Abyss Summoner

The white light illuminated the surroundings.

Flora became very conspicuous in an instant, and many attacks followed.

However.

The Golden Tier Master of Fist combined with a broadsword turned into a humanoid meat grinder, with the body spinning at high speed plus the dispersion of energy. Within a few minutes, the surroundings were filled with dense corpses, some cut in half, some with severed hands and arms. In any case, the Devil’s attack was dismantled, and their charge was once again stifled!

Generally speaking, Masters of Fist are like ascetic monks, they believe in their own fists. Some extremists even swear never to pick up any weapons or armor for life.

This means that even when facing terrifying demons like the Legendary Flame Demon, they rely on their own bodies.

But Flora has been by Chen Feng’s side for too long. She is a Cat Race person skilled at learning and adapting. In times of crisis, she doesn’t stick to the rules and blindly adhere to the battle principles of a Master of Fist; she picks up weapons to stop the Devil’s attack. She needs to do this, and she must do it!

Of course, Flora has not forgotten the purpose of her arduous journey here; she wants to refine her Martial Dao and find her path to advancement in the midst of life and death!

The surrounding demons were infected.

They smelled the scent of blood, which made them halt their retreat and stand still. As they gazed forward and saw some devils even fear Flora’s Unrivaled Mode, stepping back one step, the demons went completely mad, with many of them howling and charging forward.

Two streams of flesh and blood collided.

The demon charge instantly reduced Flora’s pressure significantly. She learned from the lessons of the Frenzy Demon and did not delve too deeply into the Devil’s territory. She was very clear: if the devils surrounded her, she would immediately carve a bloody path out to leave. Living is the hope; advancement doesn’t mean seeking death.

Fortunately, the demons did not disappoint her.

Flora caught the attention of some powerful devils: a Desire Demon, a rare humanoid creature among devils, often uses beauty to lure enemies and lower their guards, thus killing them.

And strangely, this Desire Demon was not female but became a leading figure in the Devil’s Faction as a male.

Desire Demons, like Enchanting Demons, are mostly female, with only a few males, accounting for roughly 3% of the population—a very small number. Therefore, the chances of a male Desire Demon becoming powerful are extremely rare.

But this Desire Demon was an exception. Its angular face showed a hint of arrogance and sternness. In the enchanting eyes were endless coldness; dressed in black, with ink-black hair draped down, revealing mystery. The cold gaze made the seductive aura surrounding it even denser.

Enchanting!

This word is rarely used to describe men, but this male Desire Demon is an exception, mixed with too much seductiveness, causing even some devils to go mad because of it. At this time, at least ten Silver Peak devils were gathered around it, not going around to kill enemies but stopping at the side of the Desire Demon like a group of loyal guards.

Guests of honor.

Though devils are Lawful Evil, it doesn’t mean they, like humans, differentiate so clearly between male and female. As an evil creature, the male Desire Demon, due to its exceptional appearance, is also an object pursued by other devils.

Originally, according to the previous state, the morale of the demons was struck. Soon, the devils would win this battle, but Flora’s heroic reversal brought the fight to a brand new situation.

Evenly matched!

With Flora’s help, the demons completed self-redemption, regained their courage, and started a frontal counterattack. In the earlier pursuit, the demons lost nearly twenty thousand, but it’s worth noting, this time, the number of demons deployed was as many as one hundred thousand. Twenty thousand losses did not genuinely affect their strength.

The Desire Demon noticed all these changes arising due to Flora. Its eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of viciousness.

——Dominate the devils!

The Desire Demon possesses astonishing charming magic, and all the devils around it are its servants. Even if they retain their wisdom, they are marked by the Desire Demon, losing themselves in "love".

"Kill!" The Desire Demon spat out a word, intending to test Flora’s strength.

A Chain Demon rushed out, standing at three meters, covered in scraps of flesh, eyes as large as balls, tongue as sharp as a blade, with numerous venomous barbs on it, shot out like thorns. Even more terrifying, it was entwined with several circles of iron chains—a combat-type devil with both melee and ranged capabilities.

The Chain Demon let out an angry roar without any evasive movements. Although Flora looked formidable, it obeyed the Desire Demon’s command, charging ahead without hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

When it was still a dozen meters away, the Chain Demon directly swung its chains toward Flora’s brow. Upon hearing breaking winds around, Flora’s figure flickered, dodging this lethal move.

But the Chain Demon’s chains, as if alive, accelerated suddenly when nearing Flora. Even though dodging, the chain tip still brushed Flora’s sleeve, sweeping it off, yet no blood was seen. Flora took the opportunity to be several meters away, still holding her broadsword without any scars.

After one hit, Flora didn’t pause or express any surprise at being hurt by the Chain Demon. Instead, she shook the broadsword, sprinted ahead with both legs, jumped up in a rush, and directly leapt over a dozen-meter distance, harshly pressing down on the Chain Demon from above!

This posture is entirely jumping pressure!

No mistake, jumping up to press down! With the broadsword and the power of jumping impact, not just a Chain Demon, even a tough Frenzy Demon would suffer severe damage!

Flora executed this move exactly when the Chain Demon hadn’t retracted its chains in time, delivering a fatal blow at its weakest moment. At this moment, she soared high, the broadsword like a hanging moon, directly covering the Chain Demon’s head.

The broadsword cut through a flash of cold light.

The Chain Demon’s body was split in two, entrails and blood instantly spilled over the ground.

Flora seemed to have sensed something; she raised her head, eyes resting on the slightly surprised Desire Demon’s face.

A Desire Demon.

The opponent’s status in the Devil Legion is not low; killing them might win half of this battle.

Flora straightened her waist, raised her broadsword, the edge without any arc pointed in the direction of the Desire Demon’s neck—an unmistakable provocation to declare war!