Wen Wen clenched his fist with one hand, colliding violently with Garcia, a shadowed black fist sending Garcia flying hundreds of meters away.
With just this one punch, both sides fighting below were blown away, causing the battleground to automatically disperse, lest they be caught up again by the Catastrophe-Level strength.
Garcia was momentarily stunned, looking at her slender and fair fist with a hint of puzzlement.
The demon body was inherently formidable; she should have been even stronger after being enhanced by The Most Evil Moon, so why could this guy repel her with just a punch?
The data clearly stated that this guy excelled at energy manipulation and swordsmanship, right?
Wen Wen gazed at Garcia from head to toe, licking his lips with a look of excitement.
Garcia's figure was of golden proportion, her appearance rivaling Hu Youling's, with only sparse fabric covering her body after transforming into a demon state.
Her sleek, slightly reflective body truly was a sight to behold.
If Wen Wen didn't know that her appearance was crafted through illusion technique, he might have actually stopped to admire her.
But now, Wen Wen only wanted to grab her hair and give her a thorough beating!
This feeling was utterly intoxicating for Wen Wen, as power surged and flowed within his body, making him stronger than ever.
If the normal Catastrophe State was a one, then Wen Wen now was a one point five. Don't be fooled by that mere point five's difference, it was enough to pull Wen Wen ahead in basic attributes against other Catastrophe-Level experts.
"Maybe that mysterious Great Sage was deceiving me, this guy is actually a Catastrophe-Level in terms of strength, I should try different methods on him."
Garcia extended both hands in front of her, a dark red fireball with a sulfurous scent appearing before her body. This fireball didn't look large but the energy it contained was enough to chill the heart.
The fireball, with a trailing flame, flew directly towards Wen Wen, exploding dozens of meters away, enveloping the surroundings in a dark red glow.
The power of this fireball was immense; if it fully exploded, Wen Wen might remain unscathed, but no one else on the ground would survive.
To Garcia, the lives on the ground were irrelevant; defeating this guy in front of her was worth any sacrifice.
Wen Wen neither dodged nor evaded, extending his right hand towards the fireball's direction, a black hole-like suction force emanating from his hand, rapidly pulling back the expanding flames, which were then absorbed into Wen Wen's hand.
"Fighting here is a bit constricted, let's change to another place."
Wen Wen's skin was slightly red; the Sanctuary could absorb Catastrophe-Level strength, but that was contingent upon not having any enemies and having ample time.
In the midst of such combat, rapidly absorbing energy was a burden even for Wen Wen.
"Change battlefield?"
"I think this place is pretty good, wherever you don't like, we'll fight there."
Fu Yin, who had been watching the battle between Wen Wen and Garcia, said sinisterly.
Garcia also agreed with Fu Yin, having already readied a powerful sulfur fireball in her hands.
Wen Wen shook his head: "Whether to change the battlefield is not up to you guys!"
Black chains appeared in Wen Wen's left hand, quickly turning red as they intertwined to form a web, charging towards Garcia and Fu Yin.
"Returning your attack to you!"
Scorching flames spewed from the web, hotter than the surface of the sun, spraying towards where Garcia and Fu Yin were, yet not affecting the battlefield below in the slightest.
These flames were exactly the full release form of Garcia's fireball, which Garcia usually unleashed only a certain distance away to avoid harming herself.
But now what Wen Wen released was directly a full-power sulfur fireball, with these scorching chains embedded within.
Garcia had no choice but to retreat, and The Most Evil Moon automatically retreated without Fu Yin's control, unwilling to let the flames touch it.
Standing by, Lofvis felt a chill on his scalp. It was his first time witnessing Wen Wen's combat.
"This guy is this fierce? Thank goodness I didn't end up fighting him back then and chose to willingly follow him as a subordinate."
Wen Wen glanced at Lofvis: "Don't let them approach, you can manage that, right?"
"I'll try my best," answered Lofvis.
Wen Wen glared at him again, and Lofvis promptly said, "They absolutely won't make it over!"
So Wen Wen flew straight towards the retreating pair, who had retreated over ten kilometers, thus making it less likely to affect the battlefield if controlled slightly.
Moreover, the battlefield was now out of The Most Evil Moon's range of influence, making the monsters significantly weaker, allowing the Foundation's counterattack to begin immediately.
Fu Yin patted The Most Evil Moon: "Hey... Keep empowering the battlefield, you can do that, right!"
Being a Catastrophe-Level containment item, The Most Evil Moon's strength range obviously exceeded just a three-kilometer radius, which was merely its natural range in standby mode.
To cover the battlefield, it certainly could, but why should it?
While The Most Evil Moon's current holder was indeed Fu Yin, it was only cooperating with Fu Yin minimally out of courtesy.
Helping this jerk earnestly to deal with that super cute guy?
He, Lord Black Moon, not helping him self-destruct already showed integrity.
The range of The Most Evil Moon's power began to expand continuously; but just as it was about to extend to the battlefield, it trembled twice, then shrunk back to its original size.
This simply demonstrated that The Most Evil Moon tried its best but couldn't meet Fu Yin's demands.
Seeing Wen Wen flying over furiously, Fu Yin decided not to bother wasting words with The Most Evil Moon any further and focused on countering Wen Wen.
The brief skirmish earlier had proven that relying on Garcia alone was insufficient against Wen Wen, so Fu Yin couldn't just stand by.
Thus, with a wave of his hand, The Most Evil Moon's form rapidly expanded, becoming a size of a hundred meters.
The Most Evil Moon itself didn't possess combat power but could provide ultimate empowerment to those sitting on the Crescent.
Fu Yin's hair began to grow wildly, each strand capable of cutting through metal and jade, these strands gathering posed a significant threat even to a Catastrophe-Level expert.
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Meanwhile, Wen Wen could still spare a hand to launch a frenzied assault on Garcia.