Abyss Summoner

Suddenly.

"Pfft!"

A golden Longsword appeared silently, with the momentum to shatter everything, descending from the sky, reaching Mara’s neck!

The momentum of this Longsword broke through the limit, chopping down, causing the surrounding temperature to suddenly rise by hundreds of degrees!

"Mara, you think you’ve got us figured out, but that so-called ’God cannot be looked at directly’ is nothing but nonsense. I’ll show you the truly terrifying aspect of humanity. What I aim to do today is Godslaying!" At this moment, Chen Feng seemed to transform into an overlord who feared nothing!

Blazing Strike!

Chen Feng had fused with the Blazing Demon’s bloodline!

His attacks naturally aimed to burn everything!

"Fire can consume all, incinerating the evil spirits of this world. You think you’re the Evil God’s descent, but you’re merely an avatar. In this world where the weak are prey to the strong, so what if you’re an Evil God?!" As Chen Feng’s words fell, the Endless Sword approached Mara infinitely: "I will use your blood today to consecrate my path of survival. No one can stop my rise, not even an Evil God!"

A sword fell.

Mara was about to be pierced through!

But above his head, suddenly, a beast head appeared, with eyes like bronze bells, ferocious and terrifying, every hair sharper than ordinary weapons, carrying an undeniable beastly force, appearing beside Chen Feng.

— Beast Soul!

Mara had two forms: human and beast. The beast seemed to have the ability to devour everything, absorbing Chen Feng’s power bit by bit, while fending off the Endless Sword.

Chen Feng’s Blazing Strike was terrifying, capable of tearing apart mountains and shattering lands, yet, when this unparalleled attack broke upon the Beast Soul, it seemed to be absorbed into a mire, deeply trapped, all power turning to null!

But in this world, full leads to overflow!

After absorbing a large amount of energy, the Beast Soul grew even stronger, but the light membrane on Mara finally dissipated, making him resemble a star that had lost its light, filled with a sense of decay.

"Finally, it’s over." Chen Feng, witnessing his attack being blocked, instead of fear, revealed a hint of relief.

Mara, keen and observant, noticed the expression on Chen Feng’s face, and for some reason, his heart suddenly began to pound.

The Evil God could sense danger, and at this moment, Mara felt an unstoppable calamity approaching!

Mara had two strands of divinity within him, but he had already fused once, requiring time before a second fusion, otherwise, like a porcelain cup exposed to high heat, it would develop cracks and shatter.

If he continued to fuse divinity, Mara’s body would instantly crumble into a pile of flesh!

"I will remember you!" Mara, like a devouring beast, said sinisterly to Chen Feng.

"You’re thinking of retreating?" Chen Feng chuckled instead of getting angry: "You’ve slaughtered the inhabitants of a city without restraint for your own power, this city destroyed upon your arrival. While you seek survival, you deprived me of the stepping stones to my strength. Today, new and old grudges will be settled; you took my faith, now use this avatar to compensate!"

"Do you think you can stop me?" Mara’s body suddenly hunched, resembling a fierce wolf bolting into the distance.

Unfortunately, just as he took a step, a petite fist descended from the sky, like a fallen star, causing one’s heart to tremble.

Mara focused entirely on escape, failing to anticipate this painful strike, yet he, skilled in combat, contorted his body in an incredibly twisted manner, escaping several meters away.

But just when he thought he had dodged the blow, his legs were suddenly locked by tremendous force. He looked down and saw two white skeletal hands gripping his legs tightly.

Ordinary bones were not intimidating to Mara; a shake would free him, but on this land where millions had died, resentment had long solidified. These skeletal arms, imbued with this resentment, had their power magnified thousands of times, like countless unjustly dead pulling from below the ground, striving to prevent Mara’s escape!

Mara’s anger flared, since when could mere bones belittle him?

An angry Evil God could command a massacre, what is an Evil God? Naturally, they regard ordinary life as insignificant as ants. Sacrificing millions was bloodthirsty to Chen Feng, yet for Mara, it was as simple as destroying an ant’s nest.

But now, these mere ants dared to seek revenge against him? Could the world be more ludicrous?

"Roar!"

Mara’s wrath was boundless, the giant beast above his head lowered, opening its jaws, roaring at the bones consecutively. Instantly, the resentment clinging to the bones was destroyed; after all, that resentment belonged to mere mortals, even the strongest among them were lower-level practitioners, unable to compare to Mara.

Such is the cruelty of the world.

In life, they were Mara’s offerings, slaughtered at will, and in death, they were powerless for revenge.

The weak.

Doomed to abandonment!

"Boom!"

A storm blew past, completely extinguishing the resentment into the dust.

Yet as Mara smugly thought he had settled everything and attempted to flee again, his neck was suddenly entangled by an inescapable force.

— Flame Whip!

The Legendary Flame Demon had been watching keenly, and just as Mara rose, a whip of fiery flames wrapped around his neck with a flourish of the arm.

Even a hero may fall on hard times.

Though somewhat disdainful of his side, the situation applied perfectly here. Moments ago, Mara’s fierce aura was overwhelming, even a barely Epic Flame Demon was timid, unwilling to advance, but now, the divine light membrane had dissipated from him, and if not attacking now, when?

Not to be outdone, an Inferior Demon charged forth, a dragon-winged monstrosity, firing like a cannon, its punch landing on Mara’s chest, the broad chest caving instantly!

"No!"

A despairing roar resounded, as Mara horrifyingly found himself unable to break free from the flame whip!

If it were moments ago, perhaps he could, but after two self-immolations and a divine meltdown, his power had plunged to its nadir.

Gales swept past!

Chen Feng morphed into countless shadows, the Endless Sword swinging relentlessly, mastery unleashed with each stroke landing on the opponent’s neck, even Chen Feng losing count of the swords swung in that short span.

He only knew that this attack exhausted his entire strength, draining an Epic-level power to its last, unimaginable at how terrifying the extent!

Effort would bring reward.

With blood spewing forth, Mara’s head soared skywards, the head seemed filled with endless confusion, questioning how it could fall to a mortal’s hands.

Without a body, the Beast Soul lacked an anchor, gradually dissipating, yet its eyes remained locked on Chen Feng, attempting to memorize his face, intending upon its next descent or encounter, to kill him in the most brutal way.

The wrath of the Evil God?

Chen Feng scoffed, Mara wasn’t the first Evil God to bear a grudge against him, perhaps not the last.

For Chen Feng, what truly captured his attention was only the corpse ahead, and as he cast his gaze forward, it was as if a pauper had discovered a golden mountain, a glint of light shining in his eyes!

A force of divinity gushed forth!

Visibly, Mara’s body began to melt, like gas, gradually vanishing from mid-air, and once entirely gone, two white-light-emitting floating objects remained, left behind.

That was divinity!