Xue Jiu Yi and Landas Phantom were in no better condition than Wen Wen, perhaps even worse.
Wen Wen finally understood the helplessness荀清 (Xun Qing) and the other seven True Sequence powerhouses felt when facing the Overseer.
No, at least Xun Qing and the others had the ability to resist; their combined strength could barely match the Overseer fifty-fifty.
But Wen Wen and his two companions couldn't even find the spare energy to launch an attack at the sky.
Cicada Ancestor ignored Wen Wen's thoughts, rhythmically unleashing one attack after another.
Occasionally, an attack would deviate from its path and explode in densely populated areas, but Cicada Ancestor paid it no mind.
It only needed to deal with these three slightly stronger ants; whether other ants would be caught in the crossfire was not within its consideration.
Seeing the residential buildings casually destroyed by Cicada Ancestor, Lin Zheyuan and Ye Wen's eyes were filled with fury.
The families of the ordinary people who died in the explosions shed not a single tear, due to the influence of the Divine Blood Cup.
This was the tragedy of ordinary people in this era. Without power, they could be torn to shreds by attacks from unknown sources at any moment. Even if they miraculously survived, their memories would be wiped, as if nothing had happened.
As the battle progressed, Wen Wen gradually discovered another situation that sent a chill down his spine!
The energy blasts released by Cicada Ancestor could interfere with the operation of spatial power!
As Cicada Ancestor's power became more concentrated in this area, some of Wen Wen's spatial abilities began to malfunction.
The Cicada Ancestor of the past had hidden itself within a special alternate dimension to ensure that its immobile self would not suffer fatal attacks.
Therefore, Cicada Ancestor was intimately familiar with spatial abilities, far more so than Wen Wen, who merely utilized spatial-attribute monsters. This was precisely how it had managed to bite off one of the Wandering Hero's arms after he fled.
Furthermore, not only were spatial abilities interfered with here, but Wen Wen's connection with the Containment Facility also became sluggish.
Even speaking a word to the central administrator within the Containment Facility became intermittent.
Moreover, retrieving items from or hiding within the Containment Facility now required a one or two-second preparation time, which Cicada Ancestor would not allow.
Before the battle began, Wen Wen had planned to flee immediately if things turned sour, but that possibility had now been erased.
The Containment Facility was not yet complete, and its connection point was on the not-so-powerful Wen Wen.
Cicada Ancestor had once been a powerful Spirit Realm god and had experienced the power of the Containment Facility to its core.
Driven by hatred, Cicada Ancestor had spent several months finally achieving a degree of interference with the Containment Facility's power.
While this outcome was far from satisfactory for it, for Wen Wen, it was fatal.
It was then that Wen Wen realized that Cicada Ancestor's initial grand, sweeping attack was not meant to display its power!
It was intended to create an environment that interfered with Wen Wen, after which it would slowly deal with Wen Wen and the others.
Suddenly, Cicada Ancestor's movements paused, and the floating energy spheres around it did not immediately attack.
"Could its power be insufficient? The previous attacks were indeed enough to completely drain the strength of a True Sequence, but it is Cicada Ancestor."
Wen Wen did not relax; instead, he became even more vigilant.
As expected, Cicada Ancestor's six wings flapped vigorously, shimmering faintly. Several of its feathers, like giant blades, flew towards the three of them.
This was a move that every angel possessed, but when wielded by Cicada Ancestor, its power was outrageously immense.
Each feather was more potent than a missile. Wen Wen, exerting all his strength, could barely block them. Landas Phantom was torn asunder, and Xue Jiu Yi had a large chunk of flesh ripped from his body.
But Cicada Ancestor's assault was far from over. Without Wen Wen realizing it, it had descended close to the ground. The maw at the end of its tail opened, ferociously lunging at Wen Wen.
Within that maw were densely packed spiral teeth, enough to make one's scalp crawl.
Wen Wen reacted a fraction of a second too late, losing most of his clothes and a piece of flesh from his shoulder. If Wen Wen hadn't been wearing his magical swim trunks, he would have been exposed.
He quickly ran in circles, while Cicada Ancestor pursued him with even greater speed, its ferocious maw opening and closing as if it could devour everything in the world.
Despite Cicada Ancestor's massive size, its agility was no less than Wen Wen's. If Xue Jiu Yi and Landas Phantom hadn't been using their abilities to create openings for Wen Wen, he would have been bitten long ago.
However, what puzzled Wen Wen was where this mouth came from.
Did it not just have a large abdomen? Even if there was a mouth at the end of its abdomen, it had been destroyed by Maiyammi's attack.
Wait, could it be…
This large mouth was formed from the very hole that Maiyammi had made?
The thought of this possibility made Wen Wen's scalp tingle; he would rather die than be swallowed by this mouth.
As Wen Wen and Cicada Ancestor chased each other, a sudden explosion was heard. Cicada Ancestor, who had been pursuing Wen Wen, was sent flying hundreds of meters by a powerful force, crashing heavily onto the ground.
A massive volume of water poured down from the sky, as if it had rained heavily in the vicinity. In the light, it coalesced into a rainbow.
Cicada Ancestor rose from the ground unscathed. It had not sustained any damage, only anger.
A water projectile, roughly the size of its own body, had just struck it, sending it flying.
Wen Wen looked in the direction from which the water projectile had come and saw Sifolmo striking a pose.
Ignoring Sifolmo, Wen Wen then saw, floating behind him, a snow-white Flood Dragon with blue whiskers and crystal-like dragon horns!
The scales on this Flood Dragon were as white and lustrous as jade, exceptionally beautiful.
Comparing his mount, the Ghost Dragon, with this white dragon, Wen Wen immediately felt disdain for the imposing Ghost Dragon.
This white Flood Dragon held a giant cigarette between its claws and regarded Cicada Ancestor with a slightly roguish air.
It was Sifolmo's trump card, a protective charm gifted by President Ye Haimo, a powerful True Sequence white dragon!
Ye Haimo was referred to as Duke Ye by the psychics of the Greater Washington Area, and his codename in the Hunter Association was "Dragon Tamer"!
He raised several Flood Dragons of different attributes, each possessing True Sequence level combat capabilities, and each dragon had a very distinct personality.
For example, the white dragon liked to smoke, the fire dragon liked to eat coal, and the mirage dragon liked to watch colored "videos"…
Sifolmo dared to handle the Divine Blood Cup incident alone, and the white dragon accompanying him temporarily was his greatest trump card!