Chapter 890 - 861: Mixture

Chapter 890: Chapter 861: Mixture

The factory was situated in an open space, and despite the bright sunshine, the countless zombies lurking around made the place seem gloomy and terrifying.

At this moment, the factory looked like a ferocious beast lying in the valley waiting to devour anything that dared to come close.

Throwing corpses to test the waters.

The area had no shortage of zombies. Chen Feng’s plan was to send them in to see what dangers lay inside.

Saruman commanded the zombies to go forward, and they obediently, albeit slowly, entered the factory.

"Plop..."

"Plop..."

The sound of footsteps scraping the ground echoed in Chen Feng’s ears. His expression was serious, as if anticipating something.

Chen Feng waited for the sounds of battle. If the "delicious" thing inside was indeed some creature, it would certainly be enraged by the unexpected intrusion of zombies. Chen Feng intended to gauge its power by the time the fight lasted.

Incredible analytical prowess!

After reaching the Half-Step Epic, the increase in his Spiritual Power had become Chen Feng’s true treasure. Even though ordinary zombies were insignificant, if the target revealed just a bit of its aura, Chen Feng could roughly gauge its realm, aiding in strategy planning.

As a Hunter, Chen Feng had enough patience to assess the threat level of his prey.

"Plop..."

"Plop..."

The silence settled in again. Chen Feng could even envision the zombie lifting one foot, but strangely, it never set it down again.

Saruman had sent in thirteen zombies. The empty factory should have been noisy, but now all these sounds abruptly stopped.

Suddenly extinguished, like a candle blown out, disappearing without a trace.

Zombies are not candle flames but real Undead Creatures. Even when encountering mishaps, they would fight back. But now? Not a sound, and vanished completely.

The Inferior Demon tilted its head, looking from the factory to Chen Feng, clearly showing a hint of disbelief.

Saruman’s face remained somber, but his eyes were like icy daggers, seemingly trying to pierce through the iron gates to see what was happening inside.

The zombies’ performance was somewhat disappointing, yet Chen Feng discerned something—the "delicious" thing was not as ordinary as it seemed.

Of course...

This was expected.

An energy wave that made the Inferior Demon intoxicated would have long been devoured by the surrounding zombies and monsters without some means of defense.

"Go in," Chen Feng pondered for a moment before giving the final order.

Having reached the entrance, Chen Feng wasn’t about to be scared away by such trivial oddities.

Chen Feng stepped forward, his waist slightly bent, resembling a leopard ready to pounce—an ideal stance for both attack and potential retreat.

One foot entered the factory.

Almost instantly, Chen Feng sensed something was amiss.

It was a feeling hard to describe.

His breathing involuntarily became heavier, heart racing as if in fright, a cold shiver running down his spine, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of helplessness and exhaustion.

Oppression!

Similar to a dragon’s aura, causing many negative impacts on others.

Chen Feng’s expression shifted again—it was more dangerous here than he had imagined.

At that moment, Chen Feng even had the illusion of having entered a dragon’s lair.

"Inferior Demon!" Chen Feng’s voice was low.

With long-standing cooperation, he and his servant had developed a sense of tacit understanding. At this point, the Inferior Demon’s face was also full of solemnity, as a powerful energy radiated from it.

——Dragon’s Aura!

This was the true Dragon’s Aura!

The Inferior Demon’s first significant mutation occurred after consuming a Red Dragon.

Giant Dragons should never be underestimated.

Due to the planar barrier, the Giant Dragons that could reach the Human World were already filtered in strength. Those Chen Feng had encountered before were mostly at the Golden Tier.

But one should know...

Any creature undergoing a legendary transformation undergoes a qualitative change, and for a creature like a Giant Dragon, once it successfully advances, its power becomes unfathomable.

The Inferior Demon had devoured a Red Dragon, utilizing its powerful absorption capability to merge the dragon’s body and abilities. At this moment, the released Dragon’s Aura even contained a wisp of unique destructive aura from Divine entities.

The Dragon’s Aura had undergone some kind of mutation, and as it appeared in the surroundings, it immediately collided with the original pressure.

The pressure was constantly being shattered by the Dragon’s Aura, yet refused to retreat, like a tourist clinging onto a rock after falling off a cliff—no matter how exhausted, they refused to let go.

But even so, Chen Feng and Saruman emerged from the pressure.

This was a forbidden place!

If an ordinary person were to come, there would almost be no possibility of exploration!

Willpower is truly important!

Chen Feng and his companions continued to slowly advance. As three legendary powerhouses, they made no footsteps as they moved.

This was a sign of caution!

A pool of blood lay ahead, dark as night, evidently not left by humans.

It was possible to faintly see footprints beside the blood pool, without a doubt belonging to the zombies used to test the waters.

"Rustle..."

A faint sound came from not far away. Hearing it, Chen Feng opened his palm and pushed forward, sending a series of flames.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of explosions erupted, followed by a cloud of blood mist blooming in mid-air.

The flames illuminated the surroundings, and it was at this moment that Chen Feng saw a gigantic, ugly monster.

It was a twisted creature, its body resembling a gray-white Cyclops, but with a glazed-over eye and a face riddled with festering, pustulant lesions. Surrounding its body were numerous fleshy limbs resembling spider legs.

The Cyclops was hoisted in midair by those limbs, its body dangling below while its head had twisted one hundred eighty degrees. Though it appeared dead, Chen Feng clearly saw it blink.

This was a behemoth.

Its mere body reached a height of 7 meters, standing tall enough to touch the factory ceiling with a raised hand.

Chen Feng sensed rage, hatred, and madness emanating from it. Beneath its skin, there seemed to be constant squirming, akin to numerous worms hiding beneath its surface, continuously twisting, as if trying to break free.

Beside it, the Inferior Demon stood like an insignificant ant in comparison. However, this little ant showed no signs of fear and instead raised its head filled with delight, its eyes brimming with undisguised excitement and craving.

Chen Feng stood frozen, a crazed thought flashing through his mind.

At that very moment, Chen Feng felt a tug on his clothing. Looking down, he saw the Inferior Demon’s tender arm on his hem, childishly pleading, "Hungry, Master... want to eat... want to eat something delicious..."