Abyss Summoner

Chen Feng didn’t like trouble.

Especially with these unreasonable nuisances, reasoning with them was not his style. To him, eradicating the problem completely was the quickest method.

Standing still without moving, Chen Feng first showed a slight smile, but his expression suddenly transformed, his face exuding thunderous fierce killing intent, ruthlessly and violently surging toward the few people in front of him.

One moment, his right hand was still patting the Inferior Demon’s head, but the next moment, his aura completely changed. This city’s conquest was too simple, to the point that people even saw Chen Feng as a savior rather than a true leader.

This was not good.

A hero is without a doubt a commendatory term, but only in times of peace. In times when people are like straw, a hero’s role often makes some feel disoriented.

People offer respect, and the hero offers their life to defend them. The bloody road is long, Chen Feng had seen too many such cases. For those in power, they needed not just respect, but also some fear and apprehension.

Just like what Chen Feng was about to do now—he needed to make these surrounding people understand that he would stand in front of them to block monsters when the city needed him, but when questioned, he would also pick up the butcher’s knife to defend his own rights.

Wu Junwen.

No matter what his reasons were for choosing to return to the camp from the sea, from his arrogant demeanor and the submissive expressions of those around, it was not hard to see that he still held some deterrence in this city.

And this was one of the reasons he must die.

This city.

Only needed one leader.

So, the outcome for Wu Junwen was predictable.

On the other hand, as Chen Feng made up his mind, the hair on Wu Junwen’s whole body stood on end. His cotton-clothed expression, which was still sinisterly smiling, was completely replaced with astonishment. His eyes were like those of a night owl, pupils instantly narrowing into thin lines, filled with shock and terror.

What’s going on!?

In almost just a second, Wu Junwen broke into a cold sweat, feeling as though an overwhelming killing intent enveloped him, making him feel just like a mouse meeting a cat, with no... possibility of resistance!

The biting cold wind blew across Wu Junwen’s cheek like a blade, making the air around turbulent like a waterfall, constantly churning and boiling in the air.

At this moment, Wu Junwen was drenched in cold sweat. The young man he had just arrogantly chastised now seemed like a towering mountain, instilling intense fear in him.

The power of the Golden Tier was not something an ordinary person could contend with. Just a faint sense of oppression was enough to make Wu Junwen tremble with fear.

"Kill them..."

The Inferior Demon turned around, reluctantly stepping out of Chen Feng’s embrace. Then, with a flap of its cloak, in the next second, a hand covered in crystalline structures shot toward Wu Junwen’s head.

This strike, like a swift wind, fast as lightning, racing against stars and the moon!

This strike, with immense power, was heavy enough to make the air emit sorrowful whispers, seemingly about to cleave space in half!

The next moment, this surging laser was directly in front of Wu Junwen!

"What!"

What kind of monster is this little girl? How can her arm extend so long?

[If it hits me, I’d undoubtedly suffer severe damage. No, I must dodge! I have to dodge!]

However, the speed of this laser was too fast. It could be said there was simply no way to avoid it. At a critical moment, Wu Junwen’s potential erupted, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind all at once.

Survival of oneself over others.

Wu Junwen suddenly shouted, directly reaching out to pull a companion next to him into the path!

Almost in an instant.

The laser collided with this unfortunate soul.

Time seemed to completely freeze at this moment, like a tranquil lake without wind and waves.

The next moment...

"Pfft!"

A bone-chilling explosive sound echoed!

The unfortunate soul’s body instantly gushed blood wildly, with flesh and blood exploding open!

Zhou Hongwei stood by, a trace of panic and sorrow in his eyes. He hadn’t expected Chen Feng to be this decisive, using lethal force from the start.

At this time, the professional who was pulled out by Wu Junwen to take the hit fell heavily to the ground. Though the Inferior Demon had shattered his chest, he was still breathing due to awakening powers. But everyone present understood, after suffering such severe injuries, he clearly wouldn’t live long.

For Wu Junwen, the reason he made such a big scene to trouble Zhou Hongwei was because he relied on the latter’s shallow foundation. Regarding authority, as long as he had been here, apart from the Guardian, his status was the highest; he calculated that the other party would submit to him.

But now.

Wu Junwen felt like a fool. Zhou Hongwei didn’t play by the rules, especially with that young man by his side. Without even a word exchanged, they suddenly struck out violently, catching him completely off guard.

Not only did Wu Junwen’s face turn ashen, but even his companions couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts.

These people were all cowardly individuals who feared death. Fleeing from the city at the first sign of danger was proof enough. Though they possessed skills, their actions were those of cowards. At this moment, the Inferior Demon brought them a great surprise, and they were like deflated balloons, completely losing their previous ferocity and arrogance.

