Abyss Summoner

The cuckoo occupies the magpie’s nest.

The alien species demonstrate astonishing lethality even in their juvenile stage.

Once the larva selects a fixed host, it uses its skeletal long tail to strangle the host’s neck, causing suffocation, prompting the host to instinctively open its mouth to breathe. Then, the larva inserts the tubular reproductive organ from its abdomen into the host’s throat and begins impregnating.

At this point, the alien larva both supplies oxygen to the host (to ensure the host’s survival for the smooth cultivation and production of the alien species) and uses its reproductive organ to inject the alien embryo into the host. This is a lengthy process, taking several hours, where the pouch-like organs on the larva’s sides serve as respiratory organs.

Once impregnation is complete, the larva’s fate is fulfilled, and it automatically detaches from the host’s face and dies. The larva’s external shell becomes silicified, and the strong acidic blood inside is neutralized. Over time, the larva’s mummy-like body quickly dries up and becomes calcified.

After the larva dies post-impregnation, the egg it left in the host’s body gradually develops into an adult alien species. Upon reaching maturity, the alien will bite through the lungs and break out through the rib cage (the ribs of the host will twist outward), causing the host to die in unbearable pain (even if the host dies after impregnation, the alien will still develop inside it and burst through the chest).

Being parasitized by an alien is a highly painful affair, and when it breaks through the body, the creature will witness the scene of being consumed alive.

Chen Feng felt somewhat regretful.

If the alien before him were not a warrior but a queen capable of laying eggs, he would have kept it by his side at all costs.

Aliens lack an intelligent brain.

Due to their immense strength, aliens rarely concern themselves with so-called strategies, opting instead for direct combat or assassination. They have their own methods of handling affairs.

If Chen Feng could control a queen, with her powerful fertility, it wouldn’t take long to have a strong alien army under his command.

By then, even existences so strong that demons require alliances to suppress them would be among the top combat forces in the human world.

While Chen Feng muttered to himself, the steel-scented alien had already turned its head towards its master, its bloodthirsty scarlet eyes emitting a violent, inhumane aura, as if its mere gaze could kill.

"Roar..."

The alien suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar, with acrid sulfuric acid liquid spreading from its terrifying mouth.

The alien’s saliva is a terribly corrosive acid. Such as this powerful alien before him, the acid in its mouth can corrode steel, and even alloys can easily be melted into molten iron.

The head of this alien resembles a wild dog; it is evident that its host was a kobold. Surprisingly, while the alien has adopted the kobold’s genes, it has only selected high-quality genes, such as enhanced night vision and sense of smell. Its own form remains the most suitable for combat.

The violent aura emitted by the alien is not directed at Chen Feng; it is like a signal for sparring, attempting to solicit Chen Feng into choosing opponents for it to massacre.

However, all life on this iceberg had already been slain by Chen Feng; the alien could only wait until next time to fight.

"Snap."

Chen Feng snapped his fingers, and the alien was quietly sent back to the dimension.

"Buzz..."

As the alien vanished, a tremor came from afar.

Following the sound, Chen Feng saw the dragon egg lying amidst a mound of earth, seemingly aware of the fact that the White Dragon was dead, with even a hint of lamentation in it.

"How should I handle you?"

This dragon egg was about to hatch; judging by its trembling speed, it wouldn’t be long before it made its appearance in the world.

Hatred.

The dragon egg emitted a faint sense of hatred.

It had realized the familiar aura was gone, replaced by some faint bloody scent.

The hatchling within the egg did not understand the concept of "enemy," but it harbored some resentment, instinctively sensing that the disappearance of the White Dragon was inseparable from this aura.

Since that is the case...

Chen Feng grasped the dragon egg, his eyes gradually turning crimson red. A gust of wind swept by, with intentions unknown. In Chen Feng’s eyes, the terrifying mental power transformed into swirling red rays, exploding one layer after another in the air, like blooming chrysanthemums, gorgeous and intoxicating!

"Boom!"

A fierce, immense Abyssal aura suddenly surged into the dragon egg, triggering a wild outburst of red light all around.

Assimilation!

While the dragon was still unformed, Chen Feng utilized demonic power to completely obliterate its will, devastating its Brain Realm with overwhelming force, intent on destroying its cognitive ability!

Without cognitive thought, akin to the previously summoned ghouls, it knows nothing but to follow orders, essentially a puppet devoid of any spiritual qi. But Chen Feng was not concerned with that; his current focus was solely on how to better control the Giant Dragon!

A soulless dragon is like a dull-witted person: although possessing basic instincts like eating, drinking, defecating, sleeping, its ability to understand knowledge is greatly diminished, needing far longer to learn things others grasp in mere hours, days, perhaps never.

But Chen Feng couldn’t care less.

To snuff out an about-to-hatch White Dragon might be seen as wasteful, but to Chen Feng, only what he can utilize is precious; anyone with divided loyalties is not worth more than a roadside pebble.

Treating the young dragon as a puppet would mean its intelligence and thinking disappear entirely, leaving it a mere marionette aware only of orders and slaughter.

Though Chen Feng lost a powerful dragon pet, he gained a loyal steed.

No regrets.

What is in hand is what truly belongs to oneself; anything unruly should always be prepared to be discarded.

Scanning his surroundings to confirm no living entities remained, Chen Feng moved towards where the Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish lay.

A perfect battle.

Slaying a White Dragon, undergoing a dragon blood baptism, and summoning an alien out of leftovers.

By this point, Wu Junwen could die with neither resentment nor regret, for indirectly, Chen Feng avenged the blood feud Wu’s family suffered when attacked by the White Dragon and submerged beneath the sea.

Another thing Chen Feng didn’t forget, Flora had entered the Golden Tier, with ninety percent of the Abyss’s strategy already accomplished. Mastering demons and defeating a true Demon Lord are distinctly different feats, particularly with Flora’s ascent symbolizing not only strength but a reputation in the Abyss that belonged to her.

Recruiting more demons.

Mining more minerals.

Seizing more land.

This cycle, though seemingly tedious, is the fastest shortcut to the pinnacle.

Considering these things, Chen Feng’s expression visibly relaxed as he quickened his pace toward the shore. However, upon reaching it, the scene before him made his brows furrow.

Amidst the Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish, unexpectedly, several boats had gathered...