Chapter 2 - Abyss Summoner of Last Days - NovelsTime

Abyss Summoner of Last Days

Chapter 2

Author: 凉心未暖
updatedAt: 2025-04-30

Dog farm.

    This is the gray area of J city.

    Where there is light, there is darkness. This is an eternal truth. Even in today''s civilized world, the most primitive and filthy scenes are still staged in some corners.

    This is a Colosseum. Contestants from all over the world bring their trained dogs here to compete. In the 1v1 situation, there is only one rule for victory, that is to live.

    The fighting scene is very bloody. In order to increase the attack power of fighting dogs, dog owners will deliberately starve fighting dogs for a few days before the competition, making them reincarnate like ghosts and feed on the same kind. What''s more, some dog owners inject stimulants or apply anesthetics to dogs before the competition.

    The agreed fighting dog does not give up the right to compete. This is human beings.

    A humble door.

    Chen Feng looked coldly at the simple portal in front of him. It was not long before the outbreak of the end. Of course, he was not in the mood to come here to watch dog fighting.

    In the previous life, the disaster happened so suddenly that when Chen Feng reacted, the surrounding area had become a purgatory, with zombies and murderous things everywhere. As usual, the high human beings had become the object of slaughter, and the chapter of killing opened.

    Compared with those slow-moving zombies, at the beginning of the end of the day, the most terrible thing is the murderer who opens the gene chain. Some creatures have returned to their ancestors. Not only their strength is enhanced, but also their ability is very strange.

    Just like the elite monsters in the game, the probability of occurrence is not high, but the strength is extremely terrible.

    Hell dog.

    This is its title, or a symbol of glory.

    After the outbreak of the last day of the previous life, human beings in an entire urban area were slaughtered, up to five meters tall, red hair and able to spit out hot magma.

    Compared with ordinary murderers, this elite monster with special ability is the real terrorist existence. In previous lives, the power of national organizations killed it after paying a very heavy price.

    After the hell dog died, the body was hot for three days. As the first fierce thing in contact with the end of the day, the hell dog left a deep memory for Chen Feng.

    The most impressive thing is that there is a notch "dou" on the back of hell dog. Some insiders said that this is the symbol of J City dog fighting field. When participating in the battle, each fighting dog will be shaved off and engraved with characters to stimulate ferocity with pain.

    This is why Chen Feng came here.

    He wants to find the beast that will soon turn into a devil.

    Guns in China are strictly prohibited. The outbreak of the doomsday only lasts for a few hours. Compared with buying useless cold weapons and hoarding food, the existence of hell dogs is conducive to Chen Feng''s plan.

    "Dong Dong..."

    Thinking of this, Chen Feng no longer hesitated and knocked on the wooden door in front of him.

    "Who?"

    The door opened, and a young man in a vest and cloth shoes showed his head. He first looked left and right, and then looked at the stranger in front of him. His eyes were full of vigilance.

    Pony.

    As a gray industry, there is a special set of rules. Both dog owners and spectators participating in gambling need to be introduced to enter.

    Obviously, the horse had never seen Chen Feng, and then his face was a little gloomy and cautious.

    "I want to buy a dog."

    "What dog? This is a noodle shop!"

    There was not enough time. Chen Feng didn''t have much time to greet each other. He opened the bag in his hand and a whole ten stacks of 100 yuan bills appeared in front of the horse.

    Alone, unaccompanied.

    This is all Chen Feng''s assets. He takes out all his assets for a dog. In the eyes of ordinary people, Chen Feng is simply a madman, but what is the truth? A few hours later, the doomsday broke out. The so-called money, house deeds and enterprises are like mud. In this new world, it is not how strong the backer is, but how hard the fist is.

    No one is unhappy with money.

    He hesitated for a few seconds and hurried into the door to ask the senior management.

    ………………

    People die for money.

    The temptation of money made Chen Feng a guest of this animal farm immediately.

    The shop was a grain shop on the surface, but there was a hole in it. After entering a small room, the noisy voice and roaring roar reached Chen Feng''s ears.

    Plasma.

    Thick plasma smell.

    This is the Colosseum. No doubt, a group of people gathered in front of an iron cage and roared heartily. Among them, two bitdogs held together and tore at each other,

    At the same time, a middle-aged man with a bald head and a tiger pattern on his arms came to Chen Feng.

    He is the boss here.

    Ma Zai''s report surprised him. Dogs have different meanings in everyone''s heart. For some people, they are food and tools, while for others, they are friends and partners.

    In the past, many people came here to choose their favorite fighting dogs. Those fighting dogs were lucky to be picked up by the buyer and no longer need to bear the threat of death.

    Prices range from thousands to tens of thousands, but what the tattoo man didn''t expect is that he has never seen such a person who doesn''t play cards according to common sense.

    This is a young man with a height of about 1.75 meters, fair skin and no obvious muscles. Compared with some dandies involved in gray industry, he is more like a college student who has just graduated. It is reasonable to say that most of such chicks are panic and fear when they see such scenes, but this young man has an unspeakable calm, especially those two eyes, It is like a spring, deep and cold.

    Weird guy.

    The tattoo man turned his mouth and put a label on Chen Feng.

    "I want to buy a dog." this is the second sentence Chen Feng said. He threw the money in his hand to the tattooed man, then missed each other''s body and looked at the fighting dog on the side.

    Time is running out.

    He must find the "hell dog" as soon as possible.

    Fighting dogs do not have armor, and there is no absolute king in this kind of killing. Even if they win the game, the winning party will suffer terrible injuries and completely lose the ability to fight again.

    To put it more simply, this is a competition similar to guessing the size. The so-called fighting dog is more like tit for tat between two chess pieces, not more than 100000, but buying a chess piece before making a choice is more than enough.

