Wenwen's expression turned serious. He activated the Disaster Jailer state and took out an ancient book – Lofvis's rune tome.
Within the facility, Wenwen possessed disaster-level strength, so he didn't fear being corrupted by Lofvis's will within the rune tome, allowing him to communicate with the entity on the other side.
"Hey, idiot, you there?"
In the pale forest of the inner world, Lofvis was napping on the ground. Upon hearing the message, he immediately and nimbly turned over, a hint of anger flickering in his expression.
"It's you again, you detestable fellow. Speak, what do you want this time?"
During his cultivation, Wenwen had gained a deep understanding of the rune tome and had, therefore, communicated with the 'Rune God' Lofvis on a few occasions.
Most of those communications were meaningless brawls. Wenwen merely wanted to vent his frustration by scolding a disaster-level entity that couldn't retaliate, just for the satisfaction of it.
However, amidst the verbal abuse, Wenwen had also learned of Lofvis's desires.
Lofvis desperately wanted to enter the real world, not for slaughter or conquest, but to find a place to live peacefully.
In the inner world, he was essentially a punching bag for other astral gods, and his followers were all imbeciles who couldn't keep him company, leaving him perpetually lonely. Even his verbal sparring with Wenwen was one of his few forms of entertainment.
Lofvis might sound like a disaster-level entity who yearned for peace, but Wenwen didn't believe a single word of it.
He still remembered the two times Lofvis had attempted to interfere with reality, both of which had resulted in irreparable tragedies.
However, in Wenwen's eyes, Lofvis still held some value.
Wenwen picked his nose and asked, "Idiot, you once said that if I helped you enter this world, you would be at my beck and call for a century, right?"
Lofvis was taken aback. Wasn't he here to cause trouble this time?
He hesitated and said, "Not to become your servant, but I can help you out, as long as I'm not in mortal danger..."
Wenwen continued, "And you also said you wouldn't cause any slaughter in this world, and only needed a moderately sized island as your territory, right?"
Lofvis nodded, "At least for the next hundred years, I can guarantee that, provided no one bothers me."
Wenwen said in a seductive tone, "I have some information. In a few days, a passage to this world will open within a certain gray fog."
"With the rune tome as a guide, you can use that passage to come through. However, that passage belongs to an abyss lord, and you'll have to fight him for it yourself..."
Lofvis's eyes lit up, "Where is it? Tell me quickly!"
"I can tell you, but you need to sign a contract first."
"We are separated by two realms. Let's sign the contract after I arrive. You must trust my character; I will certainly not go back on my word," Lofvis said righteously.
Wenwen spat, "Pah! Do you think I'm joking with you? I already have the contract prepared. I can project it to you through the rune tome. If you don't sign, I absolutely won't tell you!"
A phantom contract appeared in Wenwen's hand. This was a contract used for recruiting personnel for the facility. He overlaid it with his Disaster Jailer power, and the text transformed into an agreement between him and Lofvis.
Projecting this phantom contract into the inner world consumed some of Wenwen's strength. In truth, he could have also used the pages of the rune tome as contract material, but he worried that a contract of insufficient level might not bind a disaster-level entity. Sultan Novel Network.
"I will give you the location of the passage and use the rune tome as a guide at the target location to give you an opportunity to descend into this world. If you can descend through this method, you must abide by the terms of the contract."
Lofvis pondered for a moment and said, "I can sign the contract, but I have to compete with an abyss lord, and you are only providing location information and necessary guidance, which is not enough for you to act on my behalf for a century."
"Then you will act on my behalf three times. Other conditions cannot be changed. If you are not satisfied, I will find someone else. I don't think you are the only one in this world."
Wenwen held the dominant position in the negotiation, leaving Lofvis with little room to bargain. In the end, he signed his name on the contract.
Wenwen transmitted the scene he had perceived that day through the rune tome to Lofvis and then smiled.
"I wish you a smooth journey. I hope we can meet in this world."
Closing the rune tome, Wenwen let out a long sigh.
His signing of the contract with Lofvis was merely to have Lofvis distract the Pure White Lord on the other side, ideally resulting in both of them being mutually incapacitated and unable to step into reality.
The Abyss Eye had prepared extensively for this descent ritual, and it was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Stopping it would not be easy.
The terms of the contract did not place high demands on Wenwen, thus leaving him with considerable room for maneuver.
He would strive to balance the two parties, preventing both from descending.
However, if a disaster-level entity absolutely had to descend, Wenwen hoped it wouldn't be the Pure White Demon, but rather the imbecilic Lofvis. At least there was a contract to bind Lofvis.
Meanwhile, in the pale forest, Lofvis stood up.
He rummaged through the void and finally pulled out a large sack, slinging it over his shoulder.
Looking at the pale forest he had inhabited for countless years, and at the vacant-eyed believers, Lofvis felt no sorrow as he prepared to leave; instead, he was filled with a sense of excitement.
"You imbeciles, I'm finally getting rid of you!"
Lofvis's expression then became somewhat pained. He was merely an astral god and lacked the ability to traverse galaxies. Traveling to the location Wenwen had given him would require a certain cost, but he believed the price would be worth it.
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After communicating with Lofvis, Wenwen's expression turned solemn. It was now time to consider how to prevent the ritual and leave as many demons from the car manufacturing plant behind as possible.
According to the intelligence from the mole within the containment facility, there were actually two such rituals prepared.
Sihu City was the main venue, while another sub-venue was being prepared somewhere else.
The main venue was the most suitable for descent. As long as the descent ritual was completed flawlessly here without any interference, Cloris would undoubtedly be able to descend.
However, if the main venue were discovered in advance by the Hunter Association or other organizations, the ritual would be moved to the sub-venue.
The success rate of descent at the sub-venue was only fifty percent, but Wenwen did not know its location, making it impossible to intervene in time. He did not wish to gamble on that fifty percent chance.
To completely block Cloris's descent, he would have to wait for the ritual to begin at the main venue and then interrupt it midway.
This was because the moment the stardust reached the correct position was fleeting, and only at that instant could the ritual commence. After that, even if the sub-venue attempted to interrupt the ritual, it would be too late.