Abyss Summoner-Chapter 186 - 183: Newly Appointed Priest

The Dark Elf completed the ascension.

With the blessing of Rose, she stepped into the Silver Peak, gaining a qualitative enhancement in power.

Her snowy white hair fell gracefully, casually draped over her shoulders, exuding an extreme allure. Meanwhile, the black tight-fitting attire perfectly outlined her body, further highlighting her beautiful and seductive aura.

At this moment, her face remained expressionless, her tone icy, devoid of any youthful passion, resembling a block of ice.

Moreover, the Dark Elf’s starry eyes, akin to black jade, appeared to carry a hint of cunning and cruelty, as if she had become a low-tier version of Rose.

But then again, every Dark Elf is a villain by nature; growing up in an environment of mutual slaughter, their consciousness is long twisted.

As strength increases, ambition gradually inflates as well.

The path of ascension for Dark Elves is drenched in blood, fraught with scheming among each other. Accusations and betrayals among kin are merely commonplace.

The enchantment abilities of the Dark Elf received a boost. Though she cannot, like Rose, cause men to succumb simply by her fragrance, her every move is fraught with temptation, bewildering men’s minds in battle and greatly diminishing their focus.

She was precisely at the age when blossoms first bloom. On her delicate face, her eyebrows arched like willows, her moist lips slightly parted, seemingly shimmering with an alluring red glow, her figure tall, slender, and exquisite, possessing a beauty akin to a rose.

This only made men all the more captivated.

Furthermore, her hips wrapped in tight leather, her long, slender waist barely gripped with ease, yet not bearing the sickly frailty of a weak willow, exhibited full resilience, flaunting an extremely enticing fluidity.

Her grace and attire could completely be described as a temptress.

In the Abyss, wherever a Dark Elf appears, a multitude of testosterone-driven beings, be they Minotaurs, dwarves, or some potent goblins, would willingly kneel at her skirt due to her beauty.

By virtue of this method, a Dark Elf can altogether recruit some helpers in the Abyss to serve her; this is a rather common scenario. When a Dark Elf engages in a blood battle with other races, those charging at the front are mostly males addled by lust.

These creatures got lost within lust, wagering their lives on it.

Do not think this is nonsense; the specialization of Dark Elves in certain things has already reached MAX level. If the pleasure value with ordinary women is 1, then with a Dark Elf, it is 5 or even higher.

On that danger-laden land, the only presence on par with Dark Elves are the Enchanting Demons, another group of bone-crunching fairies. Under the leadership of the Enchantress Queen, the influence of Enchanting Demons is also gradually expanding.

Rose deeply gazed at the Dark Elf, then raised her hand, a subtle wisp of energy descending upon her.

In an instant, the Dark Elf’s clothes vanished completely, her tight body exposed in the wild. Yet, there was no trace of bashfulness on her face; rather, she trembled lightly as though she had found a treasure, a sign of excessive excitement.

Energy lingered around the Dark Elf’s body. Slowly, a white long veil appeared upon her, climbing upward from her ankle. This was a long dress-like garment, entirely formed by energy, yet palpably real.

At the neckline of the dress, a familiar insignia reappeared.

The fabric’s transparency was so high that the Dark Elf’s body was half-revealed, faintly showing some blood-boiling scenes.

Priest.

Rose actually promoted the Dark Elf to a Priest!

Rose rules her people through her Priests; Priests are leaders, heads, judges, and executioners in Dark Elf society.

What does this signify?

It signifies that the Dark Elf is no longer a mere warrior but a ruler. If she wishes, she can execute an ordinary Dark Elf at will, without sentencing or interrogation, simply out of personal dislike, cruelly torturing them to death.

In this situation, the status of the Dark Elf undergoes an earth-shattering change, with weapons, materials, numerous resources at her disposal to choose and plunder.

On the basis of being a Priest, if the Dark Elf performs well enough, she might even have the chance of being conferred the title of [High Priest of Rose].

High Priest.

Aside from Rose, the highest ruler among Dark Elves, such beings are the equivalent of the Elder Council in the Human World. They dictate the future dynamics of their race, and even have the power to instigate a real blood war.

Tens of thousands, possibly even hundreds of thousands, of lives are entrusted to the hands of the Dark Elf. If she were to reach that position, a mere movement of her lips would lead to countless lives ending because of her.

The Dark Elf is an ambitious being; she half-knelt before Rose, her face filled with uncontrollable joy.

But as for Rose, she showed little reaction; to her, this was more like an unconscious move. After all, only when a Dark Elf ascends to the Golden Tier does she garner genuine attention.

The superior naturally possesses their own method of ruling.

To gain more attention, one needs power to speak on their behalf.

Rose’s form slowly disappeared into the air, and within a few seconds, it was as if she had never appeared, leaving no trace.

Even upon leaving, she did not glance at Chen Feng once, and Chen Feng would certainly not provoke her. She wished to leave; no one dared to obstruct her in any way.

Chen Feng stood still, his mind somewhat muddled.

Everything earlier seemed like a dream.

Slaying the Earth-Boring Giant Worm, sacrificial offering to Rose, mysterious blessing, achieving a peak, and the Dark Elf being appointed as Priest.

Setting aside whatever scheme Rose might harbor, merely these benefits rewarded Chen Feng to bursting applause, greatly enhancing his base strength.

Meanwhile, as Chen Feng mused, the Dark Elf gradually walked towards him. Her face shed its earlier sinister and cruel look, reverting to that of enchantment and seduction.

When she came within two meters of Chen Feng, this favored one of Rose, the newly-appointed Priest, made an astounding move, her knees bending entirely, dropping to the ground.

The Dark Elf knelt on the ground, her face bearing extreme devoutness. In the next second, she deeply buried her head at Chen Feng’s feet, whispering with a voice that would erode one to the bone, "My lord... humble Elwin bows to you..."