Abyss Summoner

A few guards beside the Desire Demon had long been keenly aware of any movements. They were all strong, with ears that listened in all directions and eyes that saw everything! Even when a small Devil passed by them, they had to pay attention. At this moment, Flora struck a provocative posture, and these enchanted creatures naturally wouldn’t let this happen.

"Roar!"

Several roars echoed, and those Devils charged forward like mad, attempting to break Flora’s neck and completely tear apart the arm she raised with her great sword!

At this moment, the Desire Demon suddenly snorted coldly, with the demeanor of a nobleman staring at Flora, not with disdain but rather with a hint of disbelief.

"Huh, Cat Race?"

On this land of the Abyss, countless races lived; in this world, there were original layers of hierarchy. Not to mention humans, even animals had kings and soldiers. Some Lion Kings owned several lionesses, and other than him, all other lions were driven away. Cat Race was the side that was expelled.

Not to mention Demons, even goblins and kobolds dared to bully this race recklessly. It suggested how weak the Cat Race was.

In the mind of the Desire Demon, Cat Race was like a bunch of worms, with nothing but a few delicate faces, fundamentally lacking any combat ability.

Yet, amazingly, standing before him, even making provocative gestures toward him, was a guy with a pair of cat ears, and the furry tail behind the opponent confirmed his identity. The Cat Race person, this strong individual, turned out to be a member of the Cat Race!

The Desire Demon narrowed his eyes, gazing directly into Flora’s eyes. At that moment, his eyelashes suddenly hung down like starlight, shooting directly toward Flora’s eyes like a ray of light.

Flora’s body suddenly shook and stiffened for a moment, then unexpectedly lowered the great sword and laughed coldly, not making a charge but instead walked towards the Desire Demon like she was strolling.

More horrifying was her cold laughter, very peculiar, as if possessed, lacking the usual coldness!

—Enchantment!

Desire Demons and Enchanting Demons are known as enchantresses in the Abyss and Purgatory realms. Ultimately, it was because of their terrifying enchantment abilities. Although the Desire Demon in front of her was male-bodied, he also possessed powerful enchantment magic. Why did those Devils follow his every command? Because their souls had long been controlled by him.

"Kill her!"

The Desire Demon sneered, as a Lawful Evil entity, he had none of a Demon’s many evil whims. Even though he was curious about Flora, he would rather wait a little longer. After all, a true corpse poses no danger.

After Flora had taken seven or eight steps forward, those Devil guards immediately closed in. They followed the Desire Demon’s orders, and at the moment of seeing Flora, their bodies sprang up, like furious giant wolves, surrounding her with their claws like a torrential rain!

Their only goal was to kill Flora and offer her head to their master!

"Hmph! Do you think mere enchantment can make me submit? You brainless bunch, go to hell!" At the critical moment, Flora laughed coldly, using the momentum of leaning forward, instantly swung the great sword, with the sword light like lightning, using the move "Vigor!" and wielding a series of afterimages.

With the afterimage of the sword light, blood sprays, heads roll! In an instant, six Devils had their heads severed, immediately falling to the ground!

All of this was Flora’s intentional doing, as a Master of Fist, she had incredible mental resistance. Some legendary Masters of Fist could even resist the enchantment of the Desire Demon Queen, let alone a mere Golden Tier Desire Demon!

Although Flora hadn’t ascended to legendary, resisting a Golden Tier Desire Demon’s magic was not a problem, and just now, she deliberately didn’t reveal it just for this strike!

She knew these Devils were very peculiar, undoubtedly restricted by the enchantment of the Desire Demon. If she confronted the Desire Demon head-on, these Devils would definitely protect their master at all costs. Rather than let the Desire Demon take the opportunity to sneak attack, she’d lower the opponent’s sense of crisis, first eliminate these guards, and then attack the Desire Demon!

"Hmm? This Cat Race person really knows how to endure!" Upon seeing the situation, the Desire Demon remained motionless but was slightly shocked in his heart.

It turned out that Flora didn’t give up the attack but intentionally did so, as she deliberately endured, and after approaching the Devils, her movements of raising her hand, swinging the sword, and leaning forward expressed explosive power that even made the Desire Demon feel a bit terrified.

As an outstanding presence in this Devil’s Faction, he actually felt fear towards a member of the Cat Race?!

At this moment, the Desire Demon couldn’t care much, he just hoped to kill Flora quickly. He had a feeling if this situation continued to develop, his own safety would be affected!

How could this be!

He considered himself as a noble Devil, a once-in-a-century genius of the race, who had ascended to Golden Tier in a male body. The painstaking effort he put in, who would know?

In the Desire Demon’s view, this was supposed to be an inevitable attack. After all, the foolish Demons had little wisdom, just like the last battle where these pathetic trash would be overwhelmed by Devils, and he would become a favorite in the eyes of the adults. But Flora’s appearance had completely changed his plans!

A member of the Cat Race, how could they be a stumbling block on his path forward?

This cowardly, humble race was unworthy of being his roadblock!

The Devils looked imposing, but just now their companions died horribly, which undoubtedly made their actions hesitate a bit, and seizing this opportunity, Flora shouted "Vigor!" again. With the incredible dodge ability of the Master of Fist, she leapt left and right, back and forth, her movements ghostly, while her sword momentum was like a storm.

This is the horror of Martial Dao masters!

They trust their bodies because they are confident in finding the path of ascension within them. But if equipped with a handy weapon, years of practice had already endowed them with incredible insight. Instead of saying wielding the sword, perhaps the moment they held a weapon, the weapon became a part of their body!

At this moment, Flora unleashed her sword momentum. Her entire being seemed like a ball of silver light, fierce as a storm, exploding into a blood rain wherever she flashed!

Twenty-one Silver Peak Devils were slaughtered like this, in less than three minutes, only two remained!

Blood and fear awakened the Devils’ thoughts. No longer controlled by the Desire Demon, they turned and fled desperately, while Flora flashed to follow closely behind. Just as she was about to close in, she flicked her wrist, and the great sword flew out, piercing towards the Desire Demon!

Never chase a beaten foe!

To Flora, these defeated generals weren’t her target. The pursuit was just a façade; her real goal was only one—the Desire Demon beside her!