Abyss Summoner-Chapter 33 - 32: Descent!

"How could this happen?!"

At this moment, Feng Zhiyong saw the scene in front of him, and the shock in his heart had long ravaged his mind like a flood.

He clenched his hands tightly, and a towering rage was reflected in his eyes.

Ghost Assassin, Qi Gong Master, Ironmaster.

No one could have imagined that the situation, which was just nearly victorious, would turn into this state, with three diligent warriors dying so tragically here.

Professionals.

Judging the strength of a force, the quantity and quality of professionals are key. Although the army has excellent physiques, in the temporary thousand-man team formed by Feng Zhiyong, there are only thirteen professionals. The other nine guard two urban districts, while he has the Ghost Assassin and others by his side.

These people are almost like his personal guards, following him in battles everywhere, accumulating countless achievements.

Dead.

The once mighty three professionals, who had already been forged into heroes in the military, clearly saw a glimmer of victory, yet now... they have been plunged into boundless darkness due to the appearance of the Deformed Beast.

"Squad leader, you even killed the squad leader!"

"And Brother Zhang, he was the one who brought me into the army!"

"What the hell are you?! I don’t believe you can’t be killed!"

"Third Squad, follow my orders, open fire!"

A burst of angry shouts erupted, and at this moment, over twenty people stood up. Among them were young warriors, aging veterans, members of the cooking squad, with fighting abilities varied, but they had one thing in common; they were all soldiers. Having fought as a unit, they had long regarded each other as brothers. Watching the Ghost Assassin and others die so tragically, these people burned with anger and raised their guns, pulling the trigger towards the Deformed Beast.

Over twenty people shouted to bolster their courage, standing at the forefront, facing head-on the Silver Deformed Beast that brought them disaster.

The warriors’ attacks were not entirely ineffective; the overwhelming ammunition bombarded the Deformed Beast’s body, with several fearless warriors charging to within five meters, improving bullet accuracy significantly at close range.

"Roar..."

The Deformed Beast’s body lacked hard shell armor, only a thick layer of fat, making it merely flesh and blood. Plus, previously being severely injured by the Ironmaster, these bullets easily penetrated its body, splattering countless blood rivulets.

It can be defeated!

It’s merely flesh and blood; provided ample ammunition, it can be killed!

Before the warriors could celebrate, the Deformed Beast suddenly took a step forward, swinging its forelimbs, directly striking several people at the front!

Blood splattered onto one cook’s face; he froze, only feeling a stench at his nose as his vision turned red. In front of him, three comrades were slashed open and completely severed from the waist down, with only a few strands of flesh connecting them.

Large volumes of blood flowed onto the ground; with some brain functioning, these people emitted ghost-like wailing sounds, dragging half-bodies, crawling madly on the ground.

It hurts, doesn’t it?

Must hurt, doesn’t it?

The cook only felt a soul-burning pain striking his fear nerves; the next moment, he felt heat atop his head, slowly lifting his head, only to see a pair of bloodthirsty eyes...

Witnessing the Deformed Beast breaking into the crowd left the rear warriors bewildered and panicked, some having picked up guns but dropping them the next moment.

The Deformed Beast’s mouth held a warrior; it didn’t directly crush his body, seemingly taunting and tormenting him, dangling him casually, with saliva and blood splattering. Some barely recognized it as Little Wang from the cooking squad, a somewhat shy southern boy...

"Stop!"

The Vine Mage was shocked and dismayed; he hurriedly gathered strength in the ground. Instantly, several sturdy vines appeared, fiercely binding the Deformed Beast!

"Roar..."

However, before the Vine Mage could breathe a sigh of relief, the Deformed Beast roared angrily, exerting its body forcefully, instantly breaking the vines. A Silver Level entity, especially one maddened by severe injuries, could not be restrained by mere vines!

Terrifying!

Feng Zhiyong’s hair was disheveled, his body trembling non-stop; the Deformed Beast’s strength was beyond his expectation. So many bullets couldn’t kill it; what kind of monster was this on the other side...?

To let the Deformed Beast continue its rampage or... fire the shots now?

Now is the best chance; the Deformed Beast is in a frenzied killing spree; heavy firepower advancement now will ensure its death, but... what about those warriors?

Firing will mean those warriors will also become sacrifices.

At this moment, Feng Zhiyong was caught in a dilemma, even hearing two voices beside his ear: No, they are your most loyal soldiers with a chance to survive, and another voice: Fire! This is the best opportunity; once the monster breaks out, it will require a huge price to recapture it!

Cannot wait!

So many have already died; if giving up now, the Deformed Beast will surely become a hidden danger.

The Deformed Beast appeared unexpectedly.

Once targeted by these beasts, the thought alone made him quite troubled.

Feng Zhiyong clenched his fists, his eyes nearly bulging out, watching those warriors, with strong guilt and apology flashing in his eyes.