Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 724 - 714 Suspected Angel

Chapter 724: Chapter 714 Suspected Angel

Noticing the strange movements of the two Leles, Wen Wen did not hesitate to teleport outside the bedroom.

Then he saw that the bodies of both Leles on and under the bed stretched simultaneously, quickly covering the area where Wen Wen had just been standing.

Only then did Wen Wen realize that the creature, now standing, was two meters tall, with the upper body of one Lele and the lower body of a tall, stretched other Lele.

The ground was topped with the head of one Lele, which looked somewhat deformed, and the junction of the two Leles was a wrinkled ball of flesh.

There was a hole in the bed; that’s how the two Leles appeared both above and below it at the same time.

Seeing the monster reveal its shape, Wen Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Not daring to act rashly before while it crawled on the bed, Wen Wen couldn’t grasp any intel.

But now that the thing had chosen to confront Wen Wen head-on, he could deal with it accordingly.

"Its pouncing motion was very fast earlier, but I can dodge it even without teleporting. This form doesn’t seem strong, but I need to be wary of it using some bizarre abilities."

"Also, the thing outside, judging from its aura, seems like that clump of hair I encountered before. How could it be here?"

As Wen Wen pondered, the two Leles standing one atop the other began to change again, as their skin started to stretch and merge, ultimately forming the body of a soft adult.

This was a human skin!

Wen Wen’s eyes shifted slightly, observing the creature in all directions through a mirror behind the skin.

Right now, he still had to focus on dealing with this guy, given that it was right in front of Wen Wen.

It only had the outer layer of skin, with nothing inside, relying solely on the skin’s strength to hold itself up, seeming like a gust of wind could blow it over.

The scalp, facial features, and the positions of fingers and toes were all empty, and there were eight long wounds on its back. Sticking out of the emptiness in the cranial area was a walnut-sized piece of white matter, probably a small piece of the brain.

Seeing that small piece of the brain, Wen Wen began to understand the previous weird actions of this skin.

Different parts of the brain have different functions. It was because of that small piece of brain that the behaviors of this skin were different from other parts.

Beyond that, Wen Wen had a greater revelation; he seemed to have guessed the identity of those parts!

This skin was pure and flawless, not something a typical human could possess. Its body bore characteristics of both men and women, plus those eight wounds on its back...

The owner of those parts could be an angel!

And not just any angel, but one with four pairs of wings, eight wings in total!

What puzzled Wen Wen, however, was the fact that although some angels behave even worse than the average monster, at least angels are positive energy beings.

Yet this creature exuded an aura of extreme evil, filthier than what even those demons would emit.

Of course, Wen Wen had not personally seen a Catastrophe Level demon before, so he had no basis for comparison.

After the skin solidified, it immediately floated towards Wen Wen, who fired a black beam of light at it. However, the energy cannon sank into the skin and slowly disappeared.

"Absorption?"

Wen Wen’s brow furrowed, and he directly broke through the window and jumped out.

Inside the residential building, he couldn’t use his more powerful abilities as people lived above and below him, and there was a high risk of collateral damage.

But the skin, seemingly fixed on Wen Wen, also drifted up and followed him.

...

In the night, two figures wearing black coats and black hats quietly moved through the streets and alleys.

One was a stout figure wearing a pointy-angled gas mask, the other a slender woman with silver rimless glasses.

In the man’s hand, a tray engraved with runes was held, faintly emanating a filthy aura being drawn in from the air.

The woman smiled at the man and said, "Mr. X, this container is almost full, change to a new one in a while."

"This entire city is filled with a wondrous aura of corruption, if a blood sacrifice were held here..."

Mr. X scolded sternly, "The Corrupt Blood only allowed us to collect the Power of the Fallen here, and we should focus on finding some Corrupted Fragments. We mustn’t do anything unnecessary."

The woman seemed indifferent, for if she wished to conduct a blood sacrifice, she could just proceed without needing the man’s consent.

Both of them hailed from the Secret Organization Profane Blood, which hadn’t been active for a long time since it suffered a severe setback.

This time, the Corrupt Blood unexpectedly received information that a vast amount of the Power of the Fallen existed here, which led them to dispatch members for collection.

Currently, in Xihong City, there were at least ten superpower users from the Profane Blood of Assimilation Realm, and also several dozens of Secret Organization members who had not yet reached the Assimilation Realm.

The city was filled with power tainted with sacrilege, which greatly benefitted the superpower users of Profane Blood. They couldn’t create such an environment even if they paid a great price normally.

Those specially crafted trays could absorb the corrupt power from the air.

In a sense, if the Profane Blood weren’t aggressively scouring this power, the situation in Xihong City would be even worse than what was currently observed.

However, the fact that they were collecting this power only meant it would eventually be used to harm others, hence gratitude towards them was unnecessary.

Although they had already collected several containers of the Power of the Fallen, Mr. X and the woman were still unsatisfied. After all, ordinary members of the organization could have done the same for collection.

The goal of these superpower users of Assimilation Realm was the corrupt flesh and blood specifically requested by the Corrupt Blood!

Such substance could continually produce the Power of the Fallen, and that was truly the treasure most needed by Profane Blood.

Suddenly, Mr. X grabbed the woman. She was about to retort when she saw a youth dressed in black climbing up a building like a monster, seeming to be spying on something.

"That’s a Demon Hunter, and a high-ranking one at that. The two of us are no match for him."

Mr. X wanted to leave the area with the woman swiftly. They were strictly ordered by the Corrupt Blood not to provoke a Demon Hunter unless necessary.

At least till the organization recovered, they must avoid antagonizing Demon Hunters to prevent bringing a second blow to the organization.

But just then, the woman’s eyes gleamed as she tugged at Mr. X, pointing at a sewer manhole cover.

The cover was lifted by a tuft of black hair, and then an eye peeked out, stealthily watching the Demon Hunter on the building’s roof!

Mr. Xi suddenly became excited, "This utmost pure Power of the Fallen, no mistake, M, this is a Corrupted Fragment!"

The Corrupt Blood had described the Corrupted Fragments as treasures that could rapidly enhance their strength, so the sight of it immediately kindled their desires.

Yet, the Demon Hunter above had not left. Any action by them now would certainly alert him, so they had to restrain their impulse and quietly made their way to the top of a nearby building.

From there, they were far enough from the Demon Hunter and could still see the Corrupted Fragment.

Only after they saw the Demon Hunter enter a room did Mr. X stretch out his hand towards the eye that had popped out, releasing a powerful suction force from his hand.

The eye and the hair below it were all wrenched out by this suction force. It tried to hold onto nearby objects with countless strands of hair to resist the suction force.

But soon, a pale green beam of light flashed by, cutting through everything it had grasped.

With nothing left to cling to, it could no longer resist the suction force and was directly pulled up to the rooftop of the building.

After landing, the one-eyed creature swept its gaze over the faces of Mr. X and Madam M, emitting a frighteningly fierce aura.

"...Have you... seen my things?"