In just an instant, the flas on Chen Feng’s body began to boil explosively, like a pillar of fire, completely enveloping him inside.
The heat in his chest was particularly intense.
His internal organs seed as if they would lt, making it almost unbearable for Chen Feng. This pain lasted for a full minute before it began to gradually diminish.
Mutation!
Chen Feng’s body underwent a mutation!
The patterns of flas on his body beca more distinct, and on his forehead, two small antennae appeared, about the size of a pinky finger.
Dark, hard.
Just like goat horns.
Demon Horns.
This is one of the abilities of the Blazing Demon, though this is rely a weakened initial version, without any real effect. Yet, on the Blazing Demon, it is one of the strongest trump cards.
Demon Horns have the effect of enhancing Spiritual Power, and they can isolate most ntal Attacks, becoming an Elental Master’s nightmare once ford.
Not only that.
Chen Feng stretched out his hands, and a small cluster of flas appeared. Imdiately, these flas began to spin, and within a few seconds, they ford a Fireball.
Fireball Technique.
One of the abilities of the Fire Elent.
Fla Blade, Fireball Technique.
Chen Feng now possessed the ability for both lee and casting.
All of this is thanks to the mark of the Blazing Demon. Although Chen Feng does not worship it, once the Fla Blade is stained with blood, a part of its power can still be sensed by the Blazing Demon.
Through this perception, the Blazing Demon will bless him with power.
The stronger the mark, the closer Chen Feng and the Blazing Demon beco. A legendary figure has its pride, and being insulted by an ant, it is bound to avenge this irreconcilable hatred.
This is more like a trap.
The stronger the Fla Demon’s body, the more clearly the Blazing Demon can perceive Chen Feng’s direction. Once the Fla Demon’s body is fully ford, Chen Feng’s presence would be as glaring as daylight. Then, the Blazing Demon could tear through the Dinsion Wall, kill Chen Feng, and invade this world, liberating itself from a sulfurous world.
If one wants to block the Blazing Demon’s arrival, it ans not using the Fla Demon transformation from now on.
But...
The Blazing Demon calculated with all cunning, thinking it had mastered everything, but for Chen Feng, this is nothing but a symbol of its ignorance and foolishness.
Chen Feng is also using the Blazing Demon.
This power is reciprocal. The Blazing Demon can sense Chen Feng, and Chen Feng can clearly discern its direction. Once he steps into legend, he can completely rely on summoning to control it as his slave!
This is a strategic ga.
If he loses, he’ll be crushed by the Blazing Demon, and not only is his life destroyed, but he also risks becoming the sinner of the world, having personally unleashed a legendary demon.
If he wins, he can summon the Blazing Demon as a legendary servant, and its power is beyond question. If successful, the benefits are too many to count.
The Blazing Demon is plotting against Chen Feng, but Chen Feng has also set a trap for it.
Pressure breeds motivation!
Power is the foundation of everything.
What Chen Feng needs to do now is simply survive; the more trump cards he has, the greater his chances of survival. If he dares not use the Fla Demon’s power and dies miserably halfway, wouldn’t it be even more painful?
At this point, Chen Feng figured everything out, his eyes more resolute, utterly unaffected by this pressure.
He has more important things to do.
The flas on his body gradually vanished until Chen Feng returned to his human form.
He lowered his head, indifferently staring at the corpse of the Thunderous Scorpion, which not long ago was a formidable presence, now reduced to a pitiful sacrifice.
The fate of the weak.
This only reinforced Chen Feng’s determination to grow stronger.
When it cos to summoning, Chen Feng was already quite skilled. This was a perfect sacrifice; the body not only was Silver Level but also devoured dozens of larvae, its body brimming with powerful vitality.
At a ti like this, if a few cannon fodder insects were to devour its flesh, they might well advance to the Bronze Realm; for the insects, the Thunderous Scorpion’s body was practically a natural treasure.
......
Summon!
Chen Feng half-knelt and plunged his hands into the Thunderous Scorpion’s brain, and instantly, a strange energy refracted from his body.
So chaotic fragnts erged in Chen Feng’s mind.
On a desolate plain, so strange creatures were aimlessly wandering.
The summoning followed a traceable path.
This scene might be hinting at sothing.
It was a group of humans with robust muscles and wide noses, their tusks visibly protruding from their mouths.
Half-Beastn.
Male Beastn were taller than male humans, obviously so, generally standing about 6 and a half feet tall (about 2 ters) when upright. Female Beastn were slightly larger than typical human females and much more slender compared to their male counterparts.
There were many kinds of Half-Beastn.
Bearn, Minotaurs, Lion-n, or Swan-n.
Half-Beastn were irritable and brooding. They would rather act than think and rather fight than argue.
These were creatures heavily discriminated against in the Abyss.
Compared to Inferior Demons and worms, which lacked wisdom and limbs, Great Demon Monarchs preferred to enslave Half-Beastn for resource extraction.
Not as fierce as beasts, not as intelligent as humans, Half-Beastn lived in the cracks, serving as slaves and servants from birth until their lives extinguished.
On the desolate plain.
Countless Half-Beastn were wielding tools and mining ore, and behind them were nurous ferocious Demons—Judgnt Soul Demons, Snake Demons, and even so Fla Demons—enslaving the Half-Beastn. Any slacking Beastn t with a whip, or worse, beheading.
Moreover, these Demons violated the families of these slaves. Half-Beastn also had kin, but in the hands of Demons, they had no dignity.
Wives and daughters were invaded and toyed with by Demons like playthings, and most of the ti, they could only watch helplessly, for any small action might bring about death.
Demon’s Ho.
The Half-Beastn were utterly powerless.
However, where there’s oppression, there’s resistance.
Under such high pressure, so Beastn began to gather and rebel. Initially, there were only a few dozen, but the number grew to hundreds, then thousands, tens of thousands—until hundreds of thousands of Half-Beastn gathered together, finally toppling the Demons’ rule.
Half-Beastn.
They were born warriors, and indeed, so possessed the abilities of Warlocks.
Desolate Plain.
After countless years of fighting, the Half-Beastn finally claid this land, soaked with the blood of their kin.
Roar!
Hundreds of thousands of Half-Beastn began to roar on the plain. These voices pierced through the firmant, through the plains, ushering in their new era.
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