Chapter 12: Will to Die

The camp of the dark elves is chaotic and evil, and their daily life is filled with killing and sex. Their unrestrained nature makes them thoroughly enjoy it. Demons, similar beings, and even some half-beasts could be their guests.

In those years in the abyss, who knows what she went through.

Chen Feng let out a sigh, not wanting to be infected by some unknown pathogen. If that were the case, it would be a big problem...

Chen Feng's refusal annoyed the dark elf. She frowned slightly. In the abyss, no male had ever rejected her advances.

Angry?

The dark elf had the ability to think.

Compared to the inferior demons beside her, the dark elf clearly had self-awareness.

"Do you see that zombie in the distance? Shoot it through the head for me," Chen Feng said, pointing to a zombie in the distance while standing by the window.

The dark elf remained unmoved.

She stood in place, a hint of disdain in her eyes. Although they had signed a master-servant contract, the dark elf clearly felt that Chen Feng's physical strength was not high.

If she wanted to, she could kill him several times in a minute.

The abyss.

A world where the strong are respected.

In a world without restraints and emotions, when it comes to interests, not to mention superiors and subordinates, even when it comes to parents, they can mercilessly take action.

"Feeling underestimated?" Chen Feng smirked.

"Smack!"

The next moment, he suddenly turned around and his right hand struck the dark elf's face.

It all happened so suddenly that the dark elf hadn't reacted yet when she felt a burning pain on her face. She instinctively wanted to pull out an arrow to shoot him, but her body seemed frozen, unable to even lift a finger.

"You, a lowly creature from the abyss, may have forgotten the power of the contract. From the moment I summoned you, your life belonged to me."

Mental communication.

Due to their master-servant relationship, Chen Feng could communicate with the dark elf through mental power. At this moment, he clenched his fist and struck the dark elf's abdomen with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The dark elf widened her eyes, feeling a searing pain in her abdomen. The power of the contract restrained her movements, and unless she broke through the golden level, she would be unable to escape Chen Feng's control.

The premise was that Chen Feng would always be at a standstill, which was impossible. As Chen Feng's realm improved, their contract would only become closer, until the day the dark elf died, the constraint would be lifted.

A skilled archer adept at ambushes and sniping.

The dark elf had stronger strength than the inferior demons, but now she was like a punching bag, being struck and pounded at will.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists, each blow landing on vital points of the dark elf, showing no mercy or kindness. In just a few minutes, the dark elf was defeated on the ground.

Shaking off the blood on his hands, Chen Feng picked up a nearby bone-cutting knife and held it to the dark elf's neck, asking in a cold voice, "Submit, or... die!"

The dark elf was now in a sorry state, with disheveled hair and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, especially feeling a searing pain in her chest. She had never experienced such a feeling of despair, having no power to fight back. If the other party wished, they could sever her neck in a second.

Chen Feng's image was greatly magnified.

In the dark elf's eyes, she even felt a death will similar to facing a bone dragon or a dark knight.

"Submit."

The proud dark elf ultimately chose to submit.

Chen Feng was not a pervert, gaining excitement by striking the opposite sex. He needed to tame the other party as quickly as possible, just like how some circuses treat wild animals, with whipping and beating.

The dark elf harbored hatred towards any creature in the surface world, even viewing a few evil elves as enemies. When necessary, they would not hesitate to betray these people.

Shameless and unfaithful creatures.

Compared to teaching and communication, strength and fear were more suitable for them.

In a certain sense, the dark elf was a group of masochistic creatures, enjoying betrayal but also enjoying being controlled, especially by the strong, having no resistance at all.

The dark elf lay on the ground, her white long hair cascading down, looking tired and rebellious. Her eyebrows were cold, and under the dark eye shadow, her brown eyes, covered by long eyelashes, emitted a light that kept people at a distance, yet hidden and hard to detect. There was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and at this moment...

She had reached the peak of masochism.

Chen Feng's fists had given her a strange feeling.

Through his fists and threats, Chen Feng gained the loyalty of the dark elf.

After that, things became extremely easy. The dark elf stood up from the ground and obediently went to the window. She raised the bow and arrow behind her, and her entire demeanor changed instantly.

If the previous dark elf exuded unrestraint, now she had transformed into a leopard hidden in the shadows.

Silent and breathless.

Only when it was time to hunt and kill would she reveal her claws and fangs to reap the target's life.

The dark elf squinted her eyes, and the next moment, she released the bowstring. A flash of light shot out, the arrow moving so fast that its trajectory was barely visible to the naked eye.

"Splut!"

200 meters away, a wandering zombie was directly shot in the head, the arrow piercing through its brain and finally stopping after embedding into the wall.

Powerful abilities.

This made Chen Feng clench his fists involuntarily.

As a professional, Chen Feng's vision was enhanced, but in the darkness of night, he could only vaguely see a swaying zombie, while the Dark Elf, with its night combat abilities, could easily shoot through the opponent's head.

In a sense, the Dark Elf could be comparable to an excellent sniper, hiding in the dark. Against opponents like the Tentacle Monster, there was not even a chance to escape; they would be directly killed.

One acting as a meat shield, the other launching long-range attacks.

A very interesting combination.

Occupying this stronghold and having two major assists to protect himself, Chen Feng had great confidence in surviving these seven days.

While other professionals had to risk their lives fighting monsters to stay alive, all Chen Feng had to do was sit in the room and command the Imps and Dark Elves in battle.

Perhaps this is the unique charm of a Summoner, isn't it?!