Fra had already made her preparations.
Masters appeared one after another, making her feel pressured. Especially in this battle, after seeing Li Chuan, she felt even more helpless.
Once upon a time, as Chen Feng's strongest fighter, she could only hide in the back and deal with some ordinary soldiers.
For power.
She had to take action.
Phra had already asked around. The Lie Demons had swallowed the commander and needed some time to digest before they could fight again, so she returned to the Abyss.
Chen Feng had no one around to stop her. This was the best opportunity.
Everything was ready.
Phra walked with firm steps towards Chen Feng's residence. The closer she got, the more nervous she felt. For a Fist Master who could tear a land dragon apart with his bare hands, her palms were sweating. No words could describe her current feelings.
A beautiful figure was approaching.
When she finally reached the door of Chen Feng's room, Phra frowned slightly. Her dreamy eyes were full of questions. "Why is it so hot?"
She didn't understand, but it was awesome.
Phra knocked on the door. "Master … are you there …"
It was a woman's voice!
Chen Feng sat on the ground, controlling the throbbing in his heart. As long as he remained silent, he would be able to take over the power in his body in a few hours.
However, Phra's soft cry made Chen Feng's efforts go to waste. As a High Demon, they couldn't control their inner world at all.
Release.
This was a way to gain power.
The seal Chen Feng had been holding on to was broken, and the demon in his soul was completely released. He felt his thoughts and senses gradually fall into darkness, as if he was wrapped in mud and gradually sinking.
He stood up and walked towards the door.
Phra didn't know that danger was coming. She felt a sense of danger, but she didn't understand. She pushed open the door and tried to observe Chen Feng's situation.
"Creak …"
The door opened.
However, it was different from the familiar face from before. The one who appeared in front of Phra was a pure demon, and a High Demon.
What's going on?
Phra had seen Chen Feng transform with her own eyes, but it was different from now. At that time, the Flame Devil still had some human characteristics. Even though his appearance was strange, his consciousness was clear.
But now, Chen Feng seemed to have become a real demon. Be it his appearance or temperament, he had completely transformed into a pure abyssal creature.
Run!
In an instant, Phra made a decision.
There was still a chance!
Today, Chen Feng's condition was obviously not right.
A trace of fear appeared on Phra's beautiful face. She immediately turned around and fled.
There was still a chance.
Phra believed in her speed.
As long as he could hide outside, Chen Feng would not be able to catch up to him.
"Pa!"
However, just as Phra turned around, a whip suddenly wrapped around her waist. In order not to hurt the target, the flame whip's temperature had already been lowered to the lowest.
Phra's exquisite body suddenly descended. She lowered her head and looked at her waist. A long whip burning with flames had bound her.
Too fast!
How could the speed be so fast?!
At the side, Chen Feng's smile became even more sinister and terrifying. The flesh on his face was slowly warping, and it was indescribably frightening and ugly. His eyes were bloodshot, and they emitted a suffocating radiance …
Chen Feng's gaze was already on Phra. It was like an unbreakable shackle, firmly controlling the other party and making her unable to move at all.
At this moment, Chen Feng was completely dominated by the demon's chaos. He narrowed his eyes slightly, admiring Phra's shocked expression. It seemed that the more she was in pain, the more it resonated with him.
With a forceful tug, Phra fell in the room.
Night fell.
The stronghold fell into darkness once again.
…
The Cat Tribe.
In the Abyss, this was a weak tribe. Although they had the advantage of speed, they were not as numerous as the Goblins. Their strength could not defeat the Taurens and Dwarves, so they had always been bullied.
But for the survival of their tribe, some male Cat Tribe members still stood up and underwent high-intensity training every day to bring a trace of peace to their tribe.
"Hah!"
"Hah!"
Some male Cat Tribe members were undergoing high-intensity training. The environment of the Abyss was very harsh. The wind and sand blew on their bodies, and their originally white skin slowly turned black. The calluses on their hands also increased.
Day after day, year after year.
For their tribe, they only had one goal — to protect their tribe members and loved ones.
A girl would often hide at the side and watch those people train because one of them was her father, a male Cat Tribe member who was missing an eye.
Her father had spent the first half of his life on the run. He used to be a coward. When he encountered danger, he would always think of a hundred ways to escape. However, ever since he had a daughter, he gradually began to become brave.
This change became more obvious after her mother's death.
A group of Goblins attacked the camp and abducted her mother in front of her father. Although her father tried to resist, he was defeated because of his lack of strength and fainted on the ground.
And when the tribe members prepared for a period of time to attack the Goblins and successfully rescue the tribe members, only eight of the dozens of people who were abducted were saved in the end. Her mother was not among them. The girl overheard some people talking inadvertently that a large number of cat tails and skulls were found in the Goblins' iron pot.
It started from then on.
Her father killed more and more people. He trained with all his might. Although his talent was not high, he trained hard every day. Often, the girl would hear some sobbing at night. No one knew why he was crying, but the girl knew that it was because he felt guilty towards her mother.
After a long period of time, the once cowardly man became the strongest person in the tribe. After every battle, he won the respect of his tribe members and even became a tribe leader.
The battle in the Abyss did not stop.
When they stepped on the journey again, the girl was inexplicably afraid. She cried and begged her father to stay, but the man with only one eye placed his hand on the girl's head tenderly and gently rubbed it. He only said one sentence: "This is our home. I should protect my tribe members."
After saying this, the man resolutely went to the battlefield.
That was the last time the girl saw him.
She waited for many years. One year, two years, from a girl to a young girl, so long that the girl even began to forget what he looked like. But that man never appeared from the beginning to the end.
Time would take everything away.
But it would also settle some things.
The girl had forgotten many things, but the man's last sentence lingered in her mind. She had never forgotten it.
"This is our home. I should protect my tribe members."
Perhaps the man who was not good with words still had some things to say.
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