CHAPTER 1038: CHAPTER 1040: A SMALL REQUEST

Every Flood Dragon, no matter how eccentric their hobbies are, is a born warrior, and would never shy away from battle—except for Wen Wen’s Ghost Dragon.

Bai Long took a fierce drag on his cigarette, then charged ferociously towards the Cicada Ancestor.

It knew it wasn’t a match for the Cicada Ancestor, but so what?

Just do it, ollie go!

Streams of water gathered around it, forming into arrows that shot towards the Cicada Ancestor.

Though these arrows were made of water, the power within them was anything but weak.

If someone thought they were just water and let their guard down, they’d surely suffer for it.

The Cicada Ancestor, having been struck once before, would naturally not ignore the power of these streams. The floating orbs around it continuously fired, shattering all the arrows.

But Bai Long’s attack wasn’t limited to just that.

As he moved, the sky quickly filled with dark clouds, and large raindrops poured down from above. Occasionally, a bolt of lightning would strike the Cicada Ancestor, making the hairs on its wings stand on end.

This was Bai Long’s Cataclysmic Trait—Weather Control.

Once this ability was activated, the weather over the city or even the region would fall under its control. Although its power wasn’t as terrifying as Vice President Tianzhu’s, its range far exceeded it.

Its favorite weather is a thunderstorm, which allows it to bring out 120% of its strength.

Under the strange weather and Bai Long’s fierce attack, the Cicada Ancestor uncharacteristically panicked for a moment.

Wen Wen’s eyes lit up, his muscles bulged like a wild and fierce Flood Dragon, and he leaped high, slashing a sword at the Cicada Ancestor’s back.

Scorching black-red sword light spread across the back of the Cicada Ancestor, finally circling around it.

Wen Wen flipped and landed on the ground, flicked his longsword, and said in a low voice, "True Mysterious Sword Dao, Dragon Slayer Style!"

The so-called Dragon Slayer Style is the strongest move in the Nameless Swordsmanship,

fusing the essence of the Heart-Piercing Style, Rapids Style, Thunderclap Style, and Iron-Cutting Style.

Performed at a rapid speed, the move’s power is immense, targeting vital spots specifically, and the damage can spread like water.

After being hit by this move, the Cicada Ancestor’s body stiffened momentarily, and then the areas swept by Sword Qi suddenly exploded with red cracks.

Bai Long gave Wen Wen a peculiar look. Your move is powerful, but was it necessary to announce its name?

And the name, to Bai Long, sounded a bit harsh...

Wen Wen and the other three True Sequence members looked nervously at the Cicada Ancestor. If Wen Wen’s sword could be effective, even inflicting minor injuries, they had confidence to continue fighting.

The cracks spread all over the Cicada Ancestor, and then pieces fell off, revealing an intact body beneath.

The Cicada Ancestor had shed its skin!

After shedding its skin, the Cicada Ancestor looked at the group of people below and realized it had underestimated them a bit. It shook its wings violently, and the cross-shaped light behind it became even more intense.

Its aura grew much stronger than at the beginning!

The dark clouds in the sky near the park were forcibly cleared away by the immense power, and the sunlight shone down again, casting the Cicada Ancestor in a heroic light.

In many movies, sunlight breaking through clouds symbolizes the defeat of evil and the arrival of justice.

But here, for Wen Wen and the others, it wasn’t good news, because once the light descended, their strength was further diminished.

Then, the orbs around the Cicada Ancestor unleashed another series of attacks.

And now, the once-imposing Bai Long, like Wen Wen and the others, was scurrying around for cover.

The difference from the beginning was that instead of three escaping, it was now three and a dragon escaping together.

Retreating to a safe distance, Sifumo looked grim. He hadn’t expected that even after releasing Bai Long, and joining forces with the four True Sequence members, they still couldn’t handle this monster.

Aside from a Catastrophe Level intervention, he couldn’t think of any way to defeat the Cicada Ancestor.

Meanwhile, Wen Wen, at the center of the battle, found a glimmer of hope.

The arrival of Bai Long was not without its benefits, as its weather manipulation somewhat neutralized the Cicada Ancestor’s powers, allowing Wen Wen to communicate with the Sanctuary.

Being able to communicate with the Sanctuary gave Wen Wen some confidence.

Moreover, with Bai Long intact, it provided Wen Wen with more breathing time.

He took advantage of this time to contact the Central Administrator Jin Kela.

"Old Jin, are you watching from inside? Come out and help quickly, or I’ll get someone to finish it off."

"This guy is the degraded True Sequence of the Spiritual Realm God, with absurd strength."

"You used to be a Spiritual Realm God too, you should be able to handle it."

Jin Kela shook his head, "You’re thinking too much, I’m not a match for it."

"Although my former strength was far greater than its prime, my current state is far inferior, and I’m burdened with the Sanctuary, unable to exert full strength."

Wen Wen proposed again, "Then how about you and Isweet come out together."

Jin Kela still firmly rejected, "The current Sanctuary cannot bear the cost of two Central Administrators leaving at the same time."

"And don’t underestimate the Spiritual Realm God. That fellow is just playing around now; even if I and Swift go out together, we may not be able to beat it."

"Then what do we do!" Wen Wen’s expression was grim outside, "Do we really have to hide and watch this guy go on a killing spree?"

Jin Kela hesitated, "If only the being on the fourth layer is willing to help, the situation could be resolved easily, but..."

Before he could finish, Wen Wen cut off their communication and connected with the fourth layer’s Central Administrator Respectable Demon Fiend Mo Gong.

"If you take action, can you handle this thing?"

At this time, Mo Gong was holding a mirror, looking somewhat like an internet-addicted youth.

However, his appearance was as handsome as ever to a devastating degree.

Mo Gong, shaking his head as he spoke, "Don’t underestimate me, even if another ten of these things came, I could manage."

"But weren’t you saving me to deal with Bai Du?"

Wen Wen hesitated for a moment, then decisively said to Mo Gong, "Forget it, take action. I’ll handle Bai Du myself."

Bai Du hadn’t troubled Wen Wen for a long time. Compared to future crises, Mo Gong’s help was more needed now.

Moreover, it’s possible that by the time Bai Du comes for Wen Wen again, Wen Wen’s strength might have already surpassed his.

"Now... I just want to eliminate the threat of this beast!"

At this moment, the Cicada Ancestor was a beast driven by rage; it wouldn’t care how many little insects on the ground were dead.

Moreover, according to Wen Wen’s observation, after merging with Hosta, its character had also inherited some of Hosta’s ruthlessness and savagery.

Once the guy who enraged it, Wen Wen, disappeared, it was highly likely to engage in indiscriminate slaughter.

In the situation where the Glory Church couldn’t interfere with the Xizhu District, the Cicada Ancestor, as a fierce beast, could easily complete a massacre, which would have catastrophic consequences.

Mo Gong’s eyes twinkled, showing a charming smile, "Remember your words, you must catch Bai Du for me. Also... I have a small request."

Wen Wen scratched his ear, "What a coincidence? I also have a small request."