Abyss Summoner

"What are we waiting for? What else do you want me to wait for?" The gnome, Karo, appeared somewhat angry, his golden eyes fixated on Gordon’s neck, as if ready to pounce and bite through his trachea the next second.

Gordon tilted his head, as if accustomed to such mad behavior from the other. Karo used to be a wise sage, but when his bloodline changed, he was affected, his mind going mad, and even the most skilled crafting talents he possessed were forgotten amidst the chaos.

"I will bite through your neck one day!" Karo said viciously.

Gordon had a nonchalant expression: "While you’re thinking of ways to bite my neck, why don’t you find a way to offer the souls of those swine to the master!"

Upon hearing "master," Karo calmed down a bit, but his tone was still somewhat urgent: "What’s there to think? Just twist their necks off!"

"If it were really that simple, why would we need to offer a sub-divine artifact as bait?" Gordon snorted coldly. "The master needs more souls. The time is set; in one week, I want to attract more strong individuals to participate in this grand event. Once they enter the auction, they’ll become a herd of swine ready for slaughter. With their fresh blood and souls, we’ll open the master’s world and dispel those foul odors surrounding us!"

Surprisingly, Karo didn’t retort. Instead, he lowered his head, somewhat remorseful, and said: "This is our homeland. Those Dark Elf bitches tainted it. Goddess? Even if she has great power, she can’t stop this catastrophe. The power of devils will invade here. Once Lolth takes action, the Devil Lords in Purgatory can launch a sneak attack. Thirty years, this plan has been in motion for thirty years, and not a single thing can go wrong!"

"In any case, we need to wait!"

"Ah!"

"No one can influence this plan!"

At this moment, Karo suddenly let out a miserable scream, his voice unconsciously laden with intense hatred, causing his body to gradually become transparent. Strange totems like withered vines appeared on his body, and the surrounding area was immediately enveloped in an atmosphere of loathing!

This was the hatred of the gnomes!

Originally, they were the rulers of this world, but because of Lolth’s appearance, their glory was extinguished. When the Dark Elves invaded this land, countless gnomes were slaughtered under their enslavement.

Even though Lolth did not wipe them out completely, the hatred between them was as unbreakable as the sinews of flesh!

Demonization!

Karo seemed to be on the verge of becoming a real devil soon.

No!

Even if he became a devil, he would be a mutated one!

A conventional devil is a creature with reason, but the current Karo has not only the destructive aura of a devil but also the chaos of a demon. The fusion of these two entirely different powers in him is undoubtedly a terrifying thing!

Seeing all of this, Gordon sighed, then said, "Come in!"

At that moment, several Gray Dwarves came in, carrying with them a restrained Dark Elf. She was a young girl with long ears and tender, glossy skin. A hint of rose fragrance lingered around her, clearly indicating a bath before arriving.

The Dark Elf was terrified, her eyes wide with a plea for mercy helplessly. However, it was of no use. The Gray Dwarves showed no emotion, carrying her as if she were a piece of rotted wood, with no trace of compassion.

"Begin."

Gordon issued the command.

At this point, the Dark Elf tried to plead with Gordon. Her eyes filled with tears, desperately hoping he would spare her. But some things were fated. Ever since she was brought to this cave, her fate had already met its end!

The Gray Dwarves sliced open the Dark Elf’s throat with a dagger. They held her body above the gnome Karo’s head, her blood streaming down her neck in a bizarre manner, gradually entering Karo’s own neck. A savage aura began to spread, as the destructive energy of devils engulfed the surroundings, and Karo’s hair stood unprovoked, exposing his neck to everyone.

A mouth!

It was a mouth filled with sharp teeth. At that moment, it seemed to be enjoying itself, licking the blood on the skin with its tongue.

If one looked closely, they’d find numerous tiny mouths all over the neck, some with crimson fangs that seemed to burn with flame, beginning to consume and devour the moment they opened.

If an ordinary person watched this scene, they would be frightened and confused, but these Gray Dwarves seemed accustomed to such things. Slitting throats, feeding blood, these practiced actions were like humans plucking snake gall to consume, without the slightest hesitation or stirring of emotions, not even a flutter of their eyelids.

The sound of sobbing echoed.

