life.

.........

Inferior Demon Camp.

This is a bubbling swamp constantly seeping foul-smelling mud, where a large number of Inferior Demons reside.

Around, the hot lava flows along the faults, spilling into the swamp, maintaining its high-temperature state, with over five hundred Inferior Demons calling this place home.

Inferior Demons appear as nauseatingly rotten lumps of flesh, with incomplete human bodies and heads. When the mud hasn't fully covered their bodies, traces of their previous mortal forms are barely discernible.

Although intellectually inferior, they can perceive the telepathic messages transmitted by other demons and obey commands.

This is a highly submissive creature.

These swamp Inferior Demons obey the orders of a nearby Snake Demon.

A Snake Demon is the un-evolved form of a Six-armed Serpent Demon, although merely juvenile, its serpent tail already granted it super agility.

These Inferior Demons are under the rule of the Snake Demon, devoid of dignity, shameless, merely a group of pitiful cannon fodder, always rushing to the forefront during blood wars.

High-tier Demons have absolute rule over Lower-tier Demons, even if an Inferior Demon shows a hint of reluctance, it will be killed on the spot.

These Inferior Demons vary in size, some around two meters, others three meters, changing according to their prowess.

An Inferior Demon over four meters in length lays in the depths of the swamp, mostly covered in mud, with no trace of its past human form visible.

It's about to advance.

This is the normal evolution process of Inferior Demons, relying on killing powerful enemies to accumulate more Demon Bloodline, ultimately achieving a true breakthrough upon stepping into Silver Tier.

It has the chance to evolve into a Frenzy Demon, Flame Demon, or even Enchanting Demon.

The Inferior Demon Leader has lived here for too long, it is fortunate, standing out from countless blood wars, once transformed, it will shed this rotting body, bid farewell to the fate of Lower-tier Demons, and become a more powerful, noble demon.

A demon's genes hold endless possibilities, transformation during advancement is not difficult.

The Inferior Demon Leader resides here, waiting for its moment of transformation, its mighty power even granting it the authority to defy the Snake Demon's orders.

About to step into new life, this brought immense joy to the Inferior Demon Leader, it opened its mouth, releasing gas, causing the swamp to bubble, expressing its internal excitement in this manner.

However!

Just as the Inferior Demon Leader accumulates strength, suddenly a thunderous roar echoes from above, followed by the sudden descent of a creature with massive dragon wings.

All Inferior Demons collectively gaze upwards.

Human face, dragon wings, body of mud.

A figure bizarrely pressuring even Inferior Demons appeared above the swamp.

The sudden arrival of the monster displayed a contemplative expression, large eyes scanning the whole swamp, upon sighting the Inferior Demon Leader, it tilted its head slightly, eyes revealing a look of {Finally found you}.

The Inferior Demon Leader slowly emerged its head from the swamp, staring at the creature above, feeling an inexplicable urge to flee.

But the situation didn't evolve as wished.

Suddenly, from high above, the surrounding mist was blown away, a powerful aura of slaughter emerged from it.

This aura, fearful to all living beings...

Dragon Might!