Chen Feng stood aside, with the Inferior Demon coiled beside him. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were as cold as a frigid pool of water, almost shooting out intense lightning that could compel one into Hell to suffer.

Wu Junwen took a deep breath, furrowed his brow, looked up at Zhou Hongwei, and then fixed his gaze entirely on Chen Feng, speaking heavily:

"Who are you? Even if you’re the reinforcements this time, you can’t just kill people indiscriminately. Is there some misunderstanding between us? Bring out your master, let’s talk!"

Cold sweat broke out on Wu Junwen’s forehead. Clearly, he was trying to stabilize Chen Feng, as he had already felt a tinge of fear.

"You think you’re qualified to negotiate with me?"

Chen Feng was already prepared to turn hostile. From the beginning, he intended to escalate things, and he wouldn’t let Wu Junwen’s few soft words resolve the matter easily. His eyes turned cold, and the Inferior Demon took a step forward, unleashing its Dragon’s Might.

"Pu!"

The Dragon’s Might seemed invisible, yet Wu Junwen felt an irresistibly strong pressure. His face immediately flushed red as he gritted his teeth bitterly. He knelt to the ground, hands propped up, resembling an injured wild dog. Before long, he was lying flat, and his whole body was pressed into the dirt!

To be precise... he sank into the dirt, as if an elephant had stepped on him, making it hard to breathe while his muscles caved and wrinkled, bones cracking loudly!

This was clearly the gap in their ranks!

The Inferior Demon, possessing Dragon’s Might, had already instilled fear in his heart earlier. Now, Wu Junwen couldn’t even wield half of his strength.

"My god..."

A sound of collective gasps arose around them. Chen Feng’s intimidation power was fully revealed at this moment.

Standing nearby, Zhou Hongwei wore an expression of complete astonishment. From the exterior of the Inferior Demon, it seemed harmless, yet in battle, its presence exploded with terrifying momentum.

Thud thud thud.

Chen Feng walked forward a few steps. People now felt Chen Feng was somewhat dazzling, almost as if they couldn’t bear to look at him directly. An unknown fear psyche affected them, making many tremble slightly at his sight, full of immense fear.

Ordinary people struggled to understand what transpired. Most bodies suddenly flinched (not within the Inferior Demon’s attack zone), and Wu Junwen collapsed onto the ground.

And now, as many pondered how Chen Feng would handle this former ruler, he slowly walked up to him, then crushed his skull with a foot.

Brain matter splattered everywhere, the force of this stomp even causing the surrounding earth to tremble, leaving rippling cracks in the soil.

Chen Feng looked around at everyone.

His decisions were unchanging; once he decided to kill, it signaled an end.

Wu Junwen was dead.

In T City, he was considered a legendary figure, yet died under Chen Feng’s foot, without even a proper introduction.

The old era of T City came to an end, with Chen Feng now becoming the new leader of the city.

Chen Feng glanced at the Inferior Demon, then said slowly: "Take this chance to repair your injured arm completely..."

During the battle with the Jackal-wolfmen, the Inferior Demon’s arm was torn. Now, amidst dozens of professionals, consuming them will allow the Inferior Demon to recover its Origin.

Establishing authority.

Chen Feng now stepped into the Golden Tier. The ordinary people before him were not a threat. He merely used this slaughter to convey a message: those who defy orders meet only this fate.

This worked effectively.

The fear that Chen Feng instilled, evident in their trembling bodies, already filled them with a fear that emanated from their bones.

"Don’t kill me..."

"During our voyage, we encountered a monster with a white body, wings, and it could fly. It was because of it that several ships sank to the ocean floor..."

"Dragon? Could it be a Giant Dragon from the West? Aren’t dragons rumored to hoard treasures? Don’t kill me, I can take you to find it, please... don’t kill me..."

At this moment, a man in the crowd fell to his knees. He seemed about thirty, and hearing Chen Feng’s command left him bewildered and helpless. His dependence on life compelled him to kneel and plead repeatedly to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng frowned, scrutinized the man for a moment, then coldly said: "Don’t let him move, Lu Wei, the person is yours. Have Dark Department interrogate him for all he knows."

The commotion around was too great. Lu Wei had already quietly come to Chen Feng’s side from the start, silently guarding him.

Receiving the sacrifice, the increasingly silent Lu Wei nodded and approached the crowd, grabbing the man’s neck like picking up a chick.

Chen Feng turned around, saying to the Inferior Demon beside him: "The rest is yours..."

The Inferior Demon first tenderly rubbed against Chen Feng’s leg, then walked toward those pitiable individuals. Pleading cries erupted, but they were futile. Soon, only bloodstains remained, yet the group of professionals seemed to have vanished without a trace.