Wen Wen took out a giant sword from his briefcase. This giant sword was forged by himself after he finished his call with the chairman. It had no other advantage except that it was sturdy enough.
In his philosophical state, he possessed a formidable philosophical aura. Wen Wen had tested it, and this philosophical aura could also be attached to his sword qi, greatly increasing its power.
Although the philosophical state repelled other physiques, Wen Wen’s own skills were not affected.
Wen Wen swung his greatsword. After three strikes, he carved three sword marks on the wall. Then, Wen Wen gently pushed the wall, creating a triangular exit.
Because he had calculated the location beforehand, Wen Wen appeared not far from the cell where Heng An was held.
He tiptoed towards the cell and, after turning a corner, saw an awkward scene.
Two figures were embracing each other, discussing how to escape from here.
One of them was the guard of Heng An’s cell, a man covered in long hair. The other was the wrinkled old witch who had once tormented Heng An.
As soon as Wen Wen saw them, tens of thousands of words of a story popped into his mind. He finally smacked his lips and said, “You two, this is true love!”
Seeing Wen Wen staring at them intently, the hairy man was stunned and said, “Do you want to join us too?”
He saw Wen Wen’s profoundly philosophical demeanor and assumed Wen Wen also wanted to join them.
Since Wen Wen hadn't made much noise earlier, the hairy man had no idea Wen Wen was an intruder.
“Join… alright, you are not true love, just perverts.”
With that, Wen Wen held his greatsword horizontally, pointing it at the two, his hostility evident.
Seeing Wen Wen’s unfriendly appearance, the hairy man finally realized that he hadn’t seen Wen Wen in the vicinity, meaning Wen Wen was an intruder!
He let out a low growl, his body began to twist, his black hair grew more luxuriant, his ears became pointed, and his mouth protruded forward.
He was clearly a werewolf!
The werewolf charged at Wen Wen, baring its fangs and claws. It stomped on the ground with force, leaped high, and lunged at Wen Wen, like a giant wolf hunting. However, Wen Wen felt no tension at all.
This guy was merely a disaster-level monster, on the same level as Tao Qingqing at the beginning. He couldn’t even pique Wen Wen’s interest.
He flipped his hand, raising the sword blade vertically, and then lightly flicked it. A transparent sword qi, imbued with the attribute of philosophical aura, grazed the werewolf. The werewolf’s body was directly sliced in half, flying past Wen Wen on either side.
Originally, Wen Wen had intended to capture this werewolf and bring it to the containment facility to serve as a mascot.
However, this werewolf had dared to invite him to join them. If the old witch had been a delicate witch, it would have been fine. But with a face like a bitter gourd, she still invited him to join them. This was an insult to Wen Wen.
The werewolf was easily killed, leaving the old witch stunned. She then screamed and pointed her wooden staff at Wen Wen.
Countless straws appeared out of thin air, forming a giant scarecrow that attacked Wen Wen.
Wen Wen shook his head. Perhaps the werewolf he had just killed was her lover, which was why she had lost her sanity. Otherwise, what right did a disaster-level superpowered being have to proactively attack Wen Wen?
This scarecrow was merely enormous; in Wen Wen’s eyes, it was no different from any common creature.
He took a step forward and punched the scarecrow. The giant scarecrow exploded like a balloon from the impact of his fist, scattering straw everywhere.
The scarecrow’s head fell to the ground, its mouth opening and closing, saying something unintelligible.
Seeing her support so easily destroyed, the old witch was stunned. Her anger gradually subsided, and fear surged into her heart. She suddenly realized that the man before her was far beyond her ability to contend with!
Originally, she was not a major figure within the Desecration Blood. She was only kept in the dungeon because she was ruthless and employed many tricks, making her suitable for torturing prisoners.
A few months ago, a Corrupted Blood caught a superpowered individual who possessed a special ability. According to the Corrupted Blood, they wanted to make the superpowered individual a mascot for the Desecration Blood and instructed her to try her best to win them over.
For several months, she had diligently completed her task, but Heng An was stubborn and unyielding. Moreover, she dared not truly harm the mascot designated by the Corrupted Blood.
Although she hadn't completed her mission, she had gained something else. She frequently visited this cell, and over time, she got together with the werewolf guard. Seeing the werewolf chopped up by Wen Wen, she didn’t think much of it and directly attacked.
Upon regaining her senses, the old witch turned and fled. How could she possibly fight against a monster like Wen Wen?
But she soon discovered she couldn't run. Black chains first wrapped around her waist, then coiled around her body one by one.
Finally, she was forcefully dragged to Wen Wen’s side and gradually swallowed into an unknown space.
The scarecrow's ability, Wen Wen thought, was rather interesting, so the old witch did not suffer the same fate as the werewolf.
With the guards dealt with, Wen Wen had a clear path to rescue Heng An. He swung his giant sword, effortlessly cutting through the cell door, and stood before Heng An.
“I am from the Disaster Containment Facility. I’ve come to rescue you.”
Wen Wen said in a gruff voice, a tone that suited his current appearance.
Heng An’s face lit up with joy. Ever since Wen Wen had left that day, he had harbored hope for Wen Wen.
In such an environment, even a sliver of hope would be clung to tightly.
Seeing that someone had indeed come to rescue him today further eased the burden on his heart.
Having hope and then seeing that hope disappear was the most despairing thing. Fortunately, he would not have to experience such despair.
Although confined to the cell, Heng An could still see things clearly. The Desecration Blood was in utter chaos, and it was evident that a major battle was taking place on the ground.
Wen Wen coming to rescue him at this time was likely not a ruse. And even if Wen Wen had ulterior motives towards him, what of it? It wouldn't be worse than his current situation.
At most, it would be a change of confinement, or death.
“Thank you, but I…” Heng An was about to say something when Wen Wen interrupted him.
Wen Wen directly said, “Then you’ll have to bear with it for now.”
Then, he formed his hand into a blade and lightly tapped Heng An’s shoulder. This time, he controlled his strength well, causing Heng An to roll his eyes and pass out.
Wen Wen lifted Heng An’s collar and looked. His shoulder was not red or swollen.
“That’s good. I’ve finally become proficient in knocking people out,” Wen Wen muttered to himself with some satisfaction.
He transported Heng An to the containment facility. Under the current circumstances, no place was safer than the facility.
Wen Wen had no intention of leaving immediately. He had finally reached the headquarters of the Desecration Blood, and it was in disarray with weakened defenses. If he didn’t seize some benefits here, it wouldn’t be his style.
Setting aside the matter of finding the Desecration Blood's treasures, he at least wanted to capture a couple of monsters to keep as pets.