Abyss Summoner-Chapter 333 - 325: Stealing the Spotlight (Part 2)

Chapter 333: Chapter 325: Stealing the Spotlight (Part 2)

Moreover, its enormous size, agile movements, and the deadly pincers and teeth filled with poison, combined with the shining green steel armor, make it a rampaging meat grinder tank!

Confronted with such a creature, not just ordinary people, but any professional under silver rank would feel a chill throughout their bodies, as if trapped in an endless nightmare.

Compared to it, Chen Feng’s slender frame appeared almost laughable, like a squirrel. Yet, under this stark contrast, when Chen Feng lifted his head, everything took a bizarre turn.

As he approached the marauding centipede, Chen Feng suddenly raised his head. Surprisingly, the centipede, which had been poised to charge, suddenly froze, its massive body turning rigid almost instantly, with twitching feelers as if in utter shock.

All-Seeing Eye!

Chen Feng’s eye, which had undergone a Blood Sacrifice, emitted a green glow. The moment it locked eyes with the centipede, an Illusion Technique was unleashed, immobilizing it, leading to this strange scene.

At such close range, Chen Feng could even feel the foul wind from its mouth.

Once, this was a creature he couldn’t possibly contend with, forced to watch from afar as it massacred humans. Yet now, he was so close to the once unbeatable monster, with the trembling one being the marauding centipede.

A swarm of insects descended.

Countless bugs surged forth.

But the stronger the sense of crisis, the hotter the blood within him boiled, like oil sizzling in a pan!

From deep within him sprang an unprecedented yearning for battle!

"Die for me!"

With a fierce shout, Chen Feng swung his right arm with all his might. In mid-air, a longsword blazing with flames appeared, slashing toward the centipede’s thorax with unstoppable force!

"Screech!"

A sound filled the air, echoing and drowning out the centipede’s wails and the howling winds!

It was as if luxurious clothing had been torn apart, a crisp yet heavy ripping sound slicing the marauding centipede in half. The once savage bug became a lifeless corpse in the blink of an eye.

Blood evaporated in the high temperature, and a pungent blood mist formed in the air, enough to nauseate ordinary people upon inhalation.

But Chen Feng was unfazed. In such surroundings, he even took a light sniff of the blood scent, as if savoring a fine aged wine, his face growing slightly flushed.

Even if it were wine, the vintage before him wasn’t made from grain, but from the blood of silver-ranked beings. How terrifying that Chen Feng drank blood as if it were wine.

Things spun out of control.

"Two more!"

Hesitation on the battlefield is fatal. Just then, a warrior behind him shouted, watching as two more marauding centipedes, enraged by their comrade’s death, charged at Chen Feng.

The combined charge of two giant centipedes is nothing to joke about, like two colossal grinders crashing down. The incoming fetid wind alone was suffocating,

Their front half rising, powered by the rapid motion of eighteen hind legs, their fuzzy, venom-tipped steel bodies barreling down like a torrent, flanking Chen Feng from both sides and cutting off any chance of dodging!

It was all because Chen Feng had charged too far forward.

At such close proximity, even backup couldn’t arrive in time.

Closer!

Ever closer!

The two centipedes were just a meter from Chen Feng!

In just a tenth of a second, Chen Feng would be hacked to pieces, his body divided into three parts as a sumptuous feast for the centipedes!

In that split second of life and death, the extreme pressure instead ignited Chen Feng’s boiling blood. His rampant energy silently influenced his demeanor, boosting his fighting spirit. Amidst maniacal roars, Chen Feng advanced instead of retreating, confidently extending one palm.

"Hoo..."

His left hand reached out, slicing through the wind, creating a sharp sonic boom. Like violent magma, it exuded a scorching deathly aura, and a whip tightly coiled around the left centipede.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of charred skin echoed as the whip wrapped around the centipede, the heat causing burns all over its body. Attempts to escape were futile, and the more it struggled, the tighter the whip squeezed, even melting the insect armor as the whip embedded into its flesh.

A stuffed dumpling.

At this point, the marauding centipede was like a dumpling, its cries resonating across the battlefield as the whip constricted.

With the other centipede attacking, Chen Feng’s right hand moved with lightning speed, his wrist twitching, muscles bulging, with tremendous force aiming to pierce the creature’s mouth in that critical moment.

Madness!

Everything was within Chen Feng’s calculation.

He awaited an opportunity.

An opportunity for a lethal strike!

And now, the moment the marauding centipede opened its mouth, it was undoubtedly the best time to attack!

"Hah!"

Feeling the pressure of death, Chen Feng’s face twisted with malice, his eyes bloodshot. As another roar erupted, he drew on every ounce of strength from his marrow, channeling it into his right hand, thrusting the longsword brutally into the centipede’s mouth.

"Boom!"

A loud blast, sparks flying.

Under such immense force, Chen Feng’s feet sank two inches, his face flushed as he wheezed, seemingly bleeding from the mouth.

However...

The marauding centipede fared even worse, as the longsword effortlessly penetrated its mouth, ending its life in Chen Feng’s hand.

In less than a minute, three Silver Centipedes were felled consecutively.

Through his actions, Chen Feng proved he was the undisputed leader of Order, unmatched in both spirit and power.

He knew that within a day, news of him slaying marauding centipedes would spread throughout Order. As a leader, it’s sometimes necessary to showcase one’s strength, instilling confidence in those around.

Just like now, Chen Feng’s intervention was akin to a war drum, invigorating everyone’s morale.

The warriors picked up their weapons, targeting the last marauding centipede. Amidst a storm of bullets, no matter how strong, its insect armor finally shattered. It was riddled with bullets, its ferocious head turned into a pulp.

After the slaughter, not a single bug remained alive before their eyes, all slain by the warriors’ weapons.

"Press forward!"

Chen Feng waved his hand, paying no heed to the fallen creatures, gazing into the distance, hoping the east bridge could hold on a little longer.

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