Abyss Summoner-Chapter 294 - 289: Clash of the Strong

"Begin."

With Chen Feng's command, smoke grenades were thrown under the water tower, and soon, figures ran out.

The fear of smoke.

Rooted in instinct.

Faced with the sudden smoke, these misfortune believers had no idea what was happening and instinctively ran out.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream echoed.

The warriors lying in ambush had already prepared, and upon seeing figures, they threw fishing nets, pulled forcefully, and several figures were dragged down. Then, a few people pounced and captured them, dragging them aside.

Harvesting like crops.

As silhouettes continuously appeared below, the people above acted like farmers wielding scythes, capturing any sign they saw. In a short time, more than twenty were captured alive.

However, Chen Feng's brow remained tight. From his knowledge of Lady Misfortune, he knew that the smoke grenades only worked on ordinary people, while strong entities of that level would ignore such attacks.

Although prevailing at the moment.

The absence of Lady Misfortune suggested potential for unexpected turns.

The originally concealed hideout had now become redundant, and soon, more believers ran out, even causing some warriors to drop the fishing nets and capture them directly. Due to poison exposure, their bodies had long gone limp, leaving them no chance to resist.

Just then.

A surge of powerful energy emerged below.

Chen Feng felt a strong sense of it in a split second and squinted slightly, murmuring, "Can't hold back, can she?"

He had been waiting for Lady Misfortune to make a move!

The sixth sense is a powerful ability.

It provides an incredible instinct for danger, and when faced with a crisis of death, it creates a strong reaction.

Chen Feng remained expressionless. As he surveyed his surroundings, the hair on his body stood on end, and he felt a strong sense of peril.

Almost instantly, flames erupted over his body.

Demon Horns, Demon Wings, eerie totems.

—Flame Demon Transformation!

A terrifying Flame Demon replaced Chen Feng's appearance, emerging in the battlefield. Even though many warriors had seen Chen Feng transform before, his transformation again caused an uproar.

Raising his head, his body exuded a purgatory-like might, representing peak power. Compared to the wildness and ferocity of beasts, intelligent humans can exhibit peak prowess seamlessly.

He stared ahead.

A whip like lightning slashed through the smoke, heading towards him. The whip was stained with some purple liquid, accompanied by a stench. Clearly, it was coated with poison.

Venom.

On sensing the liquid, Chen Feng felt a threat. Having ascended to the peak, he gained resistance to most poisons, yet this unknown venom sent a shiver down his spine.

A troublesome enemy.

Chen Feng twitched his arm, and a whip similarly flew out from his palm. In an instant, the whip made of fire met the opponent's.

However, who knew what the opponent's whip was made of? In collision, the sturdy Flame Whip split in two, ripped with a swoosh, and was flung away, dripping magma which, upon landing, corroded the ground like acid.

Venom!

Chen Feng was right; the whip was indeed laced with venom. With just one strike, even fire got corroded.

The smoke cleared, and Chen Feng, half-squinting, looked coldly ahead.

Simultaneously, the attacker's figure was exposed to Chen Feng.

It was an ugly face.

A face with scars that instinctively evoked discomfort.

"Who on earth are you!"

Observation went both ways. While Chen Feng watched the opponent, Lady Misfortune, shocked by Chen Feng's appearance, let out an exclamation.

In Lady Misfortune's milky eyes, confusion appeared for the first time, as even she was shocked by the opponent's form.

She could clearly feel that the opponent's soul gave off a shivering vibe as if some terrifying existence lay hidden within, exerting pressure even on a strong entity like herself.

Demonic Bloodline.

A trace of legendary demonic bloodline.

Since reaching the Silver Peak, Chen Feng could skillfully wield the pressure within his body.

Chen Feng spoke, his voice hoarse due to the transformation, sounding like stones scraping glass, emitting a piercing tone.

"You destroyed my stronghold, you owe me an explanation!"

The confrontation has arrived!

With an opening remark, Lady Misfortune realized the opponent's identity.

The ruler of the Economic Development Zone.

Even with the stronghold breached, none of the injured showed fear; instead, they mockingingly cursed at her side.

Clearly.

This formidable figure before them bestowed them with such courage.

Evening.

Darkness began to descend upon the sky.

