Tihai leaped out of the window and bolted towards the edge of the old inn, disappearing once he was outside the black perimeter.
It seemed the old inn's spatial anomaly merely prevented supers and ordinary people within its bounds from interfering with each other, rather than forcibly containing supers.
After Tihai escaped, Jumo and his two companions didn't pursue him. Instead, with bloodshot eyes, they searched the entire fifth floor.
Their gazes were exceptionally fierce, and Wenwen had no doubt that if he went out now, he would have to fight these three.
Upon finding no living souls, the trio's expressions gradually cleared. They sheathed their long swords back into their spines, and all abnormal phenomena vanished.
Now, Wenwen somewhat understood why the old inn transferred people to this spatial anomaly when encountering external threats.
Without this spatial anomaly, Jumo and his companions, wielding their demonic swords, would surely have gone on a killing spree, rendering the old inn unsustainable.
After the swords disappeared, the aura of the three weakened considerably. Their skin became more wrinkled, and a streak of white appeared in their hair.
It appeared that the demonic swords boosted their power by consuming their life force.
After some thought, Wenwen issued a command to the Faceless Demon, ordering it to lead the bald man away from the old inn. Wherever they went was inconsequential; Wenwen would find them.
Then, Wenwen himself leaped down from the old inn, pursuing the direction Tihai had disappeared.
Tihai was, after all, a member of a clandestine organization. Since Wenwen had discovered him, he shouldn't let him go, and Tihai's wings particularly piqued Wenwen's interest.
As for Jumo and the others, their base was right here; where could they possibly go?
After running a considerable distance, Tihai, seeing that no one was pursuing him, slowed down.
As he walked, he snarled, grinding his teeth and cursing, "This damned red-bearded fellow, this damned old inn! I will report this to 'Jokester' Lord and have you all annihilated! Everyone will die!"
"And that damn Ghoul Beast! You dared to flee before me! If I see you again, I'll skin you alive!"
Despite his curses, Tihai felt a prickle of fear.
The demonic swords pulled from his spine would undoubtedly become a threat to the Abhorrent Whispers organization. If Redbeard successfully forged true demonic swords, Tihai, who had once attacked the old inn, might face retaliation.
Therefore, before Redbeard succeeded, he intended to rally the organization to eliminate Redbeard, nipping the danger in the bud.
As he walked, Tihai stopped. He felt a chill run down his spine.
The unease he had felt within the old inn returned, indicating that the source of his apprehension was pursuing him!
He suddenly turned around and saw a man in a black robe standing behind him – it was Wenwen, who had been chasing him.
Wenwen said coldly, "I have something I need to ask you."
Tihai's hairs stood on end. This black-robed man was on a completely different level of threat compared to Jumo and his ilk.
He spread his wings to their fullest extent, projecting a dangerous aura to intimidate Wenwen.
"Actually, the question I want to ask is about your wings. You see... I have a pair of similar wings."
As Wenwen spoke, he snapped his fingers. The first containment item he acquired, the Wings of Steel, unfurled just like Tihai's wings.
Although Tihai's wings seemed like a VIP premium version and Wenwen's like a beggar's version, the two pairs of wings shared too many similarities.
"Before I obtained these wings, they were attached to the back of an ordinary person, making that person appear like a super.
"If I hadn't known about the existence of independent Wings of Steel, I probably wouldn't have guessed that the person's abilities all stemmed from these wings, and would have just assumed the Wings of Steel were that person's power.
"Are you... perhaps the same?"
Tihai's face turned grim. He didn't want to answer Wenwen. He was merely an ordinary super until, by a twist of fate, he acquired a pair of Wings of Steel, gradually becoming a super with the strength of the Mid-tier Disaster.
"Who are you, and why are you ambushing me here?"
"Tsk, it's not good to answer a question with a question..."
Wenwen chuckled and said, "But this shows you're guilty, which proves I'm right. Therefore, I need to borrow something from you."
Tihai took a step back, spread his Wings of Steel, and assumed a fighting stance.
"What do you want to borrow?"
"Heh, your wings, of course."
Wenwen's Wings of Steel transformed into a chained blade, ferociously attacking Tihai. Tihai could only grit his teeth and defend himself.
As the two similar pairs of wings clashed, Wenwen's were repelled almost immediately. Helpless, Wenwen released several black chains to block Tihai's wings.
As wings, Tihai's Wings of Steel were far superior. Even when extended to over twenty meters, they maintained their shape and exerted powerful force.
However, their collision revealed to Wenwen that the Wings of Steel did indeed have a connection with Tihai's wings; they yearned to be together!
Perhaps these two wings could merge and become stronger!
After verifying this, Wenwen retracted his Wings of Steel. He didn't want them destroyed by Tihai before the fusion.
He then began to circle Tihai, moving at an incredibly fast pace, creating countless afterimages around him.
Tihai's strength was only at the Mid-tier Disaster level, while Wenwen's was firmly at the High-tier Disaster. Even without the assistance of the Wings of Steel, subduing him would be relatively easy.
Wenwen had observed that the sharpness and intelligence of Tihai's wings were not on the same level as his Wings of Steel. Therefore, a direct close-quarters attack with Shark Fighters would surely result in a disadvantage.
The best way to deal with him was through ranged suppression, and Wenwen's best ranged suppression method was throwing spears!
Over a dozen golden spears materialized in the air and were hurled at Tihai from all directions, one by one.
The power of the spears primarily depended on the physical strength of the thrower, and Wenwen, having inherited the physical prowess of Shark Fighters, possessed monstrous physical strength.
The first spear struck the Wings of Steel with a piercing shriek. The ground beneath Tihai's feet sank slightly, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, though he managed to block it.
But Wenwen didn't just have one spear; he had dozens!
Wenwen continuously moved at high speed, attacking Tihai from all angles, while Tihai could only passively defend. If he dared to spread his wings and make any other move now, he would undoubtedly be shot dead by Wenwen.
The continuous assault caused Tihai to bleed from all seven orifices. What made him most despairing was that Wenwen's attacks weren't limited to just spears.
Blazing flames, freezing ice, bombs, Gatling guns...
Alternating between heat and cold, a barrage of complex attacks bombarded him for a full five minutes before Wenwen stopped. By then, Tihai inside had lost consciousness.