Seeing Wen Wen's actions, Lu Qiyou's face instantly contorted, his features contorting into a grimace.
Lu Qiyou lunged at Wen Wen like a wild beast, grabbing him by the shoulders.
He remembered Wen Wen should have been wearing a comical Bear Man mask…
But when Wen Wen turned around, Lu Qiyou recoiled in terror, stumbling back two steps.
Wen Wen's face was no longer the grotesque Eater-of-Iron beast, but a shifting, bizarre black and white pattern that evoked a sense of extreme horror.
"Just a grunt. Don't bother me."
Wen Wen ignored Lu Qiyou, turned, untied the rope, and lowered Hong Xiaomei. As long as she wasn't hanging upside down, and her wounds were plugged with something, the minor injuries would heal quickly.
Wen Wen's movements were gentle and deliberate, his eyes fixed on the statue. He was unsure what would happen if the ritual was interrupted halfway, so he had to be extremely cautious. Sudan Novel Network.
Fortunately, the statue possessed no divine might. Once the blood was gone, it fell completely silent, saving Wen Wen some trouble.
Seeing Wen Wen's indifferent demeanor, Lu Qiyou, pushed to his limit with rage, was about to attack when Wen Wen casually snapped his fingers.
Following the snap, an infant with miniature black and white wings on its back appeared out of thin air, a pure gold pacifier in its mouth.
"Chashi Bao, this one's for you."
Lu Qiyou blinked. What kind of name was Chashi Bao?
He paid little attention to the infant-like Chashi Bao, continuing his assault on Wen Wen. His mission was to ensure the ritual proceeded normally and he could not allow Wen Wen to rescue Hong Xiaomei.
As he passed Chashi Bao, Lu Qiyou gave him a casual shove.
This push was quite forceful; even a brown bear would have been sent flying.
But Chashi Bao showed no fear. He removed the golden pacifier with his small hand, then opened his mouth wider than his entire body, transforming into a gaping maw.
Lu Qiyou, caught off guard, thrust his hand directly into the mouth, and Chashi Bao promptly bit off his entire arm.
Chashi Bao chewed a few times, then spat out the mangled flesh and blood, gagging a few times before picking out a few threads from his mouth.
This thing was just too unpalatable.
Lu Qiyou clutched his severed arm, his expression shocked. Who was this little infant?
He immediately roared, "Aren't you going to help?"
The beautiful women who had followed him now rushed towards Chashi Bao. They had been ordinary people before, but after being modified by the "Great Divine Envoys," they possessed strength beyond that of ordinary individuals.
Chashi Bao did not engage with them, instead flapping his wings and flying high into the sky.
Wen Wen was unconcerned by the battle, as Chashi Bao was bound to win.
Apart from Wen Wen himself, no one present could defeat Chashi Bao with certainty, not even the Great Divine Envoy who had yet to make an appearance!
Even Wen Wen, without the aid of the containment facility's execution chamber, could only defeat Chashi Bao, not kill him.
After all, Chashi Bao was once a fallen angel who possessed Calamity-level strength!
Chashi Bao popped the pacifier into his mouth and looked at Lu Qiyou and the other women scurrying about, scratching his little head.
These things were not tasty at all, nor were they fun.
Then… they should be made fun!
Chashi Bao extended his small hand, pointing at Lu Qiyou and the other female puppets below, preparing to attack him, and uttered two words in a milky voice:
"Permeate!"
A strange power emanated from Chashi Bao, causing Lu Qiyou and the female puppets to freeze instantly.
Thread-like protrusions emerged from the scars on their necks, then from their fingernails, navels, armpits, eyes, mouths… any orifice, any thin patch of skin on their bodies began to sprout threads.
These threads bound them into spherical masses, each less than two meters in diameter, with only their faces and the soles of their feet exposed.
Chashi Bao moved his chubby little legs rapidly, pulling out a few threads from the masses, and then carried these puppets to an open area, kicking the adventuring party around like balls.
After Chashi Bao left, three gazes filled with malice simultaneously fixed on Wen Wen—the three Divine Envoys.
Chashi Bao had been too strange and his strength unknown, so they hadn't dared to confront Wen Wen. But now that Chashi Bao was gone, they no longer had any reason to fear.
The Inspector Divine Envoy flew out like a ghost, his wide red robe unfurling to reveal a being that was a fusion of a skeleton and wandering spirits.
The people sitting by the bonfire cried out in surprise. It was the first time they had seen the true form of the Inspector Divine Envoy. How was it different from the monsters outside?
Dozens of tiny energy projectiles, condensed from chilling energies, rapidly formed before him and were launched in unison towards Wen Wen's body.
But Wen Wen didn't even flinch. A faint black energy manifested before him, blocking all the projectiles.
While the Inspector Divine Envoy's projectiles were numerous and fast, their power was too dispersed, making it easy for Wen Wen to block them.
Simultaneously, the Mighty Divine Envoy and the Scythe Divine Envoy attacked from both sides with a punch and a scythe, respectively.
The Mighty Divine Envoy's fist was as large as an iron pot and covered in sharp bone spurs. Its immense strength allowed it to easily shatter a boulder.
The Scythe Divine Envoy's scythe gleamed with a terrifying cold light, and its swings seemed capable of tearing the very air.
Wen Wen tilted his head, pushed Hong Xiaomei to the ground, then crouched low, dodging the scythe and the punch.
He then supported himself on one leg and unleashed a punch and a kick simultaneously.
His punch was the Empty Shark Fist, and his kick was the Rotating Shark Tail!
The two Divine Envoys had no time to defend themselves and were struck by Wen Wen's attacks, sent flying backward. One crashed into the Gan Zhe Temple, while the other demolished a newly built civilian house.
The Inspector Divine Envoy floated in mid-air, momentarily hesitant to attack.
Their combined attack had been so easily neutralized, and two of them were injured.
This guy was at least Intermediate… No, he was definitely an Upper Sequence or a stronger superhuman!
Wen Wen shook his hands and wrists, sighing in disappointment.
"As expected, using two techniques simultaneously weakens their power. Otherwise, I should have been able to kill them."
The Mighty Divine Envoy and the Scythe Divine Envoy emerged from the ruins, green blood and fragments of internal organs clinging to their lips.
The red robes they wore had been torn apart by Wen Wen's single strike, revealing their hideous and terrifying forms.
The Scythe Divine Envoy had a large skeletal structure, but only a layer of skin was attached to the bones. The skin was dark brown, sharp fangs protruded from its mouth, and it had very little hair on its head.
The Mighty Divine Envoy was as robust as a bull, its skin pale blue-white, covered in sharp bone spurs. Its eyes were blood red, and it possessed a gaping maw.
However, these two Divine Envoys were not in good condition. Wen Wen's attack had shattered portions of their flesh.
If it weren't for their undead bodies, which allowed them to slowly recover, those injuries alone would have halved their combat effectiveness.