Abyss Summoner-Chapter 208 - 205: Strike First to Gain the Upper Hand

What a heavy killing intent.

When Chen Feng arrived at Zhang Xueyuan's residence, he saw the surroundings bristling with swords and spears. Several ferocious beasts glared angrily at him, and several soldiers with vacant expressions and faces as white as frost stood in the corners.

Corpse Demon.

These people can no longer be called human but exist in a state between man and corpse.

They have been modified through genetic engineering to become this way. In peaceful times, any research involving genetics mostly cannot conduct human experiments.

But now it's the apocalypse, with countless monsters lurking outside. To increase strength, some scientists have developed a variant gene.

This gene can compensate for human bodily defects, turning them into tireless and hunger-less iron-blooded warriors. The main ingredient of this potion is zombie brain matter.

Zombies are already a taboo.

Although those modified gain power, they lose their self-awareness. They can't recognize even their family members except for following simple commands. Even their language function is directly destroyed, making normal communication impossible.

Rather than a warrior, it's more accurate to call them a weapon.

The gap between the main battle faction and the conservative faction is evident here. The former holds most of the city's weapons and follows an aggressive path of conquest, while the latter focuses on self-preservation, recruiting several scientists and professionals to study peculiar experiments.

Most involved in the research are desperate individuals, and the conservative faction promises to support the families for five years regardless of success or failure. It is because of this provision that people take risks and secretly participate in genetic modifications.

The Corpse Demons are immensely powerful and possess some zombie traits. They can continue fighting until their brains are destroyed.

Upon spotting the stranger Chen Feng, the Corpse Demons stood rooted like nails, their eyes sweeping across Chen Feng in unison.

The feeling was like being gazed at by zombies, making one's whole body uncomfortable.

"Lieutenant Chen... please come in!"

As Chen Feng and his group of five reached the door, a leading soldier spoke with a voice like thunder, shaking others' minds and carrying an aura of intimidation.

Professionals.

A mere herald is a master, which shows that during this period, the conservative faction has grown, and their strength is astonishing!

Chen Feng dismounted from the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion, handing it over to Wei Xun. This time, he only brought four people—with Wei Xun, Flora, Inferior Demon, and the Undead Mage—while the rest of the main force stayed at the door.

He slowly walked forward.

Looking at the surrounding scene, Chen Feng slightly frowned. The beasts and Corpse Demons eyed him all the way, making it feel like a banquet of death rather than a welcoming party, an ambush set to kill him.

"Do they really intend to assassinate me? But I am Feng Zhiyong's honored guest. Aren't they afraid of Feng Zhiyong's wrath? Or... did I guess right? The conservative and main battle factions are now at daggers drawn. I killed Zhang Luoyu, making them think I'm siding with the main battle faction. An enemy's friend is an enemy. To prevent the main battle faction from growing, they've developed killing intent toward me." A highly dangerous thought flickered through Chen Feng's mind, but he dismissed it, a cold smile spreading across his face.

Seeing this lineup and speculating on their deep intentions, Chen Feng knew this was undoubtedly a death banquet.

"The conservatives are ruthless, reckless of consequences, even creating gene creatures like Corpse Demons—what won't they dare to do? As long as they can kill me in the first moment, even if Feng Zhiyong is enraged, would he really sever ties with the conservatives for me? Impossible. Mercy does not govern troops. For the sake of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people living in Qiaodong, he couldn't possibly start a real war."

"If I were an ordinary professional, falling into this layered trap, I might indeed be manipulated. But with the Flame Demon body and having even seen the Evil God, what do these petty opponents matter? Without a Gold level power to stop me, I am unrestrained in Qiaodong. When it comes time for action, who is the mantis, and who is the sparrow? This simply cannot be determined." Chen Feng smirked inwardly, composed himself, and felt no trace of fear.

Power.

It is precisely by mastering true power that Chen Feng has this fearless courage.

With these ideas in mind, Chen Feng, along with the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion and Wei Xun's group, walked through a corridor into the hall of this villa.

As soon as he entered the hall, Chen Feng saw the atmosphere of the house was indeed different. All the tables and chairs in the hall were removed, with guards standing neatly at the side, their eyes sweeping over Chen Feng and his companions, exuding a murderous aura. Clearly, these people were battle-hardened warriors, a level above the Corpse Demons outside.

One, two, a whole eighteen combat professionals—a number that exceeds all professionals in Order combined, just in this hall. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Besides that, only three people sat in the hall. One middle-aged man, from the moment Chen Feng entered, fixated his eyes on the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion, clearly the master of the room, Beast Tamer Zhang Xueyuan.

Although this person had a fierce aura, his power was only at the Silver Tier. What truly caught Chen Feng's attention were the other two, an old and a young man. Their expressions were normal, but when their eyes fell on him, it felt as though countless centipedes and poisonous insects crawled chaotically over his body, almost tangible.

The mere gaze brought such a strong sense of reality, clearly marking these two as Silver Peak existences!

Heroes are made by circumstances.

These people are true geniuses, not only innately gifted but also long in high positions, enjoying countless resources.

Qiaodong is more than ten times larger than the Economic Development Zone, with survivors numbering twenty times more. How much resource does this vast area hold? How much material wealth?

In peacetime, the world's wealth is in the hands of 1% of people.

And in Qiaodong, hundreds of thousands of survivors toil and offer labor and resources for this 1% just the same.

With such a concentration of resources, creating a few peak strongmen is clearly no difficult task.

Even so, there's nothing to fear. Three-winged Demon Fly, Earth-Boring Giant Worm—weren't they both peak Insect Kings? Yet in the end, didn't I crush them to death, leaving not even bones behind?

Relying on a dozen professionals and two Silver Peak masters to subdue me, that's a colossal joke!

"I am Chen Feng. Who wants to see me? You? You? Or you?!"

Before anyone could speak, Chen Feng gathered his energy and shouted loudly, his voice resonating rich and full, making the entire room buzz and causing those close to him to feel suffocated.

Preemptive action triumphs, delay leads to disaster.

Not giving the other party a chance to speak, Chen Feng took control of the scene, his eyes sweeping over the three, surrounded by fiery light, immediately giving an impression of overwhelming coldness and a blood-drenched abyss.

Zhang Xueyuan, merely an ordinary Silver Tier, instinctively felt fear under Chen Feng's gaze, lacking even the courage to look directly at him.

Meanwhile, both Li Chiyu and Mr. Fang, after being abruptly reprimanded, stood in a daze, exclaiming inwardly that this guy... wasn't playing by the rules at all!