Abyss Summoner-Chapter 270 - 265: Successful Recruitment

Mr. Fang.

Name unknown.

It is only known that before the apocalypse, he was an outstanding scientist. However, his research involved bio-viruses, leading to him being wanted and becoming a fugitive.

But who could have thought, during the apocalypse, he found the true meaning of life and took biochemical research to its peak, creating the powerful monster, Corpse Demon.

And now, more terrifyingly, he has transformed himself into a monster, with deer-like legs and snake-like eyes, resembling a protagonist from a horror film, sending chills down one's spine.

This appearance caused the warriors around to gulp nervously, their hands gripping their guns trembling uncontrollably.

After all, no one could have imagined that someone who appeared like a conservative Military Advisor was in reality such a monstrosity.

At this moment, Chen Feng was full of aggression, with an Undead Mage and Dark Elf surrounding him, and Flora standing up, glaring at him like a predator. Mr. Fang, in an instant, seemed besieged by beasts, the pressure almost crushing his bones.

"Chen Feng, I underestimated you..."

All of this happened too suddenly, catching Mr. Fang off guard. He couldn't believe that Feng Zhiyong would go all out to suppress him, nor did he expect that Chen Feng would completely turn against him, creating a no-holds-barred situation.

"Take action!"

At the critical moment, Chen Feng had no interest in exchanging words, and directly ordered action while Mr. Fang was prattling on.

——Rapid fire!

The Dark Elf, adept at swift attacks, suddenly shot three arrows from her hands. The arrows twisted through the air like snakes, tearing through the air, imbued with a strange and powerful penetration force, targeting Mr. Fang.

Facing this instant assault, Mr. Fang roared, bending his knees, and in the next second, he sprang up, leaping a full three meters into the air.

The deer legs endowed him with immense jumping power, clearly a plan he had during the fusion process.

But the Dark Elf had seen it all before; her reaction speed was incredibly quick, perhaps a result of the Dark Elf race's inherent talents. As Mr. Fang leaped, she drew her bowstring again, and three arrows followed swiftly, like vicious snakeheads, piercing towards Mr. Fang.

Arrows whizzed through the air, the chilling aura making one shiver in terror.

On the ground, in mid-air, all space was sealed off; at this moment, Mr. Fang found himself with nowhere to run, neither to the heavens nor the earth.

"How does the opponent have such strong archery skills? Six arrows in a row, this not only requires focused attention but also immense strength, which even a brawny man cannot muster so quickly, but how does she do it?"

In a single breath, Mr. Fang's stance was disrupted by two waves of arrow rain. In mid-air, he twisted his body grotesquely, dodging two arrows barely, but the remaining arrow was too tricky in angle, piercing into his right arm.

"Explode!"

The Dark Elf imbued energy into the arrow, and as it contacted Mr. Fang's arm, she muttered obscure words. Instantly, with a flash of fire, the right arm exploded, blood splattering everywhere, filling the air with the scent of iron.

Fortunately, in this critical moment, disregarding his image, Mr. Fang rolled fiercely on the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and managed to stand up again.

Good opportunity!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looking towards the Dark Elf with genuine respect in their eyes.

Strong individuals should indeed be respected.

The Dark Elf earned everyone's admiration with her abilities.

"Hiss hiss..."

Everyone thought Mr. Fang was in a predicament, but a second later, the sound of a quartet of snakes hissing arose. Mr. Fang's right arm writhed, and a dozen little snakes emerged, entwining with each other, hissing, twisting like a strand of rope, and growing tighter, some even breaking into segments. After a few seconds, a layer of skin covered the arm, slowly forming a new arm.

This was Mr. Fang's ability.

An incredible recovery power; no matter how severe the injuries, as long as energy is sufficient, even limbs can regrow. However, Mr. Fang had already modified his body, turning ordinary wound recovery into such a horrifying scene, becoming a pure monster.

——Shattering Impact!

Mr. Fang had just landed, not even ready, when a lightning-like beam struck his body. It was the Undead Mage attacking, using dark magic directly blasting into Mr. Fang's chest.

