Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 786 Blood Mark

Chapter 786: Chapter 786 Blood Mark

Xia Weiyi, at the lowest point of his life, seemed to have found redemption after being chosen by the "Deity."

He had never considered the possibility that Lofvis might be deceiving him; since this was his only hope, he dared not entertain that thought.

Thus, he became obsessed with bringing about the descent of Lofvis, using the knowledge from the Rune Book to twist Ning Zhewan into a monster, and planning the entire Arbiter video from start to finish.

This was his salvation, but it was also his revenge; in the depths of his heart, he wished for those seven thousand people to die, for them to become the nourishment that would bring the Deity into this world.

For that purpose, he was willing to sacrifice everything, including himself.

If the ritual had been completed step by step, maintaining the connection between the Rune Book and Lofvis, the descent of Lofvis would have been rapid, and no one could have stopped him.

But now, Xia Weiyi had been captured by Wen Wen, and Ning Zhewan, who was in a crucial position for the ritual, had already wavered. Therefore, Xia Weiyi must start the ritual now, because if he didn’t, there would be no chance left.

Although he hadn’t methodically killed those four thousand-plus people, which caused some flaws in the ritual, he had already imprinted the marks on those hands by repeatedly watching the video.

Even by activating it prematurely, those people could not escape; his revenge would still succeed, and it would be even more sensational!

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The chattering bats flitted chaotically above the warehouse, seemingly protecting the dozen or so people below.

The factory’s electrical circuits had long been completely destroyed due to multiple short circuits, but there was no worry about darkness here, as the roof of the factory had collapsed, letting the cool moonlight spill inside.

The occasional steel bar fell from the roof, but they were all blocked by those little bats.

Tao Qingqing controlled the protective force well, in the midst of a series of severe accidents, there were still seventeen living people in the factory, and Cai Wenshang was among them.

The accidents first targeted Cai Wenshang, but after the initial attack failed, there were no further targeted attacks against him.

This indicated that, although the accidents were bound by rules, they were ultimately controlled by resentment, and the earlier notion by Wen Wen to disrupt the sequence was futile.

But it was precisely because of that resentment that Cai Wenshang, after surviving one attack, encountered no more. His apologies, influenced by the bone sheets, were the most sincere, and the resentment could feel Cai Wenshang’s intentions, so it would spare him as much as possible within the rules.

If things continued this way, by the time Wen Wen resolved the situation, there should be at least twelve or thirteen survivors, and those who followed could rest easy.

But suddenly, the black hourglass marks on the hands of the seventeen voters all turned blood red!

These blood-red marks slowly absorbed the voters’ flesh and blood, causing them to roll around on the floor holding their hands, while the factory was filled with their cries,

and the continuous minor accidents also came to a halt at this moment.

Because accidents were no longer needed.

Tao Qingqing caught one of the voters and realized that at this pace, they would all be drained dry within about five hours.

So, she didn’t waste any time and communicated what had happened here to Wen Wen through the chain...

Ning Zhewan ran swiftly through the city and only stopped when he reached the city’s outskirts; he would wait here for the battle between Wen Wen and Xia Weiyi to end.

The previous attempt by Xia Weiyi to erase his memory had caused Ning Zhewan to break out in a cold sweat. God knows how many times Xia Weiyi had done such a thing.

In his memory, his life was hanging by a thread, which caused him great confusion about life. He began to despair about the world, so he actively sought out Xia Weiyi, wanting to do something right before he died.

The whole process went incredibly smoothly, and he had almost completely accepted Xia Weiyi’s explanation.

But upon closer thought, was the truth really as such?

In the process, might there have been several times he felt Xia Weiyi’s plan was unsound, but his will was forcibly twisted by Xia Weiyi?

The mere thought of that possibility made Ning Zhewan break out in a cold sweat.

After some hesitation, blue-green Qi continuously flowed into his right hand, where there was also a black mark imprinted by Xia Weiyi when they were working together.

It was because of this mark that Ning Zhewan had the ability to move between voters, but it was also because of this mark that no matter how far he ran, he was still in the palm of Xia Weiyi’s hand.

He could not place all his hopes on Wen Wen, so he had to rid himself of this mark!

The blue-green energy surged into his right hand, rapidly corroding the mark, and when the mark finally disappeared, Ning Zhewan’s arm exploded completely.

Looking at the flesh and blood scattered all around, Ning Zhewan laughed. Although he had lost an arm, he had finally freed himself from Xia Weiyi’s grip...

But soon, Ning Zhewan’s expression froze, as all the faces on his body cried with their eyes closed, shedding tears of blood. When they all opened their eyes, Ning Zhewan saw that in each eye on his body there was a red hourglass mark!

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As Wen Wen slowly approached, Lofvis’s Rune Book began its rebellion.

Its size grew larger and larger, and a myriad of runes coalesced from thin air, with waves of attacks incessantly assailing Wen Wen.

These attacks couldn’t be simply blocked by the Catastrophe Gloves, so Wen Wen kept dodging and moving quickly, greatly slowing his approach.

However, in Wen Wen’s eyes, this was nothing more than a futile struggle.

Most of the Rune Book’s strength was being used to summon Lofvis, so the attacks it could muster weren’t very strong—indeed, they were even weaker than when the book was in Xia Weiyi’s hands.

This level of resistance merely provided Wen Wen with a greater sense of achievement when enjoying the final result.

Compared to directly reaping the fruits, many men still preferred a bit of complication in the process, as long as it wasn’t so twisted as to be insurmountable.

Suddenly Wen Wen frowned; there was a slight pain on the back of his hand, and the black mark turned into a red hourglass mark.

The energy within his body began to drain rapidly—at this rate, in no more than five hours, the blood-red mark would drain him dry.

Simultaneously, around Lofvis’s Rune Book, countless small red hourglass marks began to appear, ceaselessly providing energy to the Rune Book. The crack in the sky started to widen at a visible pace.

Just the Rune Book’s power alone was insufficient to summon Lofvis, which was why a ritual and a Blood Sacrifice were needed.

And the life force of those seven thousand people, along with the resentment represented by Ning Zhewan, were the nourishment needed for this ritual. When the summoning began, their life force would be absorbed by Lofvis’s Rune Book, in order to bring the Deity into the world!