Chapter 12: The Will to Die

The camp of the dark elves is chaotic and evil, their daily life is killing and sex, and their uninhibited personality makes her very fond of enjoyment; Demons, kindred men, and even some orcs could be her guests.

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

Chen Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity, he didn't want to be infected with some unknown germs after cultivating on the dark elves, if that was the case, it would be a lot of fun......

Chen Feng's refusal made the dark elf a little annoyed, she frowned slightly, in the abyss, no male had ever refused her kindness.

Angry?

The Dark Elves have the ability to think.

Compared to the inferior demons on the side, the dark elves are clearly self-aware.

"See that zombie in the distance? Shoot me through its head. Standing by the window, Chen Feng pointed to a zombie in the distance and said.

The Dark Elves were unmoved.

She stood in place, with a hint of contempt in her eyes, although they signed a master-servant contract with each other, the dark elf could clearly feel that the strength of Chen Feng's physical body was not high.

If she wanted to, one minute was enough to kill the other party several times.

Abyss.

A world where the strong are respected.

In a world without restraint and affection, in the face of interests, not to mention superiors and subordinates, even for parents, they can kill without hesitation.

"Is it being slighted?" Chen Feng sneered.

"Smack!"

In the next second, he turned around suddenly, and his right hand suddenly twitched into the dark elf's face.

Everything was too sudden, and before the dark elf could react, there was a hot pain on her face, and she instinctively wanted to pull out an arrow and shoot through the other party, but her body seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't even lift her fingers.

"Cheap bones from the abyss, you may have forgotten the power of the rules, from the moment you were summoned by me, your life has belonged to me."

Spiritual communication.

Because he was a master and servant, Chen Feng could communicate with the dark elf through his spiritual power, and at this time, it clenched its fists and used all its strength to bombard the dark elf's abdomen.

"Peng!"

The dark elf's eyes widened, the pain in her abdomen filled her eyes with some bloodshots, the power of the rules restrained her movements, unless she broke through the gold level, otherwise she couldn't get out of Chen Feng's control at all.

The premise is that Chen Feng will always stand still, of course this is impossible, as Chen Feng's realm improves, the contract with each other will only get closer and closer, until ...... This restraint will not be extinguished until the day the dark elves die.

An archer who is good at sneak attacks and snipers.

The Dark Elves are more powerful than the Inferior Demons, but despite this, she is now like a punching bag, being hit and bombarded at will.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists, and each punch landed on the vital point of the dark elf, without mercy, without mercy, without mercy, in just a few minutes, the dark elf was crushed to the ground.

Shake off the blood on your hands.

Chen Feng picked up the boning knife on the side, compared it to the dark elf's neck, and asked in a cold voice, "Surrender, or...... Death! ”

The dark elf is very embarrassed now, her hair is scattered, there is a layer of blood at the corner of her mouth, especially the hot pain in her chest, she has never experienced this feeling of despair, there is no power to fight back, it is a horror that can cut off her neck in a second as long as the other party is willing.

Chen Feng's image is infinitely magnified.

In the other party's body, the dark elves even experienced a kind of will to die in the face of the bone dragon and the dark knight.

"Minister...... Wear. ”

The proud dark elves eventually chose to surrender.

Chen Feng is not a pervert, he does not hit the opposite sex in order to obtain the strange sense of excitement, and it needs to tame the other party in the fastest way, whipping and beating as some circuses do with wild animals.

The Dark Elves have a hatred for any creature in the surface world, and even a few evil elves are enemies in the eyes of the Dark Elves, and they will not hesitate to betray them if necessary.

A creature without shame or faith.

Rather than teaching and communicating, strength and fear are more suitable for them.

In a sense, the Dark Elves are a group of M-type creatures with a masochistic tendency, they like to betray, but they like to be controlled, especially against the strong, they have no resistance at all.

The dark elves lay on the ground, their long white hair curling slightly, looking a little tired and rebellious. The eyebrows were as cold as frost, and under the dark shadow, the brown eyes covered by the long eyelashes shimmered with a light that rejected people thousands of miles away, but there was an imperceptible desire, and there was a trace of blood left at the corner of her mouth.

Masochism MAX.

Chen Feng's fist gave her some weird pleasure.

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

Then, things became extremely easy, the dark elf stood up from the ground, meekly came out of the window, she raised the bow and arrow behind her, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed.

If the previous dark elves were full of uninhibited and provocative erosive aura, now she is simply transformed into a cheetah hidden in the shadows.

Silent, silent.

Only when it is time to hunt will they show their claws and fangs and harvest the lives of their targets.

The dark elf's eyes narrowed half-narrowed, and the next second, she released the bowstring, and a streamer of light flickered, so fast that the naked eye could not catch the arc of the arrow.

"Poof!"

200 meters away, a wandering zombie was shot directly in the head, and just like that, the arrow even passed through the opponent's head, until it finally stopped after piercing the wall.

Powerful capabilities.

This made Chen Feng clench his fists unconsciously.

As a professional, Chen Feng's vision has been strengthened, but at a distance of 200 meters, he can only vaguely see a shaking zombie, while the dark elves can easily shoot through the opponent's head with their night combat ability.

In a certain sense, the dark elves are completely comparable to excellent snipers, hiding in the shadows, and opponents of the level of tentacle monsters will be directly tortured to death if they don't even have a chance to escape.

A meat shield, a ranged attack.

A very interesting combination.

Occupying this stronghold, and having two major helpers to protect himself, Chen Feng has a lot of confidence to survive these seven days.

When other professionals, in order to live, still need to risk their lives to fight monsters, all Chen Feng has to do is sit in the room and command the inferior demons and dark elves to fight.

This may be the ......

Summoner's unique charm, right?!