The immense force tore Mr. Fang's flesh, bit by bit stripping away his flesh, even exposing the breastbone, but Mr. Fang's powerful recovery ability came into play, eventually neutralizing the horrific blow.

Pursue the advantage!

Not giving Mr. Fang any breathing space, Flora dashed forward, stomping on the dusty ground with a leap, throwing a punch. At this moment, she had the speed of a leopard, the strength of a bear, and the agility of an eagle.

Three Silver Peak experts ambushing at once, the chemistry produced was incalculable. At this moment, Mr. Fang became a human punching bag, with the three attacking in turns, leaving no room for evasion. Flora's punch struck his back, sending his entire body rolling forward at great speed.

A trough appeared on the ground.

Mr. Fang tried to get up, but pain in his chest caused him to clutch his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the ground. Even with astounding recovery, the intense attacks left him wounded.

"I lost fair and square, I never expected there would be so many experts under your command, three against one, I am no match." Propped on the ground, Mr. Fang suddenly spoke.

"You have opportunities, just as I have opportunities in the Economic Development Zone. Winners and losers, Hong Jiuling's power must be eradicated today; anyone clinging to him becomes a primary target!"

"Go ahead." Mr. Fang couldn't move an inch now, helplessly looking up at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng looked down at Mr. Fang, speaking lightly, "You were supposed to die, but now I'm giving you a chance. If you want to live, there's only one path, and that's to join me!"

"Join you?" Mr. Fang widened his eyes, unable to believe Chen Feng would extend an olive branch to him.

Corpse Demon.

Such a powerful ghoul, if Mr. Fang's allegiance is gained, Corpse Demons can be mass-produced, providing Chen Feng with another elite force.

"What can you offer me?" Mr. Fang asked after thinking.

"What can I offer?" Chen Feng sneered, "I can offer you life, giving you more time for research and experiments. Agree and live, or refuse and die now."

This was simply unreasonable.

However, Mr. Fang was already dedicated to his research; to abandon halfway would be more painful than death.

Loyalty versus research, he ultimately chose the latter.

"Alright, with your support, Feng Zhiyong will be even more formidable!" Mr. Fang considered, then promptly agreed.

"You have a criminal record. Although you're temporarily aligning with me, you still need to make a gesture of loyalty, kneel to me, and offer prayers to my existence!" Chen Feng said.

Immediately, Chen Feng transformed into a Flame Demon; in front of the Demon Horn, Mr. Fang's appearance was no longer peculiar.

"You..."

Mr. Fang's eyes widened, stunned to see Chen Feng transform into such a form.

But, given Mr. Fang's research into Corpse Demons, he was already familiar with such oddities, and after a moment of surprise, he calmed down.

"I surrender to you..."

Chen Feng's Flame Demon form was impressive, not only strong in capabilities but also rapidly gathering belief. By forcing Mr. Fang to become one of his Believers, he secured a method of control; should Mr. Fang harbor disloyalty, Chen Feng would instantly know.

As Chen Feng relaxed his will, Mr. Fang's faith fused into his body, indicating that he had gained another expert under his command.

Chen Feng remained indifferent, showing no expression.

Devils and Demons are blood enemies; if Mr. Fang, like Li Chuan, bore a devil mark, he could never pledge allegiance to Chen Feng. But now, Mr. Fang showed no adverse reactions, suggesting no such mark or blessing had been received.

Everything concluded, Mr. Fang successfully came under his command, and it could be said Chen Feng became the victor of this battle.

Rumble!

Yet, this feeling lasted mere seconds, as a thunderous sound erupted in the distance, shattering space, causing one's eardrums to ache.

The next second...

A terrifying, bloodthirsty will spread across Bridge East, with strange cries in the distance, and sensing this energy, Chen Feng felt as if on pins and needles, their hackles raised.

This is...

The aura of a Devil?

Not the mark on Li Chuan, but a true Hellish presence!