    Chen Feng went to each fighting dog and observed it carefully.

    "No."

    "No."

    "Neither..."

    After seeing more than a dozen fighting dogs around, Chen Feng frowned. He didn''t find the figure of "hell dog" at all.

    "Did I guess wrong?" Chen Feng flashed a light in his eyes, went to the tattooed man and said in a deep voice: "are all the fighting dogs here?"

    "These are all the best fighting dogs here, except for these, only the disabled after failure..." in the face of money, the tattooed man answered truthfully.

    "Failed?"

    Chen Feng''s face was stiff and his pupils narrowed. He seemed to ignore some important things. He paused and said, "take me to find those failed products."

    "Er..."

    The tattoo man was stunned.

    Walking in the gray area for many years, the man was acutely aware of an inexplicable danger in Chen Feng.

    Weird.

    Tattoo man can''t describe his feeling now. It''s clear that the other party is more like a chick, but it makes him have an inexplicable palpitation.

    The other party doesn''t need to prove it through battle. A move, a tone, or an understated look makes the tattooed man uncomfortable.

    Where can tattoo man think that Chen Feng''s indifference to life has already melted into his bones after more than ten years of wandering at the end of the day and witnessing countless deaths and destruction.

    ……

    This is an abandoned room, in which seven or eight incomplete fighting dogs are stacked. These dead or not dead fighting dogs are discarded in the house like garbage,

    "Found it!"

    Chen Feng looked around for a week. His body was suddenly stiff, and his pupils narrowed into a slit. His hands were a little cold. Although it was only one eye, he was sure that that was the existence he was looking for.

    A weak Tibetan mastiff.

    It opened two eyes, as if unwilling to die like this, showing a gloomy cold light.

    Chen Feng will never forget this look,

    The pale pupil is covered with green blood. It looks like a ferocious cobweb. If you look at it, you will feel cold and suffocate.

    Hell dog.

    This is the fierce beast that brings endless panic to J city.

    "I want it."

    There is no doubt about Chen Feng''s tone. Under the strange eyes of the tattooed man, he obtained the dying thing.

    ……

    It''s an hour before the end.

    Empty room.

    Chen Feng looked at the dying fighting dog in front of him with an expressionless face. Who could have thought that this miserable guy in front of him would become everyone''s nightmare in less than an hour.

    Food, water, some simple bandages.

    Although all this is unnecessary for the fighting dogs favored by fate, Chen Feng doesn''t want to see mistakes at the critical moment. Simple treatment still needs to be provided.

    For the fighting dog, at first it was very exclusive to Chen Feng, but after a moment, after seeing that the other party was really helping himself, the fearful, vigilant, gloomy and angry eyes gradually turned to dependence, acceptance, relaxation and gratitude.

    Thank you.

    It is also a special instinct of intelligent creatures.

    Strong potential.

    This ability, which is different from other similar abilities, may be the basis for it to become an elite monster.

    The fighting dog obviously regards Chen Feng as a driftwood in the lonely sea. Chen Feng has become its hope or savior to live.

    Favorability.

    To put it more simply, Chen Feng won the favor of NPC. After the copy of doomsday was opened, he with the favor of "hell dog" can live under the shelter of the other party, and even have the right to control the other party.

    This is not alarmist.

    In the end of the world, there are some lucky children. They picked up a weak little beast on the side of the road to raise it, but who would have thought that this little beast has amazing talent and amazing growth speed. It not only protects the master from worry in the end of the world, but also directly carries it to the ranks of experts.

    Obviously, Chen Feng now also has this opportunity.

    Chen Feng stood on the ground, looking at the watch needle on his wrist, dripping... Dripping... 12 o''clock sharp

    "Hum..."

    A huge sound sounded, which was the sound of the qualitative change of space and the first horn of the new era.

    The end is really coming!

    Almost instantaneously, the fighting dog''s body took the lead in changing. Its body suddenly began to tremble and then increased in vain. The burst wound was like wrapping a layer of maroon plasma, and the pupils were red, which looked like congested eyes after excessive suffocation, giving people an extreme horror and strangeness, and its body was emitting a hot energy.

    Its injury is recovering rapidly.

    Gene restart? Or other unknown forces? In short, in just a few minutes, the miserable dog has become a new form.

    Although it is still very weak, although its body has not grown to five meters, this momentum is already extremely fierce.

    Surprisingly, when the fierce beast looked at Chen Feng, it was not the cruelty and cruelty when hunting prey, but the dependence and kindness. Chen Feng set off waves and waves in his heart, and he could no longer keep calm, because the end came, and the stiff corners of his mouth finally grinned an arc.

    Next second.

    He raised a shovel in the corner and patted it on the hound''s head.

    The newly evolved hellhound is extremely weak. Now it will take some time to become a powerful human nightmare in the near future.

    It''s just

    It can''t see that.

    It all happened so suddenly.

    Chen Feng''s hands trembled and looked at the fierce beast who liked him and could even be tamed. There was no guilt or apology in his eyes: "the end is ruthless. In front of interests, even his own blood can give up at any time, not to mention this kindness without any basis?"

    Dead.

    Compared with the living hell dog, the corpse in front of him is what Chen Feng really wants.

    At the same time, the shock of space makes Chen Feng feel a familiar and strange force.

    At the same time, his body also underwent qualitative changes.

    Finally, he took a look at the flesh and blood on the ground. Chen Feng half knelt on the ground. The next second, he plunged all his hands into the flesh and blood. His expression was solemn and his tone was extremely cold: "the rotten body buried deep in the dark ground, follow the ancient covenant, listen to my whisper, break the boundaries of time and space, and come out... Partners from the abyss..."

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