Abyss Summoner

Chapter 504 - 492: Plotting to Seize the Divine Artifact

On the twelfth day, perhaps accustomed to life at sea, compared to the previous days’ restlessness, most people had already accepted this life on the ocean.

As the former rulers on this land, the most powerful ability of mankind is perhaps "adaptability".

Be it the barren desert, the frigid north, or the immensely humid south, as long as humans stay on a land for a period, they will adapt to the environment, begin to take root, and then start a new Chapter in life.

Morning.

Warriors’ faces were filled with seriousness, dozens gathered together, including some professionals, as today was the day to haul in the nets. Due to the absence of fishing boats for harvesting, after a year of recovery, the quantity of marine products in the sea had reached an astonishing level—one net often filled half a deck, so there was no need to set the nets every day.

If this were peacetime, it would undoubtedly be exciting, but let’s not forget that it’s now the apocalypse. The surrounding energies not only ravaged the land, but also altered the appearance of marine life.

Therefore, no one knew what might be caught in the net!

Have you ever seen a crab one meter in size?

Or encountered a dolphin with sharp horns capable of releasing lightning?

Plus, a four-meter-long octopus, each tentacle as thick as an adult man’s thigh, simply impossible to get a head shot.

Most shockingly, two days ago, when people labored to bring the net ashore, they unexpectedly caught a creature similar to a "Plesiosaurus", with robust limbs and a long neck, and a head resembling a dragon’s. If it weren’t for the specially forged net, such a big guy could escape back into the sea with a mere roll.

Of course, adhering to the principle of not wasting, even though the creature looked somewhat terrifying, the cook still made it into a dish and placed it into everyone’s bowls.

The meat was dry, far less delicious than fish.

Therefore, after countless twists and turns, the warriors still hadn’t gotten accustomed to fishing because they couldn’t confirm what shocking scene might appear the moment before hauling the net.

Warriors stood ready, even the professionals rarely lined up. If any mutated marine creatures appeared, they would immediately wield their powers to capture them, and at this crucial moment, the Inferior Demon eagerly stood among the crowd, anticipating the net’s coming ashore.

The Inferior Demon was an omnivore, used to the previous foods, it could occasionally accept seafood.

While everyone waited, each with diverse thoughts, Chen Feng sat quietly in a remote corner, gazing silently at the longsword in front of him.

It was located in a cabin on the warship’s lowest level, already below the waterline, specially designed as a chamber during construction, and outside the door stood three professionals, all none other than Elemental Masters wielding the power of ice.

Among them, one had already reached the Silver Tier, capable of instantaneously freezing a waterfall when exerting full power, yet even with all three exerting force, releasing energy into the room, frost adhering to the door could still be seen slowly melting.

Astonished, they revered Chen Feng even more. They must know that the ice power they were exerting now was already at a level of biological extinction—if an ordinary person stepped in, it wouldn’t take much time, just a second to be completely frozen, a light touch would shatter them into a ground of ice shards.

Yet Chen Feng had been sitting inside for over ten minutes, not only unharmed, but the generated energy was countering this chilling force, as if a Fire Qilin lurked inside, ready to break out and engulf the entire warship if everyone relaxed.

The three exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, fully exerted their internal power, vowed not to violate the gentleman’s instructions.

Chen Feng sat aside, unlike the frost outside the door, sweat already trickled from his brow, this isn’t his power, but the power of the Blazing Demon, more precisely, the overwhelming heat emitted by the sword held by the opponent.

The sword floated before him, emitting scorching glow, akin to volcanic magma, with potential to erupt at any moment.

During the battle against the Blazing Demon, Chen Feng’s shadow struggled fiercely to seize it, yet even with just a few seconds of wrapping, the shadow was critically injured, requiring over a month to reveal itself, and certain parts of the shadow’s body still showed traces of damage.

This was completely normal, knowing this was a sword belonging to a legendary figure, truly a Divine Artifact.

Even if "sub-" preceded the word "Divine", it was no ordinary object.

Just as now, the so-called underwater chamber and the ice power of three professionals were mere assistance, without Chen Feng establishing a barrier within the cabin, solely relying on the chill would be impossible to suppress the scorching waves generated by the sword blade—once Chen Feng relaxed, soon this warship would be engulfed by flames.

Strongman’s sword.

One could say, wielding this sword blade, although Chen Feng hadn’t entered the legendary tier, he possessed the ability to injure a legendary figure.

In the gaming world, this is akin to a zero-level newbie wielding a levelless weapon, enemies underpay-to-win forces were mere grass.

Yet reality was starkly different.

Chen Feng once thought of using this sword to carve out territories for himself, creatures like Scorpion Demon could be forced into despair with just a few strikes leaving no room for resistance.

However...

This sub-divine artifact contained too much of the Blazing Demon’s power, legendary energy isn’t just a joke—this means the time Chen Feng could lift it was no more than a minute, because every second inflicted burn damage upon him, once exceeding a minute, the burns would compound, even damaging internal organs.

Thus, right now, the Divine Artifact was no longer Chen Feng’s treasure but a hot potato.

What to do?

Chen Feng agonized in meditation, completely clueless, even specially summoned the Undead Mage for advice, holding a mysterious identity, now transformed into a Lich, presumably able to come up with a solution—one minute’s too short and there’s burn hazard, even if extended by a few minutes with reduced continuous burn, Chen Feng would be satisfied.

As for fully mastering this Divine Artifact?

That’s something Chen Feng never contemplated, the Blazing Demon infused too much effort in this weapon—if easily obtained, it’d hardly deserve the "Divine Artifact" title.

The Undead Mage didn’t disappoint Chen Feng’s high hopes, after hearing the explanation, it offered some suggestions. Considering Chen Feng’s current strength, wanting to master this sword was utterly nonsensical. As for erasing the Blazing Demon’s mark on the sword blade, it was entirely impossible.

Legendary and Gold, they simply aren’t on the same tier.

Thus, the Undead Mage’s final conclusion was that since obliterating the mark was impossible, why not camouflage it—if the longsword could mistake Chen Feng as the Blazing Demon, would it alleviate the burning force and extend the duration for holding the sword?

With this single method, Chen Feng sat resolutely in the room, even unhesitant in having the professionals attend him, the aspiration was sole—to absorb the terrifying Flame Power from this sub-divine artifact!