Abyss Summoner

Inside the spacious room.

A unique fragrance lingered in the air. Chen Feng leaned against the bed, holding a steaming cup of milk, and beside him was a lithe body with delicate skin.

Flora appeared lazy as she turned over and wrapped her arm around Chen Feng’s waist.

Because she’s been busy with the arrangements for her people, she hasn’t had much chance to appear lately, only sparing some time to accompany Chen Feng.

Over time, the power of the Cat Race has grown day by day. They are no longer worried about food and even possess more powerful weapons, transforming them from their previous timid demeanor. In just a few months, they not only subdued several Kobold tribes but also, not long ago, occupied an Ogre camp.

Powerful Ogres are by no means comparable to ordinary Kobolds. It’s known that these creatures, in terms of individual strength, are even more terrifying than Beastmen.

Ogres are a race that loves to capture other creatures. They have mighty strength but are very lazy by nature, enjoying using slaves to work for them.

Of course, adhering to the principle of not wasting, when slaves lose their usefulness or they’re simply hungry, they transform them into food to devour.

And after acquiring weapons and subduing numerous Kobolds, Flora’s ambition grew. Utilizing high-explosive grenades, she blasted open the Ogre’s gate, and with the tactics of mass warfare, she successfully captured forty-six Ogres in the camp. What does this mean? In a short time, Flora increased the camp’s strength tenfold.

Astonishing numbers.

But with this comes some trouble. With a large number, the Cat Race, though they’ve turned from slaves to slave masters, for this inherently gentle race, enslaving others is an unfamiliar term.

Recently, Flora frequently brings various questions seeking help from Chen Feng, in the view of this Master of Fist, Chen Feng is omnipotent.

Of course, these inquiries require some cost, but Flora still enjoys it tirelessly.

"Gulp..."

Chen Feng swallowed the milk down.

Patting Flora’s body, Chen Feng then softly said, "Prepare for a while. You need to free up a place. I’ve dispatched Inferior Demon to reinforce you. From now on, you’ll progress together."

Growth isn’t limited to just Flora.

Inferior Demons, starting from ruling tribes, have begun targeting weaker Lords. Compared to Flora’s relatively humane treatment of slaves, Inferior Demons show no mercy towards their subordinates.

Overall, Inferior Demons divide them into two types.

Fight or die.

Demons are chaotic, but under such terrifying pressure, the demons under Inferior Demons have unprecedentedly learned some order. Although this order still seems very crude, demons have experienced it. At the very least, they know what they should do during battle, rather than attacking those around them on a whim.

Correcting this bad habit of subordinates, Inferior Demon has spent a lot of time. After brutally killing nearly a hundred subordinates, these low-intelligence creatures only understand the difference between fighting and waiting.

Flora looked somewhat surprised. She changed her posture, her chest completely lying on Chen Feng’s legs. As a subordinate, her role is unconditional obedience, but when Chen Feng announced that Inferior Demons would merge with her, she instinctively felt surprised.

Flora is very familiar with Inferior Demon.

So familiar that the latter more than once, with wide innocent eyes and an innocent expression, proclaimed to kill her and swallow her bit by bit.

Chen Feng is everything to Inferior Demon, and Flora, in Inferior Demon’s eyes, undoubtedly became one of the bad people robbing its most precious treasure.

Flora knows, Inferior Demon isn’t joking. If it weren’t for Chen Feng guarding beside, that heretic, with an angel’s face but more chaotic than demons, scarier than devils, would really kill her and then eat her.

Some confusion.

Flora looked at Chen Feng, clearly not understanding what he intended.

"The progress is too slow."

Chen Feng’s hand slid across Flora’s skin, perhaps due to her rank, Flora’s skin was as smooth as silk.

"Hundreds of Kobolds digging ore is still too slow. I’m having Inferior Demon’s Demon Army join you, aside from enhancing self-defense, the main reason is that I want you to select a nearby Lord, kill him, and seize his forces and slaves."

Abyss Lord.

These massive destroyers are the military commanders of demons. Because of their immense power, their behavior is brutal, enjoying the destruction of everything. These gigantic beasts are filled with intense rage or potent corrosive substances, once killed, a significant amount of flames, toxic gases, and corrosive matter bursts out.

Each Abyss Lord has been tempered by time, even the weakest Lord has at least thousands of subordinates, and countless slaves.

The Kobold’s digging speed is too slow, the apocalypse is a war of attrition, after these ores are forged, little refined material remains.

Therefore, Chen Feng needs to expand his subordinates’ mining operations.

Attacking one tribe after another is really too slow, if wanting it faster, the most convenient method is undoubtedly defeating an Abyss Lord, taking its glory, and thus enslaving its subordinates.

Challenge.

In the Abyss, this is a very common situation.

Although Flora’s personal strength isn’t weak, her people’s characteristics have too many issues, in this circumstance, Chen Feng had no choice but to dispatch Inferior Demon’s Demon Army, aside from providing mutual support, the most crucial goal is to rally the demon and Cat Race’s strength to complete his task in one fell swoop.

"I’ve already instructed Inferior Demon, in battle, you are in charge of command authority, meaning besides Kobolds, Ogres, those demons will also obey you."

Chen Feng didn’t put pressure on Flora. Instead, he’s already explained to Inferior Demon beforehand, although Inferior Demon’s strength is good after evolution, its ability to think has just awakened, wanting to independently command troops in battle, this still requires time to learn.

Thousands of demons fighting.

This isn’t a small skirmish, it might result in a complete rout if mistakes occur. By then, all of Chen Feng’s efforts will vanish.

Developing the Abyss.

While others are still squabbling over a moldy bun, Chen Feng has already set his sights on the Abyss.

In the Abyss...

A camp, this isn’t what Chen Feng wants.

Fortress.

This is the goal he has always strived for!