After speaking those words, the Faceless Demon felt a sense of relief.
These were phrases he had used while serving the Pale Demon, Clary, back in the Abyss. Every demon under Clary's command could more or less utter them.
He had casually modified them for Wen Wen and felt no incongruity.
Upon hearing these words, which were almost contemptuous, Fu Yin burst into laughter. As he laughed, his black hair behind him congealed into an incredibly massive, indescribable face made of black hair.
Facing this visage, the Faceless Demon felt like a small sampan drifting on the sea, confronting a terrifying leviathan from the deep!
Seeing Fu Yin in this state, the members of the Blasphemous Blood surrounding them cheered. This was the true form of their subservient Corrupted Blood!
Fu Yin straightened his body. Now representing the Blasphemous Blood, he spoke with immense gravity, "Fear? Judgment? Are you declaring war on the Blasphemous Blood? Are you prepared..."
As Fu Yin spoke, a layer of something akin to purple-black liquid metal suddenly covered the Faceless Demon's body, encasing him.
Then, from within that liquid metal, a person identical to Fu Yin emerged!
This person also had a face made of black hair floating behind him, though this face was only two meters tall and was chibi-styled...
Fu Yin, who had been solemnly and loudly responding to the 'Black Cross' on behalf of the Blasphemous Blood, suddenly froze. He stared at the Faceless Demon, momentarily bewildered by what had happened.
The Faceless Demon timidly touched his face and gave Fu Yin an awkward smile.
The onlookers from the Blasphemous Blood fell into an eerie silence. Now that two Corrupted Bloods had appeared, they were confused about which one was the real one.
After about ten seconds, Fu Yin realized that this fellow was mimicking his appearance and abilities!
"You deserve to die, all of you deserve to die!"
Fu Yin erupted in sudden fury. The terrifying head behind him opened its massive maw and swallowed the chibi head, easily crushing it.
Countless black hairs wrapped around the Faceless Demon, constricting tightly. The Faceless Demon erected a thin defense of black hair, but it lasted less than a second before being crushed. A massive amount of black hair engulfed the area.
However, when the black hair dispersed, there was no trace of blood on the ground, clearly indicating that the Faceless Demon had been rescued...
"To come and go as they please, who are they? Why did they come? I don't care if there's a Cataclysm-level entity behind them, I want revenge, I want to kill..."
"Alas... never mind that for now, let's withdraw. We can't keep this stronghold either..."
Even though Fu Yin was enraged, he could only forcibly suppress his anger. If they delayed any longer, their people would be trapped here by the Hunter Association's main forces, suffering even greater losses.
Though Corrupted Bloods were powerful, the Hunter Association's influence was stronger!
...
"Welcome back. You are a hero. You don't have to do your assignments this week, and I can even grant you a game console." Wen Wen said with a smile to the returning Faceless Demon.
Standing on the ground of the containment facility, the Faceless Demon still felt a lingering fear. If Wen Wen had been a second slower, he would have been pierced by those black hairs.
Despite mimicking the appearance and abilities of the Corrupted Blood, he was still only at the Disaster Intermediate stage. His imitation had its limits, and in front of a Corrupted Blood, he was no different from an ant.
If it were the old Faceless Demon, he would have scoffed at Wen Wen's reward. But now, trapped in this terrifying prison, he couldn't hope for anything better.
Moreover, in the environment of the containment facility, things that could pass the time were good things, and a game console was the ultimate item for passing time.
In the disaster zone prison, only Tao Qingqing's cell was equipped with a game console. The monsters' greatest pastime lately was to watch Tao Qingqing play a game called Bloodline Blessing through the bars, sighing with regret every time she died clumsily...
"Oh right, what you said to the Corrupted Blood outside..." Wen Wen suddenly said to the Faceless Demon.
The Faceless Demon shivered, then cautiously asked, "Do you mean, those words shouldn't have been spoken?"
Wen Wen shook his head and said, "No, I mean, in the future, you should say more of those kinds of ceremonial speeches when you go on missions. If you can speak, say more."
"Understood, sir. I will handle things beautifully for you in the future." The Faceless Demon nodded and bowed subserviently, like a dog.
However, it wasn't unreasonable for the Faceless Demon to be so fawning towards Wen Wen. It was more likely for a demon to have integrity than for a gambler to suddenly find his conscience.
In the Abyss, his status was lower than Clary's dog. Wen Wen's displayed power within the containment facility was comparable to Clary's, so he had no psychological barrier to groveling before Wen Wen.
After leaving the Faceless Demon's cell, Wen Wen's expression turned cold. The attack on the Blasphemous Blood stronghold had resulted in losses exceeding Wen Wen's expectations.
When the monsters returned, even with Wen Wen's swift actions, two monsters were killed by the Corrupted Blood. Including the ghoul from before, a total of three monsters perished at the Blasphemous Blood's stronghold.
This pained Wen Wen deeply. Wen Wen had always been the one to take advantage of others; how could he tolerate being at a disadvantage this time?
Thus, Wen Wen took out a small notebook and wrote down the name of the Corrupted Blood.
When his strength was sufficient, Wen Wen vowed to find this fellow and make him repay what he owed!
On this small notebook were also the names of several others, such as Wu Wang and Wen Li, who had previously made Wen Wen suffer. As long as his strength was sufficient, Wen Wen would not let any of them go!
In reality, attacking a branch of a clandestine organization and only losing three Disaster-level monsters should have made other organizations overjoyed.
But Wen Wen was someone who considered it a loss if the gains were not maximized. Therefore, in his opinion, this operation was still a deficit.
There were both losses and gains. The first was capturing that blue strange person who could teleport, and the second was that the Faceless Demon successfully mimicked the Corrupted Blood!
The blue strange person's direct combat strength was negligible, at the bottom of the Disaster level, likely inferior even to Little Red Riding Hood.
But his abilities truly delighted Wen Wen. He possessed spatial abilities!
First, he could teleport. As long as it was within his line of sight, he could instantly reach it. With this ability, Wen Wen's mobility would become terrifyingly powerful.
No matter how fast one's speed was, how could it compare to instant arrival?
However, teleportation was imprinted on the blue strange person's physique. To use this ability, one had to switch to his physique.
But another ability of the blue strange person could be attached to a ring, and could be activated with a snap of the fingers.
That was leaving spatial markers in places he had visited. With a snap of the fingers, he could transport himself or items to the location of the spatial marker!
These spatial markers could theoretically allow instant travel to the other side of the Earth, but limited by the blue strange person's own perception, he could only transmit to markers within a hundred-mile radius at most!