Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 765 - 755: Getting Carried Away

Chapter 765: Chapter 755: Getting Carried Away

After retrieving all the nails, Wen Wen landed on the head of the Cicada Ancestor, looking at the Crown of Thorns that had pierced into the body of the Cicada Ancestor. He hesitated for a moment but decided not to take action.

There was no doubt that the Crown of Thorns was a fine item, perhaps even higher in grade than those nails.

But it was precisely this item that had transformed the Cicada Ancestor, and Wen Wen was worried that taking it might bring unforeseen problems. He certainly did not want to unwittingly become an idiot who could only praise the creator.

So Wen Wen returned to where Maya Mi was, sliced open the flesh that had enwrapped Maya Mi with the Blood River Sword, and then wrapped her with a chain. Now, all Wen Wen needed to do was to will it, and he could take Maya Mi into the Sanctuary.

After all preparations were made, Wen Wen’s mind settled, and he continued to absorb the strength from Maya Mi.

The reason Wen Wen first went out to contain the nails and then made arrangements for Maya Mi

was because once the Cicada Ancestor’s realm fell below Catastrophe Level, or once he took Maya Mi away, the energy shield outside would instantly vanish.

Then, for every second Wen Wen stayed there, he could have been dismembered by Charlie.

If Charlie was not outside, Wen Wen could naturally take his time to completely drain the power and then capture it into the Sanctuary. But with Charlie lurking outside with eagerness, catching the Cicada Ancestor into the Sanctuary was impossible.

Therefore, to maximize benefits, Wen Wen planned to first take every advantage he could get, and at the instant the Cicada Ancestor’s realm fell, he would take Maya Mi into the Sanctuary, while simultaneously returning there himself.

After the plan was set, Wen Wen deliberately reduced the power of his absorption, closely monitoring the state of the Cicada Ancestor while continuing to absorb.

After half a day, those wings that had already turned phantom finally vanished into the air.

Wen Wen’s eyes lit up, and with a fierce tug, the infant Maya Mi was pulled into the Sanctuary, followed by his own entry into a black Light Gate.

As he left, Wen Wen also used the Fantasy Colored Mouthpiece to leave behind a black humanoid smoke figure whose gesture was waving goodbye.

Just two to three seconds later, Charlie stood inside the abdomen of the Cicada Ancestor, crushing the waving smoke figure with a wave of his hand, looking at the destroyed abdomen of the Cicada Ancestor with a pitch-black face.

How could the Cicada Ancestor, which had been fine just a few days ago, have turned into this sorry state?

What he wanted was a Cicada Ancestor that surpassed the ordinary Catastrophe Level, not a large insect that only had the strength of True Order!

Suddenly, Charlie felt that something was off. What was that pile of stuff inside the stomach of the Cicada Ancestor? Why was there a string burning? Why were there rats in there...

"It’s a bomb!"

Charlie’s eyes suddenly widened as, in the next second, several cubic meters of explosives detonated, causing flames to burst out of every opening on the Cicada Ancestor’s body.

"Damn it, already Catastrophe Level and still playing with these petty tricks," Charlie mused, unharmed, standing within the Cicada Ancestor’s abdomen, both angry and amused.

Just plain explosives wouldn’t even scratch a Catastrophe-Level Expert, let alone cause any damage to the Cicada Ancestor at its current state. Perhaps the other party left a pile of bombs just to be disgusting.

But Charlie soon paused, sensing the presence of Catastrophe Energy in several places, on the verge of erupting.

"It’s those rats, the bomb was to distract from the rats!"

The bodies of several Puppet Rats suddenly burst open, and dark energy pierced through the weakened body of the Cicada Ancestor, coalescing into a huge Black Cross of energy in the sky above.

The size of this Cross was identical to the one that had bound the Cicada Ancestor, and if left unchecked, it could stand there for a long time without dissipating.

With a faint glow of white light escaping, an unscathed Charlie sighed deeply.

"It seems that he left those rats to declare victory..."

"Although Black Cross did indeed win decisively this time, making such a Cross is ultimately rather petty."

"In the end, he’s nothing more than a scheming little person. I won’t give him another chance..."

If Charlie had been victorious, he probably would have created something similar to flaunt as a divine sign; his current words stemmed purely from sour grapes...

Stimulated by the black cross, Cicada Ancestor finally awoke, but its strength, which had already declined to the True Order level, was further bombarded by the Catastrophe Energy within its body. Now it had reached only the standard of someone who just entered the True Order Realm.

If it sustained more serious injuries now, perhaps it would kick the bucket right then and there.

Feeling its power plummet, Cicada Ancestor was overcome with sadness, and tears flowed like floodgates flung open.

Charlie observed Cicada Ancestor’s pathetic state and felt like killing this sorry creature with a slap.

But after hesitating for a long time, Charlie still lowered his hand; Glory Church had already lost too much this time, and he couldn’t afford to kill a True Order Realm Holy Beast in a fit of rage...

Look on the bright side, Cicada Ancestor was once an entity that surpassed ordinary Catastrophes. Given enough time and feed, maybe it could return to Catastrophe Level strength.

But who knew how much time that would take.

...

While the people of Glory Church were heaving sighs of despair, Wen Wen had already triumphantly returned. This could be considered his greatest victory since becoming a Containment Officer.

So, Wen Wen’s smile was extremely arrogant.

It was the kind of smile that would make children cry, passersby clutch their wallets, and women call the police.

Wen Wen was simply beside himself with pride. If you’re upset, come and bite me!

Humming a tune, he went to Red Beard’s cell and delivered the seven nails into the prison.

These iron nails could change their size at will and possessed the characteristic of suppressing whoever they pierced.

All seven nails piercing the same target could even restrain a Catastrophe-Level Expert, and a single one was enough to pose a threat to a True-order Master.

When nailed into Cicada Ancestor, each nail weighed at least tens of tons. They became lighter after shrinking, but not by much, still retaining at least ten tons of weight.

This weight wasn’t too much for Wen Wen to handle, but it still felt substantial in his hand. Throwing one of these to pierce someone would surely be satisfying.

Red Beard pounced on the nails as soon as he saw them, fondling them lovingly as if he could not part with them.

As a craftsman specialized in creating Superpower Items, he had never seen such high-quality Superpower Items in his life, nor did he think anyone would ever manufacture nails of such a high level.

With this technology and material, why not make an invincible Demon Sword?

Indeed, even now, Red Beard had an unhealthy obsession with forging a Demon Sword.

After conveying his requirements to Red Beard, Wen Wen left Red Beard’s workshop.

The place was as hot as a furnace and reeked of Red Beard’s sweat. Red Beard had so much work every day that bathing became a trivial matter compared to his tasks.

Red Beard was the best craftsman Wen Wen could find, and Wen Wen was confident he could fulfill his requirements.

If Red Beard couldn’t satisfy him...

Wen Wen had no other recourse.