Nighttime.
The bright moonlight poured onto the ground, yet it did not bring a trace of comfort, instead adding a touch of dead silence and bleakness.
The fifth day.
Time passed swiftly, and soon, this city would enter a brief period of liberation.
Chen Feng was prepared.
In the coming days, he would explore nearby ruins and hone his Spiritual Power, striving to reach the Silver Level as soon as possible.
Enhancing strength isn't just about battling monsters with two Summoned Beasts in tow; disregarding whether Spiritual Power is sufficient, even an accident could cost one their life.
This city serves as a supply station; compared to roaming alone in the vast wilderness, having such a city as a backup significantly enhances safety.
There were still many things Chen Feng needed to prepare, such as enhancing combat power, summoning new Summoned Beasts, and crafting a weapon for self-defense. If conditions allowed, he also needed to complete some tasks to advance his military rank.
Time is of the essence.
If he wanted to leave here and explore broader regions outside, gaining greater power, Chen Feng would need some time to accumulate resources.
.........
Deep into the night.
Chen Feng closed his eyes, his tense nerves resting in the darkness. Tomorrow would be a new day, one step closer to brief safety.
"Roar..."
Suddenly, a roar came from afar, like thunder, causing the windows to tremble slightly. Chen Feng got up and looked out the window, his pupils suddenly narrowing to a slit.
What Chen Feng saw was a massive creature over four meters tall charging nearby. It had sturdy hind limbs, two sharp forelimbs, a body covered in purple scales tightly fitted together, granting it considerable defense.
Chen Feng's gaze sharpened, muttering, "Earth Dragon?"
Boom!
The Earth Dragon stomped the ground, shattering stone bricks underfoot. It seemed enraged, its eyes turning blood-red.
Dragon Race.
This was actually a creature of the Dragon Race.
Whether by appearance or aura, this Earth Dragon was not a product of this planet, meaning it came from another Dimension, a monster with Dragon Race blood.
The Earth Dragon's blood was extremely thin, so diluted that it couldn't even release Dragon's Might; they were peripheral creatures of the Dragon Race. A mature Earth Dragon had Silver Level strength, with only certain leaders possibly breaking through to Gold.
Dragon Race.
The term itself is taboo.
Although compared to true Giant Dragons, the Earth Dragon's blood was thin, its strength was not weak, nor was its defense low, exhibiting excellent endurance. Some powerful professionals liked to tame Earth Dragons as mounts, riding a dragon was a spectacular sight.
The Earth Dragon's mood was highly unstable, as if it was chasing some enemy, indiscriminately attacking. In only a few minutes, it had already collapsed a nearby dwelling.
"Whoosh!"
A figure flashed through the ruins; she was petite, a gentle glow in her hand, resembling a long blade. At the moment of discovery, she swung her arm, slashing the Earth Dragon's chest.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered.
The Earth Dragon's chest was torn open, thick blood spilling onto the ground.
"Did I see that wrong?"
Chen Feng let out a low growl; a weapon could actually cut through the Earth Dragon's defense, was this a joke? The Earth Dragon's scales were as hard as steel; wielding a weapon capable of such a feat, regardless of its sharpness, required immense arm strength to lift it, much less to do so quickly.
That counterattack surprised even Chen Feng.
"Roar..."
The chest wound infuriated the Earth Dragon; it opened its gaping maw, releasing a roar from its chest. This roar, akin to an air cannon, centered on it, devastated a three-meter radius.
Roar.
The Earth Dragon compressed its power into an Air Cannon, dealing lethal damage to nearby enemies. At close range, ordinary people might be blown to pieces instantly.
A figure was blasted out of the dust cloud.
"A woman?"
Chen Feng's eyes widened; the figure lying on the ground was unmistakably a woman.
Her black hair was tied in a simple ponytail, wearing a black-and-white Martial Dao uniform. The round neckline exposed a clear, elegant collarbone; a gray mini-skirt paired with leggings accentuated her long legs, a crescent chain slanted on her fair wrist.
From her attire, she didn't appear very old.
What drew attention the most was the light in her right hand—a pale yellow glow in the shape of a long blade. Though it seemed light, it possessed the destructive power to cut through the Earth Dragon's defense.
"A professional fighter."
"A professional fighter with martial arts background."
Chen Feng carefully observed the surroundings, focusing on the woman's attire and abilities, secretly marveling, "An awakened fighter, able to manifest power into weapons."
The abilities of professionals are varied; some, after awakening, could make power visible—transforming into beast claws or gaining wings—while others could turn power into a weapon.
Weaponry.
It is crucial in the apocalypse.
For strength-oriented professionals, the ultimate pursuit is a handy weapon.
Chen Feng didn't expect that this woman who dared to confront the Earth Dragon directly, possessed such transformative abilities. Unlike ordinary weapons, her blade could evolve, growing stronger as her strength increased.
Should she reach legendary status, she could, in a surprise attack, eliminate any enemy of the same rank.
However.
She wouldn't have that opportunity.
After taking the Earth Dragon's Air Cannon at close range, she perhaps lost consciousness and, in the next second, would be torn to pieces by the Earth Dragon.
Rescue.
Chen Feng shook his head; there was no 'saving the beauty' scenario in his repertoire.
The Earth Dragon possessed considerable strength; engaging it in battle, even if Chen Feng emerged victorious, would come at a price.
This serves as a lesson.
No matter how powerful the ability, a moment's carelessness could result in becoming a corpse in the next second.
The Earth Dragon panted heavily, white mist emanating from its nostrils; the chest wound drained some of its stamina. It staggered towards the woman, eyes showing a human-like resentment, and in the next second, opened its mouth, ready to bite her head.
It's over.
Chen Feng felt a bit bored; he only hoped the Earth Dragon would leave after eating.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the ground. When Chen Feng looked over, he saw the woman whom he thought was down, leap up and flee to the side.
Not dead?
Chen Feng chuckled silently; the woman relied on playing dead to deceive the Earth Dragon and successfully escaped when it lowered its guard.
Not bad psychological tactics, reinforcing Chen Feng's initial assumption: before awakening, the woman must have undergone some professional training—taekwondo, boxing, or other combat techniques.
But that had nothing to do with Chen Feng; he was just a spectator, nothing more.
The woman obviously suffered a hit, her speed slowed significantly. She wandered aimlessly, looking for a shelter from the storm, but most of the surrounding structures were low; the Earth Dragon could easily level them with a single charge. Looking around, she spotted a tall building, and without time to think, gave it her all and dashed over!
"Damn it!"
Chen Feng's lazy eyes suddenly narrowed as he cursed.
His strong reaction was because the woman was running directly towards the nursing home he resided in!