The brief two sentences concluded, and no matter how Wen Wen called out in his mind, the voice did not sound again.
However, Wen Wen’s right hand began to grow warm. The Disaster Glove automatically appeared. The glove felt to Wen Wen very similar to how it felt when the Containment Facility devoured energy before his two previous promotions.
He looked at Bai Cang, who was radiating seven-colored energy, and suddenly understood. The Calamity-level energy on Bai Cang might be the reason that voice appeared.
All along, the Containment Facility had been extremely eager for Calamity-level or higher powers.
But such power was a matter of fortune, and even if encountered, Wen Wen would not be able to obtain it under normal circumstances.
Yet, here was an existence containing Calamity-level power, but whose strength was relatively 'weak'. The Containment Facility would certainly not let this opportunity pass.
With the backing of the Containment Facility, Wen Wen’s confidence grew. He smiled at Bai Cang and said, "The previous battle was just the prelude, and now, the main act begins!"
Bai Cang frowned and said, "Are you insane? Did the previous battle not make the difference in our strength clear enough?"
Investigator Zheng, who was hiding in the dark, found his eyes gradually lighting up. Facing a desperate situation and choosing to continue fighting instead of seeking external help indicated that Wen Wen had a trump card.
Was this trump card related to the mysterious powerful figure, 'Black Cross'?
Investigator Zheng was greatly anticipating what would happen next. He had not intervened in the entire Qiling Mountain incident, his purpose being to thoroughly investigate Wen Wen's background.
In his view, the mysteries surrounding Wen Wen were far more important than the Qiling Mountain incident.
After all, the Qiling Mountain incident only involved the residual power of a Calamity-level expert, whereas Wen Wen directly concerned a Calamity-level expert of unknown origin who could move freely!
Bai Cang was not foolish either. Seeing Wen Wen regrouping, a hint of caution arose in his heart.
He clenched his right hand in the air, and a twisted, colorful dragon spear appeared in his hand. He then hurled the spear towards Wen Wen's direction.
The energy spear tore through everything in its path. Bai Cang intended to test Wen Wen from a distance, to see what changes had occurred in him.
However, if Wen Wen could not even withstand this attack, his demise would be a favorable outcome.
Seeing the incoming spear, Wen Wen extended his right hand, adopting a stance as if to catch the spear barehanded.
Bai Cang's pupils constricted. Had this person's mind been addled by his blows? He couldn't even fully block his attacks with a shield before, and now he intended to catch it barehanded?
But what happened next shocked him. The spear struck Wen Wen's palm without causing even the slightest ripple. Instead, it flowed entirely into Wen Wen's hand.
Then, Wen Wen extended his left hand towards him, and a spear of the same kind shot out from Wen Wen's left hand. However, its color had changed from colorful to gold.
Bai Cang swung his weapon, dispelling the incoming attack, and then said, "This is your trump card, absorbing an attack and releasing it back?"
"To think you could defeat me with just an attack like this, you must be looking down on me too much."
"The attacks you absorb and then release are significantly weaker, which poses no threat to me. Moreover, even if you can absorb energy attacks, what about physical ones?"
Wen Wen did not answer Bai Cang. Only Wen Wen knew what had truly happened.
Under normal circumstances, the absorption capability of the Disaster Glove was handled by Wen Wen, allowing him to only absorb power of the same level. Thus, it would have been useless against Bai Cang.
But now, behind the glove was the ravenously hungry Disaster Containment Facility. Even Calamity-level power could be absorbed if it didn't resist.
The reason the attack he shot back was so much weaker was not that Wen Wen's ability couldn't replicate the original attack, but that the Containment Facility had siphoned off the Calamity-level portion of the spear!
Seeing that Wen Wen's trump card was this absorption and redirection technique, Bai Cang no longer hesitated. His fight with Wen Wen might attract other supers, and if too many people gathered, he would be in danger.
So, he resolutely charged towards Wen Wen. Wen Wen, however, placed his left hand behind his back, extending only his right hand to face Bai Cang.
The one truly fighting Bai Cang now was not Wen Wen, but the Containment Facility's craving for the Calamity-level power within Bai Cang!
This craving was enough to intercept the descent of Calamity-level experts and enough to tear apart barriers that could seal Calamity-level experts!
Bai Cang alone was no match.
Bai Cang jabbed his spear repeatedly, while Wen Wen casually swiped his hand in front of him, yet he blocked all of Bai Cang's attacks!
Now, it was not just Wen Wen's hand that could absorb Calamity-level energy, but a spherical area around his hand. As long as he roughly guarded his front, he could block all of Bai Cang's attacks.
After continuous energy absorption, Bai Cang soon sensed something was wrong. Wen Wen's vicinity was like a black hole; all his energy was being drawn into that dark palm.
Besides Wen Wen and Bai Cang, Investigator Zheng, standing nearby, also had a grave expression. The abilities Wen Wen was currently displaying were definitely not something a mid-sequence hunter should possess.
Moreover, the aura generated when he absorbed energy bore a striking resemblance to the residual aura of 'Black Cross' that Investigator Zheng had found at various crime scenes!
He was definitely connected to Black Cross!
Bai Cang realized that if he continued fighting, he might be drained. Thus, he made a decisive move, distancing himself from Wen Wen, intending to fight from a distance. However, he found that Wen Wen's eyes were closed, and he remained motionless.
At this moment, Wen Wen's consciousness had entered a mysterious space. He stood in the center of a black stone hall, gazing up at the black-robed figure seated on the throne.
There was no sound in the black hall, which made Wen Wen feel somewhat suppressed. He shrugged and quipped, "Is this my consciousness space? It's all black. You're quite lacking in taste, aren't you."
The figure on the throne did not react to Wen Wen's words, maintaining a cool demeanor.
Wen Wen sheepishly rubbed the back of his hand and then said, "You said I could achieve assimilation. How do we do it? Do we fight?"
The black-robed figure looked at Wen Wen with disdain. Although Wen Wen couldn't see his face, he knew the figure was looking at him with contempt.
"After you leave here, you will achieve assimilation."
"That simple?" Wen Wen asked in surprise. "I heard that the assimilation realm requires a struggle for control of the body. Are you willing to hand over all of yourself so readily?"
"Assimilation... too weak!"
"If you want to contend for power with me, you are far from qualified yet."
After the black-robed figure finished speaking, Wen Wen's body began to blur. Wen Wen knew he was being expelled from this space, meaning this brief conversation had concluded.
"Wait, we've finally met. Don't you want to say anything more?"
"When you step into the Calamity domain, we will meet again..."
After Wen Wen completely disappeared, the black stone hall fell silent once more. The shadow figure remained silent for a long time, then suddenly let out a light laugh.
"To think he named my power 'Black Body'. That's truly... quite unpleasant..."