Abyss Summoner

——War Stomp!

A terrifying force spread out from under Lante’s feet, causing the ground within twenty meters to shake as if an earthquake of magnitude 8 had occurred. The center felt even stronger, and a petite figure right at the core was visibly injured by the shockwaves, hurled into the distance!

Lante was already at the brink of Frenzy, perhaps due to the battles before that drove it to lose its sanity; it simply ignored the many Beastman infantry around it.

Nearby, the Beastmen let out piercing screams, with blood trickling from their eardrums, eye sockets, and nostrils, their faces showing tiredness, ultimately collapsing on the ground. One legendary figure’s War Stomp rendered over a hundred Beastman warriors incapacitated!

"Big fool, you haven’t defeated me yet!"

The petite figure stood back up from the ground. Her black dress was covered in dust, and her face appeared travel-worn, yet her eyes displayed no fear. Instead, they were filled with the teasing gaze that made Lante furious!

Three times now!

Three times already!

After withstanding the Earth Splitting Slash, Natural Order, and War Stomp, three legendary moves, this seemingly frail body stood up once again!

The Demonling is undying and eternal!

Inferior Demons inherently have strong resistance, and with the constant devouring and the nourishment of divinity along the way, it finally transformed into a true Demonling. The power of a legendary Minotaur was too terrifying; compared to it, Inferior Demon’s skills resembled the gap between a novice and a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

As Chen Feng’s first Summoned Beast, he had relied purely on brute force to overwhelm opponents, thus for the Inferior Demon, mastering combat skills was unnecessary. However, the Minotaur was different! It was a strong, often belligerent humanoid monster. Its sturdy horns and adept combat skills earned it the title of [Warrior].

Such was the nature of combat skills too.

Following Kes, Lante faced countless enemies: elves, dwarves, demons, and even some Mountain Giants. It honed its Martial Dao through their lives, and minus the aura of the Master of Fist, Lante had combat skills no lesser than Flora!

But after encountering the Inferior Demon, everything unfolded in an unpredictable direction. Creatures of the same level would have become weary after bearing so many legendary moves, but not the Inferior Demon. Every time it was knocked down, it quickly stood back up again.

The Inferior Demon’s regenerative ability exceeded Lante’s expectations. Even it now showed disbelief, uncertain how to thoroughly defeat this petite figure!

Despite Lante’s astonishment, the Inferior Demon’s face was frost-like, contrasting with its teasing tone was this extremely indifferent expression. It knew well it couldn’t confront Lante head-on, hence as it stood up again, a force began to gather in its throat.

——Dragon’s Breath!

A searing breath erupted from the Inferior Demon’s mouth, immediately engulfing Lante and the Beast Race warriors in a massive pillar of flame!

"Boom!"

The terrifying Dragon’s Breath stirred countless chunks of earth, withered branches, and an endless plume of smoke. The whole ground seemed to tremble, and the air was filled with an unbearable heat and blood scent!

Yellow dust rose up, but under the cold wind and nightfall, quickly dissipated. The Inferior Demon stared coldly at everything before it!

Dragon’s Breath, like a bloodstained and brutal symphony, comprehensively covered the area, once again immolating over a hundred Beastmen alive, among them were Lante’s roars. Even if not dead, this legendary strongman would be heavily scarred!

Swoosh!

In the dark night, a high-speed figure suddenly emerged, almost brushing against the flames as it charged at the Inferior Demon, requiring astonishing speed skills to evade Dragon’s Breath!

——Blade Storm!

A powerful Great Tornado attempted to encircle the Inferior Demon, and the visitor was none other than Nierlu, Kes’s adopted son and future leader of the tribe, who finally stopped hiding and went straight for the kill. His target was the Dragon’s Breath-releasing Inferior Demon!

This was Nierlu’s notable skill, and if the Inferior Demon got hit, its body might be torn apart. Even though this wouldn’t kill it, recovery would require a short rest.

Slash!

But just as Nierlu was about to succeed, a shadow emerged from the crowd. Possessing a pair of broad wings, with one flap, a sharp force as swift as lightning surged forth, streaking toward him!

The speed was even twice that of Elwin’s Cursed Bow, unrestrained, leaving no room to react. Even Nierlu had to abandon the attack on the Inferior Demon, opting to cross his blade in defense!

"Bang!"

Nonetheless, Nierlu was hit as if by a siege hammer, being knocked away, sliding along the ground until smashing into a huge stone!

The Fallen Angel descended, hovering mid-air, gazing coldly at Nierlu. In its hand, it wielded a weapon strikingly similar to the Endless Sword, a replica crafted at Chen Feng’s behest!

Imbued with some of Chen Feng’s blood, along with special forging techniques and enchantments, it had a terrifying burning effect, forcing Nierlu to retreat upon its entry, gaining the upper hand!

In the darkness, Chen Feng watched the Beastman entering the fray first, a flash of cold light crossing his eyes, saying coldly: "Indeed, there is more than one legendary strongman!"

The strongman who attacked the Inferior Demon earlier also had legendary-level strength. If it weren’t for the Fallen Angel hidden on the side, in such an environment, no one could withstand that terrifying blow!

What tightened Chen Feng’s expression more was that the elderly Beastman who once spied on him wasn’t among them. Combined, that made exactly three legendary strongmen!

"How did they come to this world?"

Chen Feng slightly frowned, feeling intense curiosity. The Dimension Wall was still relatively solid, and ordinary legendary creatures couldn’t manifest, yet three legendary figures were among these Beastmen, ringing alarm bells for him!

After the alarm came fear. If not for the two legendary strongmen lurking beside Chen Feng, this battle might have changed dramatically!

Chen Feng would never underestimate any living legendary strongman!

Lante charged out of the flames once more, the Minotaur-like creature, now blackened all over, resembling a heavily punished slave, appearing extremely miserable. Lante glared at the Inferior Demon with bitterness, harboring no thoughts but on how to kill the figure that had shamed it!

A crimson aura enveloped Lante’s skin. With a furious roar, it wielded a massive stone pillar totem, swinging it fiercely at the Inferior Demon!

Meanwhile, after a brief rest, Nierlu also retaliated, his bloods-red pupils fixated on the Fallen Angel ahead. He bore no armor; as a true warrior trusting in his Martial Dao, like a monk, Nierlu trained his body relentlessly!

Standing to the side, Chen Feng suddenly seemed to realize something, snapping his gaze toward a distant corner, his All-Seeing Eye activating instantly, spotting a phantom-like figure advancing onto the battlefield!

Under the night sky!

As all warriors and Beastmen were still entangled, a hunter from the corner was already poised for action!

But Chen Feng was still on the side. As a hunter with peak proficiency, within less than a second, he detected this enormous threat.

A sharp killing intent emerged!

Chen Feng himself was poised like a taut battle bow, ready to fight at any moment!

In the Beastman Tribe, the last legendary strongman, finally appeared!

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