Tens of thousands of Half-Beastmen roared, creating a shocking scene, with the plains littered with various demon corpses.
Through rebellion, they achieved victory.
The language of those roars was the native tongue of the Half-Beastmen.
If translated into the human language, it would resemble a vow...
Like "Never to be slaves."
The Abyss is boundless, and such events could happen in any area, but one thing is certain—this is the daily life in the Abyss.
Bloody battles.
The Abyss harbors no eternal friends; any small friction can escalate into a clash of blood and flesh.
With the last roar, the fragments in Chen Feng's mind vanished, and he opened his eyes, a hint of thought flickering in his eyes.
Summoning successful!
Chen Feng now had ample spiritual power; not only was he at the Silver Level, but he also bore the mark of the Blazing Demon, making this summoning almost complete.
A scarlet rift appeared before him.
