The Harbinger

The forms of demons are diverse. For example, the two-headed Void Hellhound roams the twisted void and desolate wastelands like a ravenous beast. Larger demons like the Abyssal Fiend and the Hellfire Grunt are mindless hulks created by more powerful and intelligent demons, combining matter and vile energies.

The Abyss...

An endless place of exile, its true size remains unknown, and no one can calculate the number of evil races that dwell within its depths.

Undead creatures.

These beings also reside in the Abyss. The most representative of the undead include common vampires, skeletons, zombies, and ghosts.

Undead creatures are considered to be born from the lingering attachment of the living to the mortal world, along with the inability to resolve deep grievances, creating these special forms of life.

Within the Abyss lies the Bone Plains, also known as the City of the Dead, where the structures resemble a vast, chilling graveyard.

The remaining legions of this city include the Spider Stalkers, Bloodsucking Giants, and various types of Liches. The bulk of the common soldiers are composed of zombies, ghouls, corpse demons, and other dark-aligned cadavers.

Do not assume that undead creatures are a single group. Like other races, the undead possess multiple forms, including Corpse Soldiers, Mummies, Corrosive Troopers, Skeleton Warriors, Skeleton Archers, Skeleton Mages, Skeleton Swordsmen, Demon Hounds, Spectral Hounds, Bone Dragons, and Corpse Dragons.

This is a formidable force, and over the course of history, they have even conquered several demon territories. The undead are not to be trifled with.

Slaughter.

They relish in adorning their homes with bones and flesh.

A pale arm, devoid of any sign of life, appeared. Chen Feng was certain that this was an undead creature.

The atmosphere around him plunged into a suffocating silence. Although the weather wasn't particularly cold, Chen Feng couldn't help but shiver where he stood.

Moments later, a hulking figure appeared before Chen Feng. It stood at an imposing height of two and a half meters, its body resembling freshly unearthed Jade, radiating a sense of solidity and strength. Its steel-like arms and bronze fists were covered in bulging muscles, making it appear like a towering mountain, exerting an oppressive pressure.

In its hand, it held a strange bone club, seemingly a leg bone of some sort of creature.

This should have been the appearance of a warrior, but there was something eerie about it—its head...

The head was wrapped in a dense web of barbed wire, the barbs digging deep into its skull. Three massive iron nails were driven through its neck, so deeply that they pierced through to the spine.

A single crimson eye peered out from the wire, filled with a thirst for blood and intense hatred. It did not breathe, standing there like a statue, emanating a cold aura.

Its muscles contorted grotesquely. It single eye, vacant and hollow, had rolled back to reveal nothing but red. Blood oozed through the gaps in its clenched teeth, a grim result of its unyielding fury.

The Harbinger.

One of the reasons for the formation of undead creatures is the inability to resolve deep-seated grievances.

The Harbinger is a rare type of undead, possessing formidable combat skills and a brutal capacity for killing. Its strength is comparable to that of an Corpse Butcher or a Death Knight.

It had suffered as a living sacrifice.

The wounds on its body were the clearest evidence—its face had been wrapped in barbed wire, and while it was still alive, three iron nails had been brutally driven into its neck.

It had died in agony and despair.

Revived by its overwhelming hatred, it returned as a cruel Harbinger, the name itself a testament to its nature. This creature thrives on battle and brings death to its enemies.

They are adept at smashing their enemies' heads with their fists and weapons. The Harbinger, filled with loathing for the world, will devour the rare nourishment it claims from its foes.

The Harbinger possesses the following traits: War Stomp and Undying Body.

War Stomp: Its mighty body, as solid as a rock, contains strength that has reached a terrifying level. The power in its legs is especially formidable, capable of trampling defenses without hesitation.

Undying Body: It has an extremely strong regenerative ability, and consuming flesh increases its recovery speed.

The Harbinger possessed the strength of the Silver Realm. Standing there, a thick aura of death swirled around it, as if ghosts were howling beside it, spreading fear.

Unlike the hostile demeanor displayed by the Dretch and Dark Elf upon their initial summoning, the Harbinger simply stood there quietly, responding to the call and becoming Chen Feng's loyal servant.

A Warrior.

This was a pure warrior.

The bone club in its hand limited its capabilities. If replaced with a steel blade or a giant hammer, its strength could increase by twenty to thirty percent.

Chen Feng extended his right hand, and a flaming longsword appeared in his palm. Raising the blade, he carved a distinct mark on the Harbinger's chest.

A Sigil.

From this day forward, the Harbinger abandoned its previous freedom, kneeling entirely before Chen Feng. The mark of a servant was etched into its body. Even in death, it would fight for Chen Feng until its final breath.

The warrior spirit.

Compared to the Dark Elf, the Harbinger retained some habits from its former life—loyalty.

It would not betray Chen Feng. The Harbinger had already died once. If the day ever came when it no longer fought for Chen Feng, there would be only one reason: its body had been utterly destroyed.

Melee combat had always been a weakness for Chen Feng.

The Dark Elf excelled at ranged attacks, while the Dretch acted more like a shield, absorbing damage. Now, with the appearance of the Harbinger, Chen Feng's deficiency in melee combat was finally addressed.

Chen Feng glanced at the Harbinger's weapon—a simple bone club? He had to admit, it was far too shabby...

Chen Feng resolved to find a proper weapon for the Harbinger. Although no weapon craftsmen had yet emerged, at the very least, he needed to find a fire axe...

The battle had begun.

The Harbinger charged at close range, the Dark Elf attacked from a distance, and the Dretch served as a reliable meat shield. Unknowingly, Chen Feng had completed a part of his comprehensive defense strategy.

For a summoner, having three servants was enough to explore and embark on more dangerous endeavors...