Abyss Summoner-Chapter 259 - 254: Fence-Sitter

Chen Feng's house had now turned into scorched earth, with every trace bearing the marks of fire damage. Yet, peculiarly, the fire was confined to the inside of the room; no matter how intense the flames, the surroundings remained untouched. It was bewildering, requiring an extraordinary level of control to contain the fire so precisely.

The two figures inside the house had already fallen asleep, appearing thoroughly exhausted.

Especially the cat-eared girl, whose face was etched with fatigue; her originally delicate and round face was now smudged with dust, curled up in a ball, clearly fearful of something. Her little hands were covered with scratches, seeping with blood. Yet she neither cried out in pain nor complained, merely closing her eyes and falling into deep sleep, for she was simply too tired.

Streams of divine power began to converge.

Visible radiance appeared within the house, as surrounding dust gathered together, vaguely forming the beautiful silhouette of a figure with a cat's head, appearing inside the room.

"Meow..."

The newcomer opened her eyes, her voice akin to the low purring sound of a contented cat, giving one the sensation of being brushed by the softest fur or velvet.

Even her voice held enchantment; her identity was unmistakable—the faith of Flora, the goddess of cats and dance.

The incarnation of a divine spirit.

Similar to the descent of Rose, this form was an external incarnation, a body gathered by strong faith, lacking significant attack power but challenging to kill through normal means.

Priests of the dance goddess often hosted various revelry banquets in large cities, or served decadent and corrupt rulers. Such banquets were filled with sensory indulgences—grand feasts of food, relaxing hot tub massages, and any form of luxurious pleasure one could imagine.

Compared to those lavish environments, this small house seemed overly dilapidated, and if other believers had prayed here, it wouldn't attract the goddess of dance's attention.

But today was special.

The only Master of Fist under her command summoned with pain and pleasure, unprecedentedly offering the desired sacrifice.

Believers of the dance goddess came from bards, pleasure seekers, and sensory enthusiasts, obtaining Flora's faith was an accidental affair.

The most surprising aspect was the object of the believer's fall—an actual Flame Demon!

This was downright madness!

At this moment, Chen Feng's power was beginning to stabilize, yet his appearance remained unchanged—a formidable Flame Demon.

Demon Horns, Demon Wings;

These markings confirmed the identity of this "demon." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The scene was akin to an ascetic monk lost in the embrace of an Enchanting Demon, evoking a liberating sense of breaking taboos.

To the dance goddess, such a fall was the true source of joy.

Divine power gathered once more.

The radiance of the dance goddess swirled around the room, enveloping Flora's body in a light blue glow, lasting a while before gradually fading.

It was the power of the divine spirit, marking the beginning of Flora becoming a favored one of the goddess, receiving the baptism of divine technique. The once weary Flora now showed a smile, as if dreaming of something comforting.

After a while, her entire body became sticky, her skin coated with a layer of mucus as impurities hidden within her were expelled, healing old minor ailments and injuries.

Her aura climbed.

From now on, Flora finally reached Silver Peak, baptized by divine technique, an evolution in talent. When she used fist skills and Gang Qi again, she gained armor-piercing abilities, able to impart Dark Force onto enemies.

This meant that even if the enemy had astonishing defense, Flora's power could not be countered, and internal organs would rupture even if the exterior remained intact, leading to death.

Additionally, Flora's speed increased once more, surpassing even a leopard. If she advanced further, she might even comprehend the technique of clone division.

The ritual completed.

Flora gained the power she had long dreamt of.

However, after casting the divine technique, the dance goddess didn't leave. Instead, she curiously gazed at the sleeping Chen Feng, and a moment later appeared to make a decision, softly uttering a note, which materialized as a transparent holy emblem on Chen Feng's neck.

It was a symbol resembling lips, belonging to the goddess of cats and dance.

Blessing!

It was clear that she had blessed the "demon" in front of her.

This was blatant recruitment.

The goddess of cats and dance's believers concentrated among pleasure seekers, and the value of a High-tier Demon caught her attention. Besides strength, the act of seducing a Master of Fist intrigued the goddess.

Born chaotic, demons felt no racial loyalty, possibly serving any race, and this was the premise of the goddess's goodwill.

From now on, as long as Chen Feng didn't actively attack feline species, most intelligent feline creatures, including the Cat Race, Lion Race, and Griffins, wouldn't attack him.

Furthermore, the blessing enhanced Chen Feng's agility; though far inferior to Flora, it nonetheless added some means of survival.

If before he was merely an amateur athlete, the blessing now elevated him to a professional level athlete, enhancing reaction time, agility, and explosive power significantly.

It was indeed a delightful surprise.

This indicated that if Chen Feng could one day descend into the Abyss, the Cat Race wouldn't just tolerate him but might even have a favorable impression.

Furthermore, if he grew stronger, Chen Feng could directly control some simple intelligent creatures, including Griffins and those with feline blood.

After obtaining blessings from both Rose and the dance goddess, Chen Feng naturally held a certain liking for spiders and feline animals, suggesting he had acquired some Beast Tamer abilities.

This was the power of an Evil God.

Though merely a simple blessing, to a mortal it was overwhelmingly powerful.

With a Flame Demon body, the blessings of Rose and the goddess of cats and dance, the convergence of three forces was rare even in the Abyss.

The sleeping Chen Feng was utterly unaware that he had become a professional... "fence-sitter."