CHAPTER 1037: CHAPTER 1039: DRAGON TAMER

Additionally, the condition of Xue Jiuyi and the Landas Ghost Shadow wasn’t much better than Wen Wen’s; they might have even looked worse.

Wen Wen finally could understand the powerlessness that Xun Qing and the other seven True-order Masters felt back then when facing the Guide.

No, at least Xun Qing and the others had the ability to resist. The seven of them together could barely fight the Guide to a standstill.

But the three of Wen Wen’s group couldn’t even find the energy to launch an attack into the sky.

The Cicada Ancestor ignored Wen Wen’s careful thinking, focusing rhythmically on releasing one attack after another.

Occasionally, an attack would deviate from its path and explode in a crowded place, but the Cicada Ancestor didn’t care at all.

It simply needed to eliminate these three slightly stronger ants; whether or not it accidentally harmed other ants was of no concern.

Watching as the Cicada Ancestor effortlessly destroyed residential buildings, Lin Zheyuan and Ye Wen were filled with rage.

Their relatives among the ordinary people perished in the explosions, yet under the influence of the Cup of Divine Blood, not a single tear was shed.

This is the tragedy of ordinary people in this era; without power, who knows when they might be torn to pieces by an attack from nowhere, and even if they barely survive, their memories will be wiped, as if nothing ever happened.

As the battle progressed, Wen Wen gradually discovered another situation that made him feel horrified!

The energy bullets released by the Cicada Ancestor could interfere with the operation of spatial powers!

As the residual power of the Cