Abyss Summoner-Chapter 198 - 195: Abyssal Blood War (2)

As the Inferior Demon Leader was filled with astonishment, a terrifying Soul Storm suddenly erupted from the sky, accompanied by a piercing roar. Even the magma ceased its flow. Vaguely, one could see the silhouette above, shining with a dazzling light. It had an alluring visage, yet its face was etched with resentment, and it let out a cry that was enough to shatter eardrums toward the heavens.

Dragon's Might!

Every Inferior Demon felt a wave of fear and trembling from their souls, like mice encountering a cat, with not even a thought of resistance.

Everything around was oppressively terrifying, like the depths of Purgatory, the surroundings seemed even more profound, and at this moment, everything was drained of color by the figure above.

The monster spread the dragon wings behind it but did not descend immediately, instead, it roamed the gray sky, merging with its surroundings. Its presence, along with the scattering volcanic rocks, increasingly made the Inferior Demon Leader feel eerie.

As the wings behind the monster continued to flutter, they emitted a "puff, puff" sound akin to thunder, and combined with its overwhelming stature that blocked out the sun, this instantly painted a picture of destruction and apocalypse.

The surrounding heat, the wings' thunderous sound, and the immense power rotated around the monster. The next moment, when its power gathered to its peak, it suddenly lowered its head and charged toward the swamp!

The opponent's figure descended like a bolt of lightning, accompanied by stormy weather.

Boom!

Violent impact, heaven and earth ruptured, mountains and rivers shattered.

The monster directly invaded the Inferior Demons' midst, then raised its fist. The arm covered in dragon scales swung down toward the chest of an ordinary Inferior Demon.

Dozens of fists, resonating with sorrowful dragon songs, smashed, and instantly shattered the opponent. The flesh began to collapse, and in the blink of an eye, disintegrated. Next, another arm pulled, and the enemy's body suddenly exploded into a blood mist, and the decayed flesh scattered in all directions.

This Inferior Demon was over three meters tall, with a ferocious demeanor, and its tiny eyes constantly emitted a savage gleam. Its true strength had reached Bronze level, and when it encountered an enemy, it pounced like a wave, making it impossible to dodge easily.

However, such a formidable being was now punched by the monster, its body blasted into a sky full of blood mist, even if the Evil God descended, they couldn't resurrect it.

A brief silence.

Followed by a stormy baptism like a raging tempest.

Powerful and tyrannical fists enveloped the entire swamp, and countless creatures gathered here suffered a bloody massacre in the next second.

In just a dozen minutes, more than sixty ordinary Inferior Demons were brutally slaughtered, decaying flesh and fresh blood scattered over the swamp, a kind of unspeakable horror lingering slowly.

Everything halted.

The surviving Inferior Demons trembled in the swamp, their original lack of consciousness now shattered, not even possessing the courage to flee.

An invisible storm swept across the entire swamp, where Inferior Demons previously wallowed in pleasure, now lay dead and wounded heavily, this intent to slaughter was so overwhelming that even the leader of these creatures became like a guinea pig, not daring to act rashly.

Amidst this shock, the monster flew directly in front of the Inferior Demon Leader, yet the leader was curled into a ball, its entire body hidden in the swamp, not daring to look at the ruler before it.

In contrast, the monster beside it was biting its glowing, moist lips, its bright eyes gazing ahead.

It transformed its body to one meter, with a pair of black and crimson wings on its back, and pure blue eyes as clear as the sky, blinking occasionally, its cherry-like lips pout slightly, complemented by an exquisite nose tip that evoked tenderness from those who saw it.

Yet, unlike its face, its lower body was enveloped in a brutally murderous intent.

She was the symbiosis of purity and evil, inherently fond of disaster and slaughter, compared to the innocence of her face, her heart was filthy beyond measure, more brutal than a crocodile.

Compared to these ugly creatures, she was like a proud little queen, revealing a look of disgust and disdain on her human-like face.

"in…on…"

Demonic language spilled from her mouth.

Translated, it meant something like 'You have been summoned.'

The little queen raised the wings of the Ancient Red Dragon, casting a gust of wind at the Inferior Demon Leader with a proud voice, intermittently saying: "Submit…or die."

She's learning.

The true form of the little queen was always associated with cruelty, bloodlust, and filth, far from now as she adorably clung to someone, naive and charming.

She now possessed wisdom but was like a blank canvas; for the little queen, the most important person in her heart was her learning object and example.

Submit or die. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

This was the statement they favored.

The little queen learned this phrase and at this moment applied it to the Inferior Demon Leader before her, her eyes flickering with a uniquely human gleam, yet her demeanor was akin to a block of cold ice, constantly emitting a chilling aura.

With just a few words, it was like countless souls were wailing, sounding unbearably sharp and abrasive.

The little queen was her master's most loyal servant, her newly awakened intelligence couldn't contain anything but the master's commands.

Establish a force.

This was one of the orders she received.

The little queen's loyalty to the master and indifference towards other lives were vividly evident at this moment.

Bloody suppression.

Her method was simple, suppressing them with absolute power, coming straight with a round of slaughter, blood, and remains recounting everything that just happened.

The Inferior Demon Leader's trembling body emerged from the swamp, the next second, it was like the most humble of slaves, lowering its stance, even sticking its body completely to the other's feet.

Submission.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Despite the leader's somewhat chaotic wisdom, instinct made it dare not entertain a single thought of rebellion.

The little queen had gained a new subordinate.

Isn't it surprising?!

Indeed!

The Abyss's recruitment is that simple.

For these madly chaotic entities of the Abyss, so-called Order was nothing more than a joke, trying to win by merit was as powerless and void as a sheet of paper.

Power.

This is the main theme of this world.

The little queen possessed her own team, an upcoming leader, and over four hundred decaying ordinary Inferior Demons.

Although this team couldn't yet be considered powerful, the little queen had the conditions to launch an invasion, four hundred slaves, sufficient to initiate a true blood war against surrounding forces!