Surrounding warriors moved seamlessly from tossing smoke bombs to launching ambushes. Despite their arrival, there was only a brief moment of surprise before continuing the fight.

This was a premeditated operation.

Though reluctant to admit it, Lady Luck realized she might have provoked an unusual enemy.

Regretting serves no purpose, nor does she blame whether No. 19 revealed the location to the enemy. At this moment, only through fighting can she break through this conspiracy.

Their eyes locked, both emitting their fiercest aura, colliding in the air. The Flame Whip and the whip intertwined, echoing a thunderous sound in the sky.

"Sss!"

Suddenly, a surge of golden flame shot forth, spurting from the Flame Whip—a blaze enveloped in scorching heat, carrying a burning essence.

Lady Luck's eyelids twitched; she desperately wanted to dodge. However, the flames appeared too abruptly. Despite retreating several steps, they still touched her cheeks. In an instant, the flames scorched her body, blistering her face, causing blood to gush and tender flesh to wither!

Flame Poison!

The terrifying Flame Poison completely corroded Lady Luck's skin, shocking all. Summoner Chen Feng had heavily injured Lady Luck.

This was not the end.

Chen Feng did not become complacent due to the severe injury inflicted but instead summoned hard armor at this critical moment.

His entire body was enveloped in red scales, sharper and nobler than fish scales. Each scale emitted a red, scorching glow, like armor forged through countless trials.

The hard armor on Flame Demon's body nullified poison and physical attacks.

Although his main role was a summoner, Chen Feng harbored a combative spirit deep down.

Fire whip swung!

At this moment, Chen Feng's assault was swift. The Flame Whip gathered again, whipping towards Lady Luck with ferocity, even stirring up a wild gust!

If this strike hit Lady Luck, who knows what damage she would suffer!

Yet Lady Luck stood nearby, a smile slowly carved onto her bloodied face. Despite a difficult grin, she indeed lifted her lips, flaunting a devilishly sinister smile.

"Shadow Assault!"

"Bloodthirsty Whip!"

This was all an illusion created by Lady Luck.

In a heartbeat, the battlefield's situation flipped completely.

She awaited this chance for close combat, willing to be disfigured in pursuit. For others, disfigurement might be unbearable, but for her, it meant nothing.

Indeed, a hideous face and a ravaged face differ little in substance.

Lady Luck flicked her right hand, the whip dividing into two, sweeping from left and right, infused with a bloodthirsty aura, spreading the scent of death, firmly binding Chen Feng's form.

"Die!"

Lady Luck revealed a cold prison-like expression—her fierce manner and ruined face conveyed an indescribable strong will.

"Slash!"

Lady Luck tightened the whip. Instantly, its immense force, accompanied by a bizarre silver stream, began to constrict.

"Crack..."

Success!

At this point, Lady Luck lured Chen Feng into her trap using the façade of injury. The whip divided into two, tightly entwining him. A solid pull would directly crush the prey!

To sever a limb!

No doubt, Lady Luck's plan succeeded!

In such circumstances, Lady Luck realized the situation was beyond her control. Now, she must capture the enemy to maintain a chance of reversibility.

Lady Luck was prepared.

Wound Chen Feng seriously, then hold him hostage; naturally, it would make the surrounding people wary.

"Explode!"

Lady Luck roared, hesitated no longer, the whip to her command tightened like steel.

Crash!

Chen Feng's body showed cracks; he appeared like a breaking ice sculpture. The tough Demon Horn armor couldn't withstand the immense force, shattering. Without the armor's protection, his organs would instantly sustain damage.

Critical moment!

"Bang!"

To shock all, as Lady Luck exerted force, suddenly a blur appeared before her eyes, followed by a petite figure hitting her chest.

One punch.

Lady Luck felt hit by a meteor, her form tracing an arc, thrown over ten meters.

Everything happened too quickly; Lady Luck couldn't comprehend what transpired, swiftly ambushed, losing control of the whip that fell to the ground.

Simultaneously, Chen Feng maintained a downward pressure posture with his right hand. Thankfully, he summoned Flora with his Summoning Skill at the key moment, potentially foiling Lady Luck's plan.

How close.

Even Chen Feng had to compliment—her famous reputation was deserved. Lady Luck indeed possessed terrifying power that ordinary people could only marvel at.

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