Abyss Summoner-Chapter 302 - 297: Unknown Monster

Due to the delirium caused by excess oxygen, the duration of the battle was continuously shortened. It was crucial to conclude this battle as quickly as possible.

This time, most of the Warriors Chen Feng brought along were already scarred, either bearing all sorts of scars on their faces, having a chunk missing from their ear, missing a finger, or even covered in tattoos.

For most people, the apocalypse was undoubtedly a disaster, but for a small group, it was an opportunity to end their peaceful life.

These people were a bunch of lunatics.

In times of peace, they suppressed the malice in their hearts, living among the people, even holding enviable and peaceful jobs.

But when the apocalypse came, this small group no longer needed to live under a mask of hypocrisy and instead released the darkness within them completely.

At this moment, the Warriors and the lunatics were perfectly matched, but there was no doubt that these people were the elite who had survived battle after battle.

The apocalypse was a world of survival of the fittest.

Over four hundred people were all clad in Insect Armor. Some small leaders were even wielding forged blades, which were sharper than ordinary iron weapons. A single chop could shatter a piece of bluestone.

.........

Quick march!

After marching for a while, the Scout reported that the natives' outpost lay ahead.

"Load your bullets!"

Chen Feng looked at the others around him, then gave Lady Misfortune a glance, calmly saying, "Their Scout hasn't returned all night, which may have aroused the enemy's suspicion. You stay here, and if you spot any enemy, kill without mercy!"

Lady Misfortune nodded, holding a whip in her hand.

The distance continued to decrease.

Then, some chaotic noises were heard from afar.

"Whizz!"

"Whizz!"

"Whizz!"

Dozens of javelins were suddenly thrown towards the crowd. Without any exchanges or communication, the natives hidden in the darkness suddenly launched their attack!

Lady Misfortune stepped forward, swinging her whip. Although the javelins were powerful, they were nothing in the eyes of a peak warrior.

"Snap!"

The whip was like a Fierce Python, blocking the air over the crowd, and in one strike, knocking down six javelins. At the same time, Lu Wei and Zhang Jianxiong moved, blocking all the javelins first.

"Fire!"

Chen Feng surveyed the surroundings and immediately ordered, "Fire indiscriminately!"

Among the Warriors brought this time, there were quite a few sharpshooters. They had already spotted the enemy's location when the javelins appeared, and without hesitation, they pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A series of gunshots rang out, and the natives hiding in the trees fell to the ground, their fate unknown.

No compassion, no sympathy.

The two sides were originally enemies, with no room for mercy.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses appeared in front of them.

Cold weapons clashed with guns, with the latter gaining a slight advantage.

The surroundings were clearly an ambush; they were very close to the native's outpost. It wouldn't be long before a real battle erupted.

During the march, occasional javelins were thrown. Even with the protection of some professionals, some Warriors still got hit.

Seven were nailed to the ground.

With the throws, the javelins carried immense destructive power. Once hitting the target, the wound would rip open, signaling instant death.

During the charge, seven died on the way. However, more natives were injured or killed. In the face of concentrated ammo, the natives often only had one chance to throw before being shot down, and the rest of the Warriors would then finish them off.

"Some of you, observe the surroundings."

Chen Feng glanced at his subordinates and commanded in a deep voice, "The rest, advance quickly toward the destination!"

There was no time to delay. Chen Feng wanted to use this momentum to seize the natives' outpost in one go. Everyone quickened their pace, and after a few more minutes of marching, they spotted an outpost surrounded by logs.

"Open fire!"

At the command.

Several Warriors came out pushing the Magic Crystal Cannon.

This was the ultimate weapon!

This was the reason for Chen Feng's confidence.

The magic crystal cannon, which can break through city walls, cannot be stopped by mere wooden defenses.

At this moment, the area around the outpost was filled with natives, glaring at the invaders. There were over a hundred of them, clearly the elite of the camp. Besides javelins, some even held longbows. Based on past experiences, they would slowly wear down the enemy from their higher vantage point.

