Abyss Summoner

The exact number of demons is impossible to calculate.

Just within the Minotaur Chieftain’s stronghold alone, the number of demons has surpassed the four hundred thousand mark, not counting the Minotaurs, Jackal-wolfmen, and other dark creatures mixed in.

After Flora killed the Desire Demon, the scales of victory started to tip, and along with the sudden attack of the Frenzy Legion, the Devils’ plans were instantly disrupted, causing the Devils to appear to retreat. The battlefield situation was overwhelmingly clear, and staying had no meaning.

Even foolish demons would choose to leave when at a disadvantage, let alone the somewhat intelligent Devils; they wouldn’t make meaningless sacrifices.

At such a time, they did not linger at all, but instead began to scatter backward with all their might!

But the current situation was a hard-won opportunity for the demons that relied on blood; they would not let go of this rare feast. As the Devils fled, the demons followed them as if possessed, making the surrounding chaotic, but undeniably, under Flora’s leadership, this battle concluded with victory!

"Buzz!"

At that moment, a dull sound suddenly came from the Devils’ camp, a sound not describable with substantial adjectives, more of a mental oppression. Even Flora suddenly felt bristled, but she did not choose to flee; instead, she straightened her back, gazing intently ahead.

The Legendary Demon!

The Devils’ crushing defeat made the leader of the Devil Legion angry, and it seemed to express its discontent in this way!

Having wandered the Abyss for a long time, Flora had seen many legendary demons, but compared to the chaos of legendary demons, the aura from this Devil now was filled with destruction. It felt like standing at the volcano’s mouth or before a tsunami, as if in the next second, one would become a complete corpse with no chance of survival!

Devils!

A race good at enticing others; compared to the terrifying image of demons, they seemed to prefer intimidating enemies on a psychological level.

A pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the air, causing Flora’s body to tremble violently. Compared to herself, the surrounding demons were apparently not in such dire condition, which implied that she was the main target of the opponent!

The Desire Demon’s master?

No one would stay calm as their collection was destroyed!

If it were just a female Desire Demon, it wouldn’t be unusual in Bator Hell, but a male Desire Demon, especially one at the Golden Tier, was simply a limited-edition figure in the eyes of shut-ins, and that too was one without clothes!

If it were merely a war loss, the Legendary Demon wouldn’t pay much attention; countless years of blood battles had already established some unspoken rules. Just like last time when the demons were defeated, even if the demon legion was howling in despair, the Minotaur Chieftain didn’t interfere.

For those in high positions, whether demons or devils were just a pawn in their hands, the confrontation was merely a game of chess, one wrong move. But for their subordinates, what was lost was a whole life!

The Legendary Demon kept its limits; its might wasn’t aimed at all demons, but more focused on Flora. It hated her for killing its beloved slave and despite everything, it determined to kill Flora personally!

The blood-red eyes in the air slowly condensed.

In Flora’s eyes, she saw a terrifying stance; the opponent hadn’t truly revealed their real body, more like a shadow against the light. But even so, she felt genuinely frightened, as if someone was choking her neck, not just affecting her breath but making her unable to take a step forward!

The opponent wanted her to endure the same pain as the Desire Demon. Just now, Flora used intimidation to stop the Desire Demon from escaping and achieved her purpose, blasting it into a headless corpse!

But compared to her intimidation a moment ago, the pressure from the Legendary Demon was genuinely horrifying. It didn’t even need to make a move; just one look and Flora felt suffocated.

"Is this the power of a legend?"

"Is this the realm I dream of?"

Flora was pale as a drowning person, struggling in vain for survival, but she didn’t choose to give up. In fact, she even pondered the terror of legend!

All along, Flora had been seeking her path. Even though she had touched some legendary power, she still couldn’t break through the last layer.

What is a legend?

What does the power of legend feel like?

This had always plagued Flora, and at that moment, just on the verge of death, Flora got her answer.

Legend.

Is pure fear!

Just like fist-fighting, without any fancy moves, when confronting the enemy, just raising one’s arm could crush the opponent into a mass of blood mist!

This is the power of legend!

Press on courageously!

Do not strike easily. Once you do, deliver a deadly blow, unavoidable, indefensible!

The intimidation from the Devil had descended, with Flora feeling the tightening grip around her neck, her face no longer pale but turning black and purple. It wouldn’t take long for her life to wither away!

But at this time, Flora showed no fear in her eyes; instead, she was filled with an excitement because she found her own path, a legendary road solely belonging to her!

Fearless!

Like throwing a punch, without distractions, a Master of Fist must believe in oneself, only then can one fully unleash the body’s potential. The purpose of this is to train oneself into a complete killing weapon!

"Splurt!"

A gush of blood spurted out!

Flora’s body suddenly trembled, then she made a rolling motion, quickly tumbling seven or eight meters away. Even if this action seemed a bit hasty, she managed to rescue herself, breaking free from the intimidation of the Legendary Devil!

"I am not an ant!"

Flora lifted her head, glancing at the pair of hovering blood-red eyes in the air, her gaze icy, and her whole body exuding a dense energy aura!

At this moment, even if Flora hadn’t fully ascended to the legendary tier, she already found the opportunity to pierce through the last layer. It wouldn’t take long for her to achieve the realm she’s yearned for!

The first sentence Flora uttered after breaking free was her inner vent; she was not an insect, would not be bullied wantonly. No matter if the opponent was a goblin, a demon, or the Legendary Devil before her, on her journey, she would encounter countless enemies. But as long as she kept an indomitable heart, then in this world, no existence could make her feel fear!

At this point, Flora truly grasped the Master of Fist’s fearless heart!

But the predicament was far from over. The Legendary Devil seemed astonished that Flora actually escaped its intimidation, but that might only be an accident. Its power quickly began consolidating again, casting an aura even more terrifying than before onto Flora.

Flora’s lips curled into a bitter smile; the opponent truly regarded her significantly. To break free from the previous strike had already exhausted all her strength, and now this intimidation has doubled in intensity!

So... is there really no chance of survival?

Flora wore a bitter smile, but her eyes held no pleading intent. Instead, she raised her head, her gaze filled with determination, seemingly having already forgotten what fear meant!

"Moo!"

At this critical moment, a deafening roar echoed within the fortress, spreading across the battlefield, fierce like numerous Abyssal Barbarian Bulls rampaging forth. Their sharp, angled horns rose high, tearing apart the blood-red eyes in the air and thereby dispelling the surrounding intimidation.

"Finally... you still came..."

Flora smiled with relief, her legs weakened, and her whole being seemed like a just-emerged butterfly, suspended in midair, then heavily crashing to the ground...