Abyss Summoner-Chapter 213 - 208: The Lurking Hunter

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The surroundings were enveloped by countless shouts.

Yet Chen Feng seemed to be in an absolutely quiet space, undisturbed by these noises.

In front of him, there was only the image of the girl. She stood there, her demeanor completely different from the initial encounter, where she was in a sorry state. She had matured, her figure more tall and full. Even without any expression on her face, she exuded a sense of overlooking from a high place.

Especially as she sat astride a gleaming white Unicorn.

This Unicorn had a white body, a purple head, blue eyes, and a straight, hard horn that was white at the base, black in the middle, and red at the top.

This Unicorn appeared as if it had stepped out of a myth, its mighty and masculine aura intimidating the entire scene.

This was a Dimensional Creature, whose arrival in the Human World was unknown. Contrary to tales told in fairy stories, a Unicorn's temperament is not gentle. On the contrary, it is difficult to tame, and to become its master, the first requirement is to be a pure virgin.

The Unicorn's hooves possessed the power of shattering stones, and the horn on its head could refract beams akin to lasers, penetrating the skin upon hitting an enemy.

Yet, such a divine creature willingly carried the girl astride its back, proving her allure had reached a realm so potent that even a creature from the Otherworld submitted to her.

She was the chosen one of the Unicorn.

She was also the Martial Goddess mentioned by Wang Feng.

Moreover, she was the great heroine in people's hearts.

She had another identity, which was... Chen Feng's female slave.

Who would have thought that the girl saved from the Earth Dragon's jaws would have grown to such an extent and become a goddess admired by tens of thousands of people?

Xu Hongzhuang completely overturned Chen Feng's understanding.

To achieve this, besides luck, strength and beauty were also crucial conditions.

Martial Goddess.

Strength, appearance, neither can be lacking.

With strength but no beauty, one can only be a model.

With beauty but no strength, one is just a vase.

To have both is to be a Martial Goddess.

Like in peaceful times, those female celebrities shrouded in endless news and scandals; even if they are sensationalized, they are women with superior looks, with a greater chance of becoming famous.

Zhou Xian was an elderly man nearing his end.

Tian Xuefeng was a stern and serious general.

The war faction wanted attention, needing a presentable proxy, and Xu Hongzhuang, with looks and strength, was undoubtedly the perfect candidate.

This was simply a god-making plan!

Promote Xu Hongzhuang to the frontline; deliberately craft a national idol. The frenzy of the surrounding crowd made it evident how powerful her influence was in the East Bridge.

However, even if others want to support you, you must strive for yourself.

Xu Hongzhuang's face was rosy, her strands of black hair moved without wind, clearly a state only achievable at the peak of Silver.

Is the hero template really this powerful?

Seeing this scene, even Chen Feng felt somewhat jealous. Surely, this world is never short of talents. Compared to Xu Hongzhuang and Mr. Fang, Chen Feng was merely a dull log in the mud, without lustre or highlights.

However, Chen Feng did not belittle himself.

What if one's talent, fortune, and strength are inferior?

Chen Feng reached today by gathering the merits of others. In his eyes, any talented genius or monster was just nourishment.

"Xu Hongzhuang."

Chen Feng uttered these three words calmly.

Initially, he planned to watch from the sidelines, not intending to support any party. After all, the conservatives and the war faction had already solidified public support, each having their die-hard forces. Intervening rashly would only benefit others, losing his strength in vain.

But now...

The appearance of Xu Hongzhuang was like a stroke of light, showing Chen Feng a different choice.

Look at the surrounding crowd, even Wang Feng was excited; Feng Zhiyong's god-making plan was undoubtedly successful, thoroughly making Xu Hongzhuang an idol for all.

If following normal development.

Xu Hongzhuang and Feng Zhiyong were grasshoppers on the same line; either prospering together or declining together, there would never be any division.

However, Chen Feng's arrival brought some changes.

Who could imagine that the respected Martial Goddess before them once suffered such humiliation and debasement at Chen Feng's hands?

If he could control Xu Hongzhuang, by then, the refugees at the bottom of the conservative faction would all turn to him.

Water can carry a boat, but also overturn it.

Throughout history, the people's hearts are the true direction.

Unlike the Economic Development Zone, where there are just over ten thousand people, here, under the conservative faction, there are over hundreds of thousands of survivors. By then, even if the professionals loyal to Feng Zhiyong rose up in resistance, they would be drowned by the ocean of people, not causing a single ripple.

Chen Feng needed to plan carefully to maximize his interests.

He did not disrupt this ceremony.

Xu Hongzhuang, having hunted so many monsters, had now become a shining jewel.

Perhaps one day.

If there were a day without Chen Feng.

When her reputation reached the peak, she might indeed become the spiritual belief of the entire East Bridge.

But now Chen Feng had come, and his encounter with her was destined to make her keep the previous agreement. Sanctity is inviolable; even a single drop of ink on a white sheet of paper cannot maintain its purity.

Opportunities for Xu Hongzhuang to readily accept public admiration as she did now were running out, this brilliant gem would soon have some dust on its heart due to sudden disturbances.

Chen Feng enjoyed this calm before the storm.

Watching a docile little white rabbit, unknowingly, dragged into the Spider Web, slowly struggle and suffer, was a very enjoyable scene.

"Interesting."

Chen Feng lowered his eyes, like a Demon Hunting Spider lurking in the Abyss; an invisible web was already set. Now, all he needed to do was wait patiently for the prey to come.

He turned his back and slowly disappeared into the crowd.

......

In the center of the crowd.

Xu Hongzhuang suddenly felt a faint sense of danger. A woman's sixth sense is naturally keen, especially as she had reached the Silver Peak, easily sensing the malice around her.

Just now, her mind was suddenly a bit restless; it was a feeling that couldn't be described, almost a sense of fear, wanting to escape from here.

Xu Hongzhuang gazed at the crowd, seeing only faces full of shouts. Trying to find an answer in this chaos seemed like a fool's dream.

She shook her head.

Perhaps she was too tense, but this was New City East Bridge; for Xu Hongzhuang, nowhere felt safer.