Ye Wen’s eyes twitched slightly. Didn’t this guy say he had a way to remove marks without injury? Why did he still need to cut off a hand?
Wen Wen lifted the ice block with one hand and tossed it to Croselle. "Go find a distant trash can and throw it away. He’s of no value anymore."
Then Wen Wen turned to Ye Wen, "Next, it’s a family affair. Don’t worry, it won’t be too bloody."
The reason Wen Wen cut off the white-robed priest’s hand was that he didn’t want Glory Church to know he had the ability to absorb marks.
Letting him go was to cover for Windsor. If Windsor was the only one to return alive, it would be too conspicuous and might arouse the suspicion of Glory Church.
Then Wen Wen squatted in front of the unconscious Li Natuo, placing his hand on Li Natuo’s hand back, where a strong suction force manifested.
The mark within Li Natuo transformed into pure energy, completely devoured by the Sanctuary. Feeling the slight increase in his strength, Wen Wen satisfiedly burped.
Seeing Li Natuo unharmed, Ye Wen sighed in relief and extended her hand to Wen Wen, who used the same method to absorb the mark inside her.
Next, Wen Wen looked at the unconscious Li Natuo, took out a bottle of oil-like potion, applying it to his wound, and then grabbed a few unopened bottles, packing them into a small bag and stuffing it into Li Natuo’s hand.
Under the effect of the Other Shore Flower Potion, Li Natuo, though still unconscious, was clearly recovering. At least he didn’t look like he could die at any time.
Watching Wen Wen’s actions, Ye Wen smiled slightly.
Not that this Mystic Detective seems like a good person, but he’s actually quite warm-hearted.
But then she saw Wen Wen taking out pen and paper and writing crookedly on it.
’You’re severely injured and on the brink of death, I used five bottles of Other Shore Flower Potion to save you.’
’Another five bottles could be used to consolidate your injuries or save for future emergencies.’
Note: Each bottle of Other Shore Flower Potion sells for 500 Demon Hunting Coins, fair to both the young and old, ten bottles for five thousand Demon Hunting Coins, remember to pay into my account when you wake up.
Mystic Detective left...
Ye Wen was stunned: "You’re going to scam him ? You clearly only used one bottle of potion..."
Wen Wen turned to Ye Wen with a professional smile: "Given his injuries, if I didn’t apply the potion, he wouldn’t die, but he’d definitely leave hidden injuries, affecting his future strength. So taking money isn’t wrong."
"Also, pretty girl, your back is hurt, right? That spot might be difficult for you to reach, do you need me to apply the medicine?"
"Also, you might not believe it, but I was once a detective, so my technique in applying sunscreen oil for beauties is excellent."
"What the heck is oil application, and how is that related to you being a detective..."
Ye Wen was speechless, taking two steps back, increasing her distance from Wen Wen. This guy is indeed a pervert.
Wen Wen stepped forward, only a hand’s width away from Ye Wen’s face, taking out a bottle of Other Shore Flower Potion, saying in a salesman tone:
"Don’t you really want to try it? This Other Shore Flower Potion not only heals but also beautifies..."
"It exfoliates dullness, removes acne marks and blackheads, keeps skin soft and smooth, definitely not comparable to ordinary cosmetics."
Wen Wen’s tongue was as eloquent as a flower, convincing Ye Wen to eventually take out money and buy three bottles of potion.
He was about to persuade again, offering Ye Wen a free application service, but suddenly his face changed drastically.
He just noticed that one of his sent-out monsters had been taken down.
Upper Sequence strength monsters getting killed is quite normal.
But the unusual thing is, when the monster was killed, it didn’t even have the chance to send a distress signal through the chain!
Plus, it was only after the monster’s death for a period that the death notice reached Wen Wen.
This means the Sanctuary’s information was blocked!
Furthermore, after that incident, Wanderer and Lin Zheyuan also lost track.
"You guys first find a hidden place nearby to hide unless someone familiar comes around, otherwise don’t come out."
Wen Wen looked eastward, saying with a solemn face: "Something might have happened there, I’ll go check it out first."
Then Wen Wen directly rose into the air, wanting to see what exactly killed his detective henchman and blocked messages from the Sanctuary.
The last information from the beheading demon came from a place on the east side of Xizhu District.
After advancing a distance, Wen Wen stopped at a small park.
He released a small flying monster to help him investigate the event’s location.
This small monster was an owl, but not a regular owl—it had a cat’s head and paws.
Captured for stealing human babies, Wen Wen let it endure risks without any guilt.
The owl flew to the battle site, seeing only sparse burn marks and faint remnants of Divine Power.
Even Wen Wen couldn’t determine from these clues what kind of being killed the beheading demon.
"It doesn’t look like the hand of a Purifying Angel, it should be something those Glory Church Holy Beasts, but what exactly are these Holy Beasts?"
Windsor only knew that following Hosta was Glory Church’s Holy Beast, but she didn’t know what this Holy Beast truly was.
"I don’t recall Glory Church having any Holy Beasts, and even internal church members don’t know what this Holy Beast is...Wait!"
Wen Wen suddenly froze: "Could the so-called Holy Beast actually be Cicada Ancestor?"
Thought of this possibility, Wen Wen’s scalp tingled.
He didn’t know to what extent Cicada Ancestor had recovered, but it definitely wasn’t comparable to ordinary True Sequence, and this guy held grudges against Wen Wen.
However, if it was Cicada Ancestor, the suppression of the beheading demon’s death signal for a time could be understood.
After all, Cicada Ancestor had once been exploited by the Sanctuary’s Strength and survived it.
Such a prolonged time was enough for him to gain some understanding of Sanctuary’s Power.
Suddenly Wen Wen froze again. The mark on his hand began to heat up, with a faint red light transforming into a thin beam straight into the sky.
The light wasn’t bright but had a strong presence. Wen Wen glanced around casually, seeing four other red beams, likely the contestants who still held marks.
"Seems like the Cup of Divine Blood got a bit anxious, forcibly revealing everyone’s positions to hasten the final showdown."
Wen Wen thought this might be related to him.
He was absorbing the energy of the Cup of Divine Blood, akin to fleece the sheep, and it would be strange if the Cup of Divine Blood didn’t respond.
Then Wen Wen took two steps back, and in the next moment, a heavy Knight’s Sword suddenly stabbed into where he had been standing.