Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 865: Wen Li Ascends to Heaven

Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Wen Li Ascends to Heaven

Boom! Bang!

As soon as the words were spoken, both Wen Wen and Wen Li vanished simultaneously, then collided fiercely with each other. Though the might was not as intense as the earlier battle between Vlad and Wen Li, it was even more captivating.

Wen Li glowed as crimson as a luminous tomato, while Wen Wen radiated a healthy green. The two were engaged in a back-and-forth exchange, casting reflections throughout the mental hospital, making it look like a cheap karaoke bar.

The Demon Hunters outside looked at each other, and retreated a distance further, unsure of the chaos transpiring inside.

With Nivea’s augmentation, Wen Wen and Wen Li were evenly matched, neither able to inflict effective damage on the other.

It seemed less like a battle, more like a duet dance.

Before this fight, they were already incredibly familiar with each other, having fought countless times in the space of consciousness.

The passage of time in the space of consciousness was much slower than in the outside world. During Wen Li’s occupation of Wen Wen’s body, the two were constantly sparring, deepening their understanding of each other.

Yet this all-out battle in reality was exhilarating to behold.

The Sword of Intent and Crimson Force collided, chaotic strength etched scars across the mental hospital, with their figures repeatedly disappearing and reappearing as immense sounds emanated from all directions.

As the fight gradually reached a stalemate, it became more spectacular but more ruthless as well.

Wounds accumulated on their bodies, and Wen Li gradually fell into a disadvantage.

It wasn’t that Wen Wen was significantly stronger than Wen Li, rather that Wen Li’s time was nearing its end.

A glaring sword light flashed, severing Wen Li’s Energy Chains completely. A deep wound appeared on Wen Li’s chest.

The battle spirit in Wen Li’s eyes faded, and he collapsed to the ground like a rag.

Wen Wen stood beside Wen Li, looking down at him wordlessly.

Black smoke-like energy seeped from his body, so even without finishing him off, Wen Li wouldn’t last much longer.

"Ha, ha... So this is what it feels like to be on the brink of death."

The madness in Wen Li’s eyes vanished completely, and his gaze softened considerably as he looked at Wen Wen.

He had separated from Wen Wen’s body, regarding Wen Wen as an enemy, harboring a twisted affection for him.

"Thank you for not fleeing at the end; dying this way isn’t bad."

Wen Li was proud; he didn’t look down on anyone else except Wen Wen. Even in death, he didn’t want to fall at others’ hands.

He knew Wen Wen had no real reason to engage in this final battle with him; he could just watch coldly from the side as he met his inevitable death. Hence, this final fight was deemed an act of charity towards Wen Li.

"I don’t want to die at others’ hands. I suppose you wouldn’t tolerate my death either..."

"Don’t overthink, mate."

Wen Wen, who had been silently listening to Wen Li’s final words, suddenly interrupted his deathbed speech.

Wen Wen grinned nastily, more terrifying than Wen Li at his worst.

Then, he took out the specially modified...

Skyrocket Missile!

"I wanted to personally deal with you to fulfill my promise!"

"Once I’ve captured you, I’ll shove a skyrocket up your butt, sending you flying into the sky to explode!"

Wen Li paused for two seconds: "You call this thing a skyrocket... Ha, haha, well, at least this way of dying isn’t as boring."

Then Wen Li was violently mounted onto the specially crafted skyrocket by Wen Wen, as Wang Duobao, Wu Liugen, and others winced at the sight.

Bear in mind, even if Wen Wen used micro-missiles from his combat jet, missiles don’t come in sizes too small...

In summary, the scene was gruesome.

Wen Li, under the watchful eyes of a few, flew straight into the air, soaring to the asylum’s ceiling several times its original height, then his eyes widened to their largest size ever, before exploding fiercely.

In the aftermath of the smoke, Wen Li’s corpse fell from the sky, eyes glaring furiously, devoid of life.

Yet his body wasn’t destroyed by the missile; with his body strength, it was akin to an ordinary person stuffing a firecracker.

Wen Wen sighed slightly, feeling a touch of compassion at the end, but seeing Wen Li partake in the "when a man is about to die, his words are kind" moment decided this would be his method of departure.

Because he didn’t want to remember a weakened version of Wen Li.

Once Wen Li’s aura completely vanished, Wen Wen felt thoroughly relieved.

He sensed something flowing back into his body from Wen Li, including the flesh and energy Wen Li took when he left, and the part of the Sanctuary’s powers within Wen Li!

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind, and his right hand, wearing the Catastrophe Gloves, involuntarily extended.

When the hand stopped, Wen Wen felt he was grasping an illusory object, and with a force from the Catastrophe Gloves, it completely dissipated.

In the Black Stone Palace, the Man in Black Robe shook his arm and vanished into the palace.

Just now, through Wen Wen’s body, he crushed Wen Li’s soul, which would have ended up an inconspicuous relic with the Master of Dead Silence and Empty Underworld.

The Man in Black Robe had two reasons for doing this: firstly, since the soul had seen him, he didn’t want the Supreme Overlord of the Inner World to know he was still alive in this world, as it was too dangerous.

Secondly, as long as that soul lived, Wen Wen wouldn’t be complete, and future upgrades to Catastrophe Level would be several times more challenging.

He had initially split Wen Wen and Wen Li because back then, Wen Wen was unable to resist the full soul’s contamination, but now Wen Wen’s strength was sufficient.

After the thing shattered, Wen Wen felt as if a shackle had been released, making the energy within him more active.

In that moment, Wen Wen’s own strength instantly increased by ten percent!

Don’t underestimate this ten percent; at Wen Wen’s current level, every bit of strength gained is hard-earned.

Afterward, Wen Wen looked towards Chu Wei, Wang Duobao, and Wu Liugen.

Chu Wei had just woken up, unaware of what had just transpired, while Wu Liugen and Wang Duobao had partially healed due to Nivea’s appearance.

Wen Wen hesitated for a moment. The trio had seen his secret; he couldn’t let them leave and relay the information to the Hunters Association.

Thus, he walked to the trio, took out three contracts, and handed them to them.

"All of you, sign this and join the Black Cross Organization—you’ll be one of us from now on."

"What if we refuse to sign?"

Wu Liugen leaned against the wall and asked in a deep voice. The walls of the mental hospital were dissolving, yet they could withstand a bit longer before vanishing completely.

Wen Wen remained expressionless: "I hope you all voluntarily sign the contracts, it’s beneficial for everyone; we’re friends, I don’t want to break ties."