Wen Wen walked up to him, bound him with chains, and dragged him into the containment facility.
After completing all this, Wen Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
Capturing the Net-Purifying Angel meant the competition was not in vain. Moreover, the Net-Purifying Angel's divine power far surpassed that of the unicorn, making up for one of Wen Wen's shortcomings.
Next, Wen Wen walked to the unconscious Baylor. Baylor's face was contorted with fear, still lost in the power of the Landas Ghost Shadow, and he would not wake up for a while.
Wen Wen grabbed his palm, squeezed it a couple of times as if picking pig trotters, and then, after pretending to read his fortune, directly cut off his palm at the wrist, saying with great delight, "This hand is destined for me!"
If Baylor were awake, he would probably be pointing at Wen Wen's nose and cursing him. Unfortunately, he could not say anything.
After devouring the mark on Baylor's hand, the mark on Wen Wen's hand became four times its original size.
Finally, Wen Wen summoned Crosaire and pointed at Baylor's body, saying,
"Do you remember where you threw that priest in the ice block? Throw this one in the same place."
Crosaire obeyed, grabbed Baylor's body, and flew away.
Having done all this, Wen Wen looked gravely in one direction.
A man with a pleasant smile on his face was slowly walking towards them.
This man was the strongest on the side of the Glorious Church, Hesta, accompanied by the Sacred Beast.
"I just saw that kid Baylor being taken away by a fallen angel. He should have been defeated by you."
Hesta sized up Wen Wen and the other two true-order powerhouses, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
In any other place, he would not have the right to be so arrogant towards true-order powerhouses, but who could have guessed that the Sacred Beast was now under his command?
So-called true-order powerhouses were nothing but mere mortals in front of the Sacred Beast.
Being able to hunt true-order powerhouses made Hesta's flushed cheeks tremble with excitement. This might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Wen Wen scratched his head and said to Hesta, "Before we talk business, can you restrain your expression a little? It's disgusting!"
"I like disgusting others, but I don't like others disgusting me. It's enough for a pleasure-seeker like me to be happy."
Hesta shook his body back and forth before letting out a sigh of relief, his expression becoming even more obnoxious: "I like it this way. If you have the ability, come and hit me!"
He was a born killer, who loved to watch his prey's terrified expressions the most.
He reached the peak of happiness by watching originally powerful prey have their limbs severed one by one, and all their hopes destroyed bit by bit.
If it weren't for a twist of fate that led him to the Glorious Church, he might have ended up in a secret organization like the Blood of Blasphemy.
"Although everyone in the Glorious Church looks obnoxious, I admit that you are the most obnoxious one..."
Wen Wen took out a cigarette holder, took a puff, and blew out a human figure that transformed into Hesta's likeness.
This fake Hesta knelt before Wen Wen, licked Wen Wen's shoes with his tongue, and called himself "Da Sa Bi"...
Wen Wen was now quite familiar with this operation.
Upon seeing this, Hesta's flushed face instantly turned ashen.
And the change in his appearance made Wen Wen happy, revealing a sinister smile, which looked even more devilish than the previous Hesta.
Hesta's expression remained unpleasant for a few seconds before he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Go ahead and play word games. You won't have this chance in the future."
Hesta pressed the back of his hand, and a strange fluctuation emanated from him.
Although Wen Wen was arguing with him, he remained highly vigilant, as the Sacred Beast he was facing might very well be the Cicada Ancestor!
In an instant, a giant cicada appeared in the void behind Hesta.
Its massive six pairs of wings spread out, making the wings of the Net-Purifying Angel look like tiny quail wings in comparison.
A cross-like halo shone behind it, and faint, lustrous feathers slowly descended from the sky, rendering the surroundings as if in a divine kingdom.
The Landas Ghost Shadow and Xue Jiu Yi immediately became vigilant, emitting demonic powers to protect themselves.
They had never seen the Cicada Ancestor before, but they could tell that this fellow was unusual, and its power attribute had an absolute suppressing effect on them. Su Dan Novel Network.
Wen Wen's temples throbbed, and for a moment, he even considered escaping.
Although he had suspected it, the true appearance of the Cicada Ancestor still made him a little apprehensive.
He had faced the Cicada Ancestor before, but at that time, others had shielded him from the brunt of the attacks, and the Cicada Ancestor was essentially immobilized.
Now, although the Cicada Ancestor's strength had been reduced to below the calamity level, it was still a former Spirit Realm god, and its power was by no means measurable by normal true-order powerhouses.
His realm might have changed, but his knowledge and familiar combat skills would not.
Judging by his own standards, even if Wen Wen reverted to the exploration realm, he could take on ten supernaturals of the same level.
Moreover, the most important thing was that at that time, the Cicada Ancestor had no regard for him, this little mouse, but the current Cicada Ancestor...
The Cicada Ancestor's enormous eyes were fixed on Wen Wen, as if burning with flames!
The reason for its current miserable state was the schemes of the Glorious Church and the recklessness of Mai Yami.
But its greatest hatred was for that mysterious cloaked figure!
And this small-eyed human in front of it had the aura of that cloaked figure.
Moreover, the Cicada Ancestor inexplicably harbored extreme hatred towards Wen Wen, as if Wen Wen were the cloaked figure itself.
Judging by its gaze, Wen Wen knew that this Cicada Ancestor would not rest until it killed him. Wen Wen had no confidence in blocking the full force of the Cicada Ancestor's attack, and he took several deep breaths to calm himself.
Xue Jiu Yi and the Landas Ghost Shadow did not know how powerful the Cicada Ancestor was in the past, so their emotions were more stable than Wen Wen's.
Now that the Cicada Ancestor's hatred was focused on him, Wen Wen could not just leave.
Judging by Hesta's demeanor, if he couldn't catch him, Lin Zhe Yuan, Si Fumo, and others would surely not be spared. Moreover, an enraged Cicada Ancestor might vent its fury on ordinary citizens in the Summer Bamboo District.
Therefore, Wen Wen had to try to fight this behemoth. Both his duty as a containment officer and his mission as a monster hunter forbade Wen Wen from abandoning those he was supposed to protect.
Even if he had to leave, he would do so only when it was absolutely impossible to resist.
And to defeat this fellow, or even just to prevent it from causing destruction... the first step was to eliminate Hesta!
The Glorious Church's ability to mobilize the Cicada Ancestor was closely related to this Divine Blood Cup competition.
As long as Hesta was taken out, the Cicada Ancestor accompanying him might be unable to act!
While strategizing, Wen Wen intensely puffed on his colorful cigarette holder, and in a short time, more than ten figures resembling himself appeared around him...