Abyss Summoner-Chapter 257 - 252: Demon Wings

The commander was executed, and the threat of the zombies finally collapsed without any attack. Although some zombies still lingered outside the stronghold, they no longer posed a threat. The exhausted warriors and survivors of the past few days could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Nightfall came.

Just as most of the survivors began to sleep, the camp was not calm.

A faint smell of blood drifted from a house, and vaguely, one could see the blood flowing on the ground.

"Creak."

The door opened.

The Dark Elf pushed the door open and walked out.

The attitude of the surrounding warriors towards her was completely different. Previously, they would steal glimpses because of her appearance, but now they actually bowed slightly to show respect to her.

These people were all from the Iron Demon Army, an elite force of the main combat faction. Most of them were arrogant individuals, even daring to confront experts like Li Chuan directly. One can imagine what an honor it is to earn their respect.

This was a private courtyard.

Everyone here was from the squad that had just participated in the battle. After returning, they were arranged here by Xu Hongzhuang. Although their freedom was restricted, their needs for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were all met.

It was miserable for Li Chuan’s people.

Anyone related to Li Chuan, a total of one hundred seventy-nine people, had just become what Chen Feng wanted to see... silent people.

And the executor of all this was none other than the silver-haired girl before them.

This was also the reason for their respect for her; besides, in the moment of slight bowing, there was a trace of intractable fear.

The Dark Elf didn’t care about others’ gazes. Blood sacrifices were often held in her clan to appease Rose. She got used to such rituals at a young age.

Chen Feng’s residence.

The Dark Elf changed her previous arrogance and softly said, "Master, it’s all cleaned up."

No extra words.

Chen Feng sat in the room, faint sounds could be heard: "I know, you can go rest."

"By the way, tell others not to approach my door."

"Absolutely no exceptions!"

Chen Feng had no interest in wasting too much time and attention on the dead; to treat an enemy, one should be as cold as the harsh winter, a very simple principle.

The Dark Elf, hearing the command, bowed slightly, and her figure slowly disappeared around the corner.

.........

Chen Feng sat in the room.

He had no interest in knowing how many of those people were innocent; those who achieve greatness do not worry over trifles. Before Feng Zhiyong’s reply, no mistakes could be afforded.

This was not just about the safety of Chaodong but also concerned the survival of Order. Compared to the fate of hundreds of thousands, a few hundred lives were insignificant.

Taking a deep breath.

Chen Feng returned his mood to normal; he had more important things to do.

Awaiting Feng Kanghong was an outcome that needed waiting for, but Chen Feng must be thoroughly prepared. No matter how strong Feng Zhiyong was, he was just an external force. To remain invincible, he must rely on himself.

Chen Feng took out an item from his bosom.

[Blood Core]

As a tribute to the commander, the Blood Core even retained some warmth. It gave the illusion of a living being rather than an inanimate object.

Exchanging a thousand pounds of insect meat for a Blood Core was certainly worth it!

However, even in the hands of warriors, the Blood Core was not a tonic but a lethal poison.

What is a Blood Core? Layer after layer of blood plasma coats it, filled with the numerous grievances of the deceased. Overconsumption by ordinary humans could destroy the mind, turning them into bloodthirsty individuals.

But Chen Feng was different; he had the body of a Flame Demon. For a demon, chaotic will was akin to zombie instincts; consuming the Blood Core further enhanced the ability of the Flame Demon.

One must be powerful to dominate all.

Chen Feng stared for a moment, watching the blood aura swirling on the Blood Core, finally taking a deep breath and swallowing it whole into his mouth.

In an instant, his body boiled, with countless energies violently surging, like giant pythons roaming within, bringing about indescribable pain. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Chen Feng’s entire clothing suddenly caught flame, rapidly charring as it became engulfed in fire, both pupils seeming to blaze, capable of igniting everything.

"Come on! The pinnacle state!"

Chen Feng let out a low growl as his body experienced intense pain and suddenly began to swell.

Boom!

Countless sparks exploded; his body enlarged at once, the texture of scale armor-like skin spread from the chest, with mysterious totems akin to tattoos.

Moreover, two Demon Horns protruded from both sides of the top of his head, larger, thicker, and more impactful than before.

A series of intense swelling pain rampaged within Chen Feng’s body as if the energy wanted to explode his body by seeking a breach to burst out from!

But now in transformation form, Chen Feng’s impressive defense made it impossible for the energy to leak out; it could only rampage internally, pouring into veins, appearing like steel cables entwining his body.

Terrifying pain assaulted Chen Feng’s brain, his eyes wide open, his body trembled, sweat dripping down yet evaporating instantly, enveloping the whole room in smoke.

The energy was too fierce, slowly gathering on Chen Feng’s back. The muscles on both sides bulged gradually, like two tumors swelling up abruptly.

"In..."

The harsh demonic language circled in Chen Feng’s mouth. Stamping heavily once, an observable transparent ripple spread, slowly spreading in all directions.

The ground suddenly sank, revealing clear footprints.

The tumors on Chen Feng’s back started to undulate, as if something inside was about to break free, then a small slit tore open the next second.

"Puff!"

The sound of tearing.

A pair of black wings unexpectedly extended from behind.

Demon Wings.

This is the most apparent sign of an adult Flame Demon; unfortunately, his power was not yet sufficient to fly with these wings, serving merely ornamental purposes.

A surge of power emerged.

Chen Feng underwent another transformation, just one step away from the Golden Tier.

However, before he could feel excited, he distinctly sensed his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, eyes full of bloodshot, exceptionally blood-red; he felt... felt as if a demon resided within his body, attempting to occupy his soul, control his physical self, rendering consciousness somewhat sluggish.

Something is wrong!

Chen Feng overlooked something.

As a High-tier Flame Demon, reaching adulthood signified becoming a true warrior, during which they complete certain sacrificial-like activities.

Woman and slaughter.

These are common offerings.

However, here in the stronghold, venturing out might easily be misconstrued as an invading monster; ensuing unnecessary conflicts were not what Chen Feng wanted to witness.

Exerting all his strength, Chen Feng poured honey of the queen bee into his mouth.

The energy slid down to the abdomen through the throat.

The body temporarily calmed down.

Just an hour needed to pass for this chaotic sensation to naturally dissipate; without offerings, Chen Feng had to resort to meditation to regain calmness.

Night deepened.

Everything quieted down.

And during this time, a slender figure tiptoed to open the room door, her expression hesitant. However, after a moment of deliberation, she finally laid down her mental burdens and resolutely walked towards Chen Feng’s room...