As the Cicada Ancestor's power transformed into light, Maya Maya's absorption of this energy was accompanied by unimaginable pain. Each thread of power injected felt like hot chili water being pumped into his veins.
Chili water made from devil peppers, no less!
Yet, even with this agony, Maya Maya's robust vitality allowed him to endure it completely. These newly influxed energies did not damage his original power but would instead become a part of his body.
Upon hatching from the Cicada Ancestor's body, he would transform into an angel with ten wings, half black and half white! He would be a new life, distinct from angels and fallen angels, potentially far more powerful than initially anticipated! Thus, this pain was Maya Maya's trial to reach a higher realm, a state of painful pleasure.
The thought of future glory made Maya Maya feel that it was all worthwhile.
"Um... you seem to be in a lot of pain. I have some anesthetic here, would you like some?"
A strange voice echoed from within the Cicada Ancestor, startling both Maya Maya and the Cicada Ancestor. This place should have been occupied by only the two of them. The defensive barrier, when erected, repelled all life within a ten-kilometer radius, not even microbes could exist. How did this person get here?
Maya Maya looked up, a divine glint flashing in his eyes, and saw a man in a black robe standing beyond the fleshy wall before him. This person exuded a dangerous aura of power, proving to be a Cataclysm-level super-powered individual!
"Who are you?" the Cicada Ancestor and Maya Maya questioned simultaneously.
Wasting time discussing how Wen Wen had entered was now pointless; they were more concerned with Wen Wen's stance. If Wen Wen sided with the Cicada Ancestor, Maya Maya's gestation plan would fail. If Wen Wen sided with Maya Maya, the Cicada Ancestor would have no chance of recovery.
Wen Wen smiled shyly at Maya Maya, not answering their questions. Instead, he retrieved a massive syringe from a spatial ring on his foot. The needle was as thick as a baby's arm, and the syringe could hold almost a tank of water...
The liquid within the syringe came from a peculiar monster captured by Miao Miaomiao. This monster possessed a special constitution, and its secreted bodily fluids could induce paralysis in anyone it contacted; a single mouthful of its saliva was enough to paralyze a mid-sequence super-powered individual. Wen Wen had tied this monster up in a cell and had the containment facility's monsters extract its bodily fluids through various methods. It had taken days to collect this much, nearly to the point of shredding the monster into a pulp in a juicer. Now, the monster had none left. Wen Wen didn't expect this fluid to paralyze a Cataclysm-level creature, but even a slight effect would greatly enhance his safety.
Upon seeing the spatial ring on his foot, Maya Maya's eyes widened: "You, you're that fallen angel!"
Wen Wen gave him a shy smile and then plunged the syringe into the fleshy barrier, beginning to inject the anesthetic liquid. Maya Maya's mind cleared instantly. From the moment that little fallen angel appeared, he had been ensnared! Everything that had transpired up to this point was merely paving the way for someone else!
He immediately tried to detonate the 'bomb' he had planted within Wen Wen's body. However, this action only confirmed that Wen Wen was indeed the fallen angel from before. The hidden measures he had placed on Wen Wen revealed only faint traces; the truly lethal components had been removed. Maya Maya understood with a moment's thought that his past tactics were designed for a fallen angel, but if the opponent's true form was a Cataclysm-level powerhouse, those arrangements were nothing more than a laughable display.
"Though I don't know what you're planning, I concede. You don't need to use anesthetic; the anesthetic makes me itchy... %* "
After all the anesthetic was injected, the "Mián Yáng Tiān Shǐ" began to speak indistinctly. Firstly, the "Mián Yáng Tiān Shǐ" was still in an infant state and did not have strong resistance. Secondly, disregarding dosage when discussing toxicity was fallacious. While this anesthetic had almost no effect on Cataclysm-level beings, a sufficiently large quantity could still have a tiny effect.
Seeing Wen Wen administer anesthetic to Maya Maya first, the Cicada Ancestor felt a surge of joy, believing this person was on his side. "Once this person deals with Maya Maya, I will be completely free. With my strength then, who can...???"
Wen Wen took a deep breath. Dozens of black chains with sharp spikes emerged from his sleeves and the hem of his robe. Half of them pierced the flesh within the Cicada Ancestor's abdominal cavity, while the other half shielded Wen Wen's body. Then, Wen Wen walked to the fleshy barrier containing Maya Maya and extended his right hand, beginning to absorb the Cataclysmic energy within. Both Maya Maya's and the Cicada Ancestor's energies flowed into the containment facility through Wen Wen's palm and the chains.
At this moment, Maya Maya and the Cicada Ancestor realized that this suddenly appearing individual was not taking sides. He intended to devour them both! From the moment Maya Maya initiated hostilities against the Cicada Ancestor, they had fallen into this person's trap.
The Cicada Ancestor said solemnly, "Stop, and you can name your price."
"My body itches..." Maya Maya mumbled incoherently.
Wen Wen shook his head, an irrepressible smile on his lips, "I don't want to negotiate with you. The times have changed. Even without me, your fate would be the same. The Hunter Association is far more powerful than you imagine. Rather than letting your strength go to waste, it's better to let it benefit me. As for you old relics from two thousand years ago, it's better to rest in history. At least that way, you won't lose face."
Had Wen Wen not visited Hunter Island, he might have, like Charlie, believed that the Cicada Ancestor's power could lead to world change. But to the current Wen Wen, the Cicada Ancestor couldn't even defeat that Sky Screen Giant Whale, let alone the Hunter Association President who roamed the skies, truly protecting the world.
Feeling his power rapidly draining, the Cicada Ancestor's heart pounded. It persuaded earnestly: "You don't think you can drain us dry, do you? And my body is filled with pure faith power. After you absorb this power, you will become like me, a slave of the Genesis Church."
"My grandpa is itchy..." the "Mián Yáng Tiān Shǐ" chimed in.
Wen Wen produced a speaker, placed it nearby, and turned it on. Melodious music silenced both their words. The song playing from the speaker was "What a Wonderful Day It Is Today"...