Subsequently, four more Dark Elves had their throats slit by the Gray Dwarves, letting their fresh blood drench the necks of Karo and Gordon, and some blood inevitably splattered onto their clothes. At that moment, the two appeared to be soaked in a sea of blood, exuding a chilling aura.

Whether it’s Demon or Devil.

There will always be some terrifying sacrificial rituals.

"Crunch... Crunch..."

A chewing sound started, echoing in the empty cave, making it exceptionally grating.

Gordon and Karo sat side by side, covered in blood, yet their faces appeared as if in a deep slumber, devoid of any expression from beginning to end.

When the blood splattered onto Karo’s body, the demonic patterns originally clinging to it gradually dissipated, and after a quarter of an hour, the appearance returned to normal.

Mouth.

Endless mouths.

These mouths seemed to be transformed from the souls of the wronged dead, clinging to their bodies, devouring, eating, spitting black slime, a sight very similar to the Eternal Eating Demon on the altar.

The eerie chewing sound finally halted.

"The value of the Dark Elf only manifests during feeding." Once more, a complaint emanated from Karo’s throat.

Obviously, the food he referred to was the so-called Dark Elf.

Seeing the clearly calmer Karo, Gordon said, "Your malice is too strong. You were eager to gain the master’s power, ignored warnings, hastened the bloodline fusion, but that was the beginning of disaster. Before the auction starts, you can’t go out to see people! Once spotted by the followers of Rose, not only you but even Dengshi City might be uprooted."

Karo grunted, his neck suddenly spewing a jet of blood-like slush, venting some dissatisfaction, then said chillingly, "I’ve had enough of this body, confined like livestock in a cell. When... when can we come out and devour to our heart’s content?!"

His voice was extremely hoarse, like the clash of metals, giving a sense that he was about to grind his teeth to pieces.

Gordon exhaled a turbid breath, his voice remaining as always calm and dull: "This body is originally our true form. The master bestowed the bloodline upon us, gradually transforming our bodies. After decades of fusion, we’re no longer so-called Gray Dwarves and Gnomes, but Eternal Eating Demons with the same bloodline as the master!"

"I also wish to shed this layer of constraint. The longer the time, the tighter the skin feels, the more it constricts, making breathing difficult. But now is not the time; the master’s decree hasn’t arrived. We must continue to disguise until... chaos strengthens in this world, and then reveal the true form."

"Compared to occupying this place, the individual pain is insignificant. For Dengshi City, for the master, for glory, you and I must control ourselves as much as possible, understanding what we ought to do."

Gnome Karo hummed softly, "I’m tired of the taste of Dark Elf blood. Even the most exquisite food becomes tiresome after eating it for so many years. My greed is growing, increasingly out of control... the kind of throbbing deep inside."

"I want to kill, to kill more lives, to obtain more blood, Gnome’s blood, Gray Dwarves’ blood, Minotaurs’ blood, I crave all blood, hehe... I’ll savor those blood drops like fine wine on my tongue... hehe... hehehe..."

Karo’s body began to tremble, the originally weak frame started to expand, face and chest swelling into a large bulge, as if something inside was about to break through, incredibly eerie.

Gordon turned a blind eye: "Among the six, you were born greedy. The master warned us to progress gradually, not to hasten the bloodline fusion anxiety, but you didn’t heed the master’s warning, leading to a state of resentment!"

"Compared to others, you’re the truly impure bloodline, your will tainted by hatred, besides devouring and slaughtering, you felled into the foolish inferiority!"

"The master’s plan cannot be obliterated. If you truly can’t control your heart, then let me kill you..."

Gordon’s tone held no emotion. For him, the so-called century-long friendship had no value.

Karo’s eyes remained tightly shut, seeing no color. A moment later, the surging within his body began to stop, slowly, the body restored to its original state.

The threat was effective.

Even in madness, he understood fear and weighed pros and cons.

"I don’t have so much energy to consume with you; having endured all these years, am I still afraid of waiting another week? Learn to endure, until the master descends, I’ll let you slaughter at will..."

"The master’s plan allows no error, whether enemy or friend, if becoming a sinner in this descent, all deserve death..."

The cavern fell silent once more; aside from the sound of dripping water, this large place seemed no longer inhabited by any living being.