After discussing the matter of the power barrier with the tadpole, two hours had passed, and the situation with the Shining Angel should also be concluded.
Wen Wen came to the cell door and snapped his fingers. The dark curtain covering the cell vanished, and Wen Wen and everyone from the disaster area could see the scene inside clearly.
The Shining Angel was still chained up, but it had lost its former pride. Its feathers and hair were dull, and the faint glow on its body had disappeared.
Its face was filled with despair and fear, imagining the profound shadow cast upon it by being ravaged by a low-level demon.
Seeing Wen Wen enter, its eyes immediately lit up, as it meant the torture inflicted upon it had ended.
Wen Wen nodded with satisfaction. It seemed his strategy of using demons to punish angels was very effective. After all, this guy had been riddled with holes by Wen Wen's Buddha Gatling and hadn't shown any fear.
In the future, if any demons were disobedient, he would have the Shining Angel 'educate' them.
Rodney knelt down, looking fawningly at Wen Wen. He felt he had done his best to torment the Shining Angel into submission, and now it was time to curry favor with Wen Wen.
When it came to hedging their bets and currying favor, every demon was an expert.
"Now, are you willing to obey my commands?" Wen Wen grabbed the Shining Angel's hair, lifting its head and narrowing his eyes as he spoke.
The Shining Angel remained silent for a long time and then said, "If you let me kill that demon, I will be willing!"
Wen Wen stroked his chin. "It seems you're still not convinced. Then, let's add another two hours."
"Wait, wait!"
The Shining Angel's face was filled with deep humiliation. This was perhaps the most vivid expression it had made in a thousand years. It gritted out three words through its teeth: "I am willing!"
"There, there, good boy."
Wen Wen let go of its hair, then tidied it up a bit before gracefully leaving the cell.
After Wen Wen and Rodney left, the Shining Angel began to weep silently. It knew that from the moment it agreed to Wen Wen's terms, it was no longer a proud angel.
Angels, who were sexless, were stronger than the most robust men when they were powerful, but also as fragile as heartbroken women when they were weak.
Witnessing the miserable state of the Shining Angel, the Fear Hand Demon and the Faceless Demon were secretly delighted even though they were trapped in their cells. However, other monsters who had been imprisoned with the Shining Angel for a while felt a sense of shared misfortune.
They all resolved in their hearts not to defy Wen Wen's commands, otherwise, the pain would be the least of their punishments. Who knew what kind of anti-monster methods this pervert would use to torment them.
After making the Shining Angel completely compliant, Wen Wen continued his investigation into Wen Rui's affairs.
Wen Wen visited all the places where Wen Rui had studied, worked, and lived from his birth until his feigned death.
When he compiled all the clues, he discovered that the father he had always admired and his real father were two completely different people.
If it were a cursory investigation, Wen Wen would have thought that this person named Wen Rui was exactly like the father in his memories.
However, with professional analysis and meticulous, in-depth investigation, it was found that Wen Rui's life journey was always accompanied by a large number of insane and twisted cases.
At first glance, these cases seemed unrelated to Wen Rui, with him merely being a bystander. Yet, each case intersected with his life, which was terrifying.
The victims of those cases might have deserved punishment, but the methods of punishment were too cruel and inhumane.
It was likely that the darkness in the hearts of the perpetrators was far greater than Wen Wen's!
However, Wen Rui's life was not entirely filled with bloodshed. Before he got married, he had a six-month trip. After the trip ended, the frequency of those bloody incidents suddenly decreased, and Wen Rui married Wen Wen's mother and had a child...
Wen Wen's next investigative target was to find out what exactly happened during that six-month trip.
...
"Dr. Wen, I have good news for you. Your son has discovered that you are not dead," a woman dressed in a sailor suit, resembling a youthful schoolgirl, whispered into a man's ear while leaning behind him.
The man, wearing thick glasses and a scholar's gown, exuding an air of scholarship, pushed up his glasses and said expressionlessly, "What good news is that? It's just trouble."
This man was none other than Wen Wen's missing father, Wen Rui!
"Aren't you curious if he can find you?" the woman asked, moving in front of the man.
Wen Rui picked up a thick book and lightly tapped the woman's head with it. "What if he finds me? What if he doesn't? From the day I arranged my 'death,' I severed ties with everything in the past and dedicated myself to knowledge and wisdom."
"If that's the case, then why are you paying attention to his movements?"
The man smiled elegantly and said, "It's simply because some interesting things have happened to him. He once possessed the same talent as me, but that talent was extinguished by my own hands. I am very curious why he has become a super-powered individual again."
"Extinguished by your own hands?" The woman covered her mouth and said, "To have a father like you, that child is truly pitiful. But the talent you speak of is..."
"It's what you're thinking, but he cannot extract power from madness as I can."
Wen Rui looked up at the elaborately decorated ceiling, his eyes filled with complexity.
Extinguishing Wen Wen's talent was both cruel and merciful, for only he knew the consequences that power would bring.
But when Wen Wen returned to Lugang City, he was surprised to find that Wen Wen had become a demon hunter and was not weak.
Where did the power within him come from? Logically, Wen Wen should have remained a somewhat deranged ordinary detective his entire life.
This inexplicable power piqued Wen Rui's curiosity, and he decided to thoroughly investigate the source of Wen Wen's power.
For Wen Rui, nothing was more important than unraveling mysteries. If anything stood in opposition to a question, it simply needed to be swept aside.
He opened the bronze-covered book in his hand. The pages were made of somewhat irregular parchment, inscribed with characters unknown to the real world.
Foreign Script!
Upon opening the book, Wen Rui began to read.
"To the Lord of Knowledge and Wisdom, Mysteries and Rules, the omniscient and omnipotent God who created the principles of the universe..."
As Wen Rui recited, countless strange, tadpole-like characters leaped from the book and entered his mind, acquiring knowledge being Wen Rui's most enjoyable time of the day.
Looking at those characters, the woman showed an envious expression. She could only remember a little of that bizarre, forbidden knowledge each time, and forcefully absorbing it would plunge her into endless madness. However, this man before her seemed to have no difficulty reciting this knowledge.
In just a few years, he had surpassed her own hundred years of accumulation!