Abyss Summoner

Chapter 582 - 569: Extraordinary Materials

Space magic is not simple. If we were to assign a level to magic, then undead skill would be considered entry-level, whereas space magic, besides requiring knowledge and effort, demands one crucial thing—talent.

Do not believe the saying that genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration, because when you truly move forward in a certain direction, you will realize that the 1% inspiration is the most important, even more so than the 99% perspiration.

Having a vocal cord issue or being tone-deaf by nature means that even if the most renowned music maestro were to teach you, you couldn’t become a singer.

The requirements for space magic are very high. It necessitates extremely high spiritual power to control it. Legendary space mages are essentially defiant beings, ignoring all magic—since all elements correspond to space elements—and disregarding all regions, by opening up a space channel with immense spiritual power, akin to a black hole.

The principle is: fold together two opposing points on a plane to make them coincide, thereby achieving mythical space jump.

After rebirth, Chen Feng’s luck was quite good. With the sacrifice of the Mourner, he seemingly summoned an extraordinary figure.

Recalling back to the summoning, when the undead mage appeared, he seemed to have revealed his name.

[Who has awakened the great Saruman]

Saruman...

Is this the name of the undead mage?

The appearance of the dimensional rift allowed countless people to witness a brand new world. In the unknown dimension, perhaps there is a legendary story of Saruman, but when he gave up his life and chose to become an undead, his name was no longer important.

Everyone has their own secrets, perhaps the undead are no exception.

Chen Feng would not use status to command the undead mage to tell him all the stories, not because he respects his summoned beast, but because he really had no time or interest in listening to stories.

Times without war always make people lazy, which is why, when the weather turns warm, parks are often filled with countless old men. Their main purpose is surrounding each other, to watch two people play chess.

Wasting time?

Perhaps.

After all, having worked hard for a lifetime, when finally receiving a pension, and when children no longer need worrying, they have the right to relax.

But not now. The apocalypse has just begun. Looking at Chen Feng now, he is undoubtedly a winner in life. In terms of strength, he excels in black team battles. When the opponent charges boldly, what they encounter is five or more teammates attacking in unison.

Authority? Leader of Order and Gorge Gate, with the life and death of millions at his whim; had it been in ancient times, he would be akin to a feudal lord.

Women?

Needless to say, ask those high-ranking officials and businessmen of peace times, have they ever slept with cats? Or elves?

No? Then there’s nothing to say!

But even so, Chen Feng cannot stop, not because his ambition is boundless, but because the world is long devoid of peace.

This world is like this; you cannot let your steps halt, just like you cannot let your heart stop!

Consider those Frost Giant Earthworms lurking under the sands, why do they hide? Because they like sand? Darkness? Not good at communicating with people?

Don’t deceive yourselves.

Those creatures have merely seen humanity’s powerful side. Try a city filled only with ordinary people, no weapons, no professionals, those hidden insects would erupt, using their mandibles to sever humans’ heads!

Comfort is reserved for the dead.

This statement, though cruel, fits perfectly amidst the apocalypse!

Chen Feng cannot stop. Though he already commands two large forces with populations over a million, think about the slowly breaking dimensional rift; who knows what terrifying monsters and enemies lurk inside!

Though the energy density in this world is several times greater than those worlds, technological civilization is history. Communications, transportation, and weapons have been devastatingly affected; this is humanity’s darkest time.

Compared to humans, those dimensional worlds have been developing for tens of thousands of years, if not more so. Though energy is somewhat barren, gradual accumulation has greatly exceeded the number of experts compared to the human world. In this situation, Chen Feng must be completely prepared!

Such behavior may seem pessimistic, but Chen Feng firmly believes that being cautious will always lead to longer survival over recklessness.

For this reason, Chen Feng urgently wants to establish communication bridges between the two forces, to share resources and strengthen his own forces!

Chen Feng likewise started with plundering.

However, he has a much broader vision than Shi Xiong. From the beginning, he understood that [humans], as social creatures, are stronger united than alone.

Look at Chen Feng’s series of changes; repelling monsters, establishing bases, valuing human rights, scientific research, and agriculture—balancing power with economy—it’s for these reasons that Order quickly grew into a giant.

But what about Shi Xiong and those established forces in Gorge Gate? Already intoxicated by awakened abilities, lacking initiatives in technology and human rights, only knowing power struggles, in such circumstances, Gorge Gate had lost its golden development period.

What Chen Feng now needs to do is use Order’s strength to help Gorge Gate with infrastructure and at the very least, solve its food problem.

Frozen worm meat is hardly a long-term solution.

There’s no wall in this world that doesn’t let wind through; once discovered, it is bound to stir debate. Though it won’t affect ruling power much, Chen Feng’s reputation would plummet, causing a substantial impact on faith.

"No time to delay!" Chen Feng’s eyes flashed with brilliance, nodding towards the undead mage.

The latter’s gaunt face remained expressionless, but fiercely drove the staff into the ground. Instantly, the hard concrete surface broke into a hole, as if the bone pillar bore immense weight!

Around the undead mage were countless materials used for constructing arrays, unattainable in the human world, only in the Abyss—a realm composed of countless planes—could so many resources be gathered!

These resources consumed more than half of Elwin’s wealth, with auction house profits during this period entirely converted into these items.

Most jaw-dropping among them was a piece of writhing flesh!

It was a lump of flesh from a legendary-tier Tentacle Monster; it seemed still alive, continuously writhing on the ground as if wanting to restore functions, revive!

In the Abyss, the Tentacle Monster’s vitality is absurd, inherently possessing self-healing abilities. As they advance, this capability mutates; stepping into the Epic Tier, they can even regenerate from a drop of blood.

Even if shattered, leaving just one drop of blood, they can slowly absorb energy over hundreds or thousands of years, finally writhing and rebirthing.

Chen Feng was secretly shocked upon hearing this, wondering why he hadn’t known earlier. If he had, why fuse the Blazing Demon’s power? In any case, he would’ve snatched a Tentacle Monster for a blood sacrifice.

But possessing the Tentacle Monster’s self-healing ability meant enduring the transformed appearance; imagine tearing human skin to reveal countless tentacles and indescribable viscous liquid—even transformed, it frightened female believers rather than exuding majesty.

This world always makes people feel a slight lack; impossible to be perfect.

Preparations are completed; next is awaiting the miracle!

Meanwhile, beside him, the undead mage’s chanting was finished. In the next second, he spread his arms wide, a gust whipped around, and above the city appeared a white beam instantly projecting before the undead mage!