Abyss Summoner

Blingdenstone City

This city is the pride of the Gray Dwarves and gnomes.

For countless years, these small creatures have used their wisdom and labor to create this place, and built a prosperous and lively city inside. Naturally, it has also attracted countless intelligent races, who gather here from all around to rest briefly, trade, or settle down.

After a day and a half, with the guidance of the bear goblin, Chen Feng finally arrived at the city created by Dimensional Life.

No, rather than calling it a city, it might be better to call it a gigantic cave.

The city is essentially a huge mountain peak. After centuries of excavation, the Gray Dwarves and gnomes opened up the entire mountain, which has become today’s Dengshi City.

Many creatures come and go around, including demons, vampires, Dark Elves, and some cloaked figures that wrapped themselves tightly.

"Devils?" Chen Feng sensed some ominous aura from those figures, clearly revealing their identities.

The battle between demons and devils dates back tens of thousands of years. The hatred between these two races has been etched into their bones through millennia of slaughter, making reconciliation impossible.

Except in cities created by some intelligent beings.

For example, in Dengshi City, the Gray Dwarves make their own rules. The leaders here do not care about the identities of demons and devils, only about how much wealth trade can bring them.

No matter how much hatred they have for each other in the wild, once inside this city, everyone is obliged to follow the rules here. Violators will be executed directly!

Do not challenge any established city.

According to the bear goblin’s description, Dengshi City is jointly governed by a council of six members. The Gray Dwarves and gnomes all possess legendary power, and this is just the surface level power. As for whether there are some even more powerful beings hidden in the shadows, this is not something a humble bear goblin can know.

"Are you here to participate in the Sub-divine Artifact auction too?"

A lazy voice came from the side. Chen Feng turned his head and saw it was a vampire dressed in luxurious clothing, one of the icons of dark creatures.

Blood Race.

Also a kind of undead creature, which can ensure long survival by drinking the blood of humans or other creatures.

This is a race that considers itself noble. Whether male or female, they always carry an arrogant demeanor. The vampire standing beside Chen Feng looked just over twenty, but being good at maintenance, its age might already be over thirty or even older.

The vampire’s strength is of the Golden Tier, accompanied by a ten-person guard team. Traveling in the wild is very dangerous; even Golden Tier is not invincible.

The ten-member team consists of six vampires, one Dark Elf, and three Minotaurs, forming a simple combat crew—six Assassins, one archer, and three melee warriors.

At this time, the slender eyes of the vampire assessed Chen Feng. Upon seeing that he only had two bear goblins as slaves, his eyes revealed undisguised disdain.

Without strong guards or any remarkable aspects, one can’t help but wonder how he survived the dangerous wilderness to reach Blingdenstone City just by looking at him.

"The master is asking you a question, why don’t you answer? Do you want to die?" The issue of the vampire hasn’t been answered, which made a Minotaur feel indignant. Defending the master’s dignity is the duty every slave must fulfill!

Minotaurs belong to beastmen, usually in a state of anger, and it seems even a small matter can provoke them.

Anger clouded its judgment. The city’s outskirts are considered the wild; fighting here won’t touch the city’s rules. Staring at Chen Feng’s figure, the Minotaur took a few steps forward, intending to teach the offender a lesson.

"Scram."

A cold, deep voice emerged from Chen Feng’s mouth, and with it, the Minotaur widened its eyes in panic. It suddenly clutched its throat, seemingly enduring some kind of pain. For two seconds, there was a "bang," and the Minotaur’s head exploded like a balloon under the sun!

The Minotaur fell to the ground, but compared to its previous ferocious appearance, now there was just a bare body, with only some shreds of flesh attached to where its head was.

Seeing this, the other guards who intended to rush in to help stopped in their tracks involuntarily, gazing pale-faced at the cloak-covered figure before them.

Although Chen Feng didn’t show much ability, just a word made the silver Minotaur’s head explode, which undoubtedly shocked many!

The Minotaur’s death caused some commotion around, as the creatures walking nearby stopped. Some equally understated figures cast a deep glance at Chen Feng and then continued towards the city.

The remaining low-level creatures looked at Chen Feng fearfully, clearly terrified of his power.

However, this fear lasted but a few seconds, before they were enticed by the corpse. They stared with interest at the headless Minotaur, while the blood splattered around seemed like a painting, catching the attention of these chaotic beings.

Mind your own business.

No one would stand up for the vampire; moreover, they hoped Chen Feng would create more new corpses!

"Tap, tap... "

A series of footsteps approached.

Three Gray Dwarf guards responsible for the city’s order arrived. They first eyed Chen Feng cautiously and then focused on the vampire with a harsh tone: "This is Blingdenstone City, and there are six great council members here. There must be no more violence upon entering the city, or you will pay the proper price if you offend the councillors’ rules!"

The vampire was at a loss for words, its usually pale complexion seemingly flushed with a tinge of blood.

Its subordinates might have been killed, yet these damned Gray Dwarves were reprimanding it instead.

"These damned dwarf monsters!" the vampire cursed inwardly but didn’t dare rebuke those in front of it.

This is the rule of the Abyss.

The weak have no rights.

With a glance at the indignant vampire, Chen Feng snorted coldly and continued towards the city ahead. This time, no one dared block his path, and those planning to enter alongside him watched in horror and fear as they looked at the three figures.

During this period, even the Gray Dwarf guards didn’t dare stop him. Although Chen Feng was covert, he emitted some aura when he killed the Minotaur.

That’s the power of a legend!

After Chen Feng threw a glance at the vampire, it stood there stunned, like it had lost its mind, only to suddenly awaken, realizing it had just walked a circle around the gates of hell.

As for the Minotaur’s life?

No one would care, not even the supposedly honorable "parents" would seek answers from Chen Feng for the death of a slave.

Weakling?

Dead is dead, like a stone dropped on a sea with no visible ripple.

In any era, rumors spread the fastest and widest. This land is known to bully the weak and fear the strong. Chen Feng didn’t want to be bothered by some bugs, so he needed to make an example out of one to keep other ants away.

However, at this moment, Chen Feng didn’t care about these trivial matters. Exploring a race’s culture and observing the Sub-divine Artifact auction was his next goal.

Xiong Da followed closely behind Chen Feng. Seeing those faces filled with fear and dread, even if he knew their awe stemmed from the master in front, that incidental enjoyment also gave him a somewhat floating feeling.

Xiong Da was merely an ordinary member of the Bear Race, a race only slightly stronger than goblins, yet still among the lowest ranks on this land.

Previously, the Minotaur who defied Chen Feng had arms even thicker than his thighs; with just one hand, he could have been easily killed.

But when facing the master, its head went "bang" and turned to mush.

"Is this what being respected feels like?"

Xiong Da reveled in this feeling. At this moment, he finally found his future goal, longing for the day when he could also walk the streets and be gazed upon with that kind of look!