But now, they were obviously going to be disappointed.

"Boom!"

A sound like thunder rang out, and suddenly, a solid section of the fence was blown open, causing some natives to lose their footing and fall from above.

The remaining people looked on in disbelief at this terrifying scene, muttering something under their breath, clearly frightened.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The artillery was far from over. Before the astonished natives could recover, two more shells hit the fence. In an instant, the defensive circle, which the natives had labored to build, was destroyed.

"Attack!"

The fence had been completely breached, and Zhang Jianxiong led the warriors in a raid, charging directly into the camp. They startled some natives along the way, but everyone in sight, regardless of age or gender, was slaughtered.

This was originally a war of vengeance.

Everyone vented their pent-up rage along the way.

Any native who dared to resist was killed mercilessly. In the brief moment of initial contact, dozens lay dead in pools of blood, no longer breathing.

"%￥#..."

A chaotic roar erupted from the camp, and soon after, the towering natives began to counterattack, wielding weapons made of sharpened stones, confronting the warriors.

"Boom!"

However, after just one round of shots, the human warriors gained the upper hand. Despite the natives' fierce bravado, they were, after all, flesh and blood, and seemed extremely fragile in the face of ammunition.

The attack was far from over.

A group of little devils flew into the sky, distracted by the humans. The natives' anti-air defenses became completely ineffective. At this moment, the little devils pulled the pins of high-explosive grenades and threw them into dense crowds.

Explosions rang out.

Firelight quickly spread throughout the camp.

Some natives began to panic, and amidst the original clamor, faint cries and sobs emerged from the camp, clearly indicating that the residents were terrified.

Chen Feng stood aside, observing coldly.

To some, Chen Feng's actions were undoubtedly evil. He led the warriors in a bloodbath, and in no time at all, over a hundred natives were dead.

An alarming number.

But that's war. Through memories, Chen Feng saw these people's daily lives. It was obvious; they were a tribe living primitively. If they were to ever become the losing side, they wouldn't show mercy either.

War.

There has always been only one victor.

This is perhaps the cruelest reality, with no room for compromise.

The warriors had gone berserk, and the oppression brought by doomsday was fully released in this battle.

Any native blocking the way would be treated as an enemy.

Outside, the fighters and warriors engaged, while Chen Feng moved towards the camp. For some reason, he was very interested in the sacrificial site where a warrior had been killed.

Chen Feng was not arrogant. No matter what, it was an unfamiliar environment. He summoned the Inferior Demon.

The little girl followed beside Chen Feng, her obedient demeanor betraying no hint that she was a chaotic demon.

Surrounding warriors posed no threat to Chen Feng or the Inferior Demon. In fact, some barely raised their weapons before being smashed to death by a punch from the Inferior Demon.

One blow, instant death.

Such force that some natives were even blown apart, creating a mist of blood in the air. The horrifying scene was witnessed by the other natives, and faced with the Inferior Demon's intimidation, a group of women and children fell to their knees, utterly lacking the courage to resist.

An altar.

After walking for some time, a large altar appeared before Chen Feng.

This was a huge altar carved from wood, probably the only craftwork the camp could proudly display. At the top was a strange statue.

Just as Chen Feng wanted to take a closer look, the statue trembled and then began to shed its outer layer, revealing a monster before him.

This creature's body was a massive blob, covered with black whip-like tentacles. Large mouths surrounded the blob, continuously dripping green slime. Beneath its body were several large hooves on which it stood.

The monster's body outline resembled some type of tree, with short legs as its trunk and tentacle-laden torso as its canopy. A waft of grave-like stench emanated from it, and it stood about five meters tall.

Monster!

A monster never before seen!

Chen Feng's expression was serious as he said solemnly, "This is the object of the natives' worship, a monster possessing real destructive power!"