Abyss Summoner-Chapter 203 - 200: Cruel War

The enhanced weapons are practically a nightmare for ordinary creatures.

Unlike the cleavers held by the Skeleton Warriors, the weapons in the hands of humans resemble a type of slender blade, their thin razor-like appearance akin to the scythe of Death, able to end a life with a mere slash. More importantly, these weapons weigh only about nine pounds, nearly half the weight of the cleavers, making them convenient for humans to wield.

These weapons have just been forged, so the supply isn't abundant, with only around a hundred in existence. On this expedition, Chen Feng brought all of them along, distributing them into the hands of the warriors to ensure they could become more proficient with these weapons.

Charge!

Like two torrents colliding head-on, the monkey creatures with their crude coverings of clothes stripped from humans offered no defense. The thin fabric was soaked with blood in an instant, and they fell into pools of crimson.

This was nothing short of a massacre.

The unequipped and disorganized monkey creatures gradually found themselves at a disadvantage. Faced with such overwhelming force, some timid monkeys cowered nearby, not daring to join the battle.

A Warrior found himself enthralled in the fight, having already dispatched three monkeys. The blood they spurted stained his Insect Armor, but he paid it no mind—it was a badge of honor. Surveying his surroundings with a furrowed brow, he realized he was not the first; for the reward, he needed to continue fighting!

With this in mind, the Warrior set his sights on a monkey huddled to the side and swung his weapon at it.

"Boom!"

However, just as he took a step forward, an overwhelming fist smashed into his waist, igniting a brilliant burst of red and black light. In an instant, the bone spurs on his body shattered, and he fell to the ground, clearly beyond saving.

Monkey Leader.

Having witnessed its minions being slaughtered, it was already seething with rage. At that moment, it launched a successful ambush, killing a human with a single punch!

Everything happened too fast; even if Wei Xun wanted to rescue him, it was entirely futile.

"Bastard, die!"

After the initial shock came fury; a subordinate had been killed with one punch.

For Wei Xun, his rage soared to the heavens. On an ordinary day, it might not have mattered, but now Chen Feng stood nearby, and his minion had been killed by a monster. This was an utter humiliation!

Wei Xun's eyes glowed with a scarlet light, like a mad Demon. At the same time, timing his move perfectly, he swung his powerful arms and struck the Monkey Leader's body with ferocity!

Wei Xun had gone berserk!

The Monkey Leader killed someone right in front of Chen Feng—a slap to his face. At that instant, Wei Xun extended his arm, its massive bulk descending from the sky with terrifying might, piercing through layers of space to slam heavily onto the Monkey Leader!

Instantly, the half-man, half-monkey creature was stunned, overwhelmed by an immense, ocean-like force that flooded its soul. It felt as if it wasn't facing a human but a fierce tiger descending from the mountains, unstoppable by any army!

Suddenly, a sharp pain stabbed through the Monkey Leader's chest. A blood-red hole ten centimeters in diameter pierced through the heart, robbing it of even the chance to cry out before it collapsed limply to the ground, the light in its eyes extinguished in an instant.

Looking down at the corpse, a dark crimson flashed in Wei Xun's eyes, and he performed a strange action!

From Wei Xun's arm, a blood-red mist spread, forming into a beast composed of over a dozen animals. Sniffing powerfully, it inhaled deeply, drawing a faintly pale figure from the Monkey Leader's body directly into its nose.

Complex memories flowed into Wei Xun's mind, exploding in a split second like a thousand streams pouring into the sea. Within his mind, battle scenes from the Monkey Leader's past came into view.

Though these images were fragmented, Wei Xun still perceived the hell-like killing intent.

This extremely hideous life form wielded its body as its greatest weapon. Now, as these intricate memories flowed through Wei Xun's mind during the act of devouring, his entire musculature trembled, every pore opening. A ferociously intense aura of slaughter surged from those open pores, spinning through the air and condensing the moisture into droplets of blood!

The monster phantom on Wei Xun's arm slowly grew a tail, signifying its completed fusion, having completely devoured the adversary's soul.

With Chen Feng's gift, Wei Xun, defying fate, could accumulate power by devouring animal souls. Counting the Monkey Leader, he had devoured nineteen beasts. He felt that by devouring a few more powerful creatures, he could entirely step into a higher realm.

The monkey creatures were completely defeated.

With their leader killed, they turned into a headless rabble, scattering in all directions in a panic.

Amidst the shouts, over a hundred warriors let out fierce cries, slashing through the monkeys in a frenzy. Their eyes were filled only with slaughter and reward. Despite the frenetic escape, a strange excitement surreptitiously welled up in many of their hearts.

Domination.

The half-monkeys had no chance to resist.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred monkeys were slaughtered, lifeless heads rolling amidst the ruins, scattered limbs and severed bodies covering the ground, blood dyeing it crimson.

The monkey warriors were all killed. In pursuit of rewards, some warriors even advanced into the depths of the camp, dragging out the young, indiscriminately, and dashed them onto the ground, killing them on the spot.

Elsewhere, a warrior grabbed a female half-monkey, slitting its throat without hesitation, severing its artery.

From initial apprehension, driven by the promise of reward turning into bravery, now witnessing death and blood, the warriors' dark sides were wholly unleashed, and they succumbed to the euphoria of slaughter.

War is brutal.

Its true horror lies not in claiming lives but in corroding souls.

No matter how pure, no one can resist the corruption of war. Twisted hearts materially manifest, blood and desire transform humans into true Demons.

Becoming familiar with combat is only the first step.

Loving combat is the ultimate aim.

Only when desire for slaughter fills the warriors' hearts, when every engagement becomes an enjoyable, relaxing game, will this troop truly become a band of ferocious wolves and tigers.

Chen Feng watched the battling warriors with cold eyes.

Perhaps it seems cruel, but this is reality...

Everyone struggles to survive. Compared to the challenging, elusive goal of achieving sainthood, becoming a Demon might indeed be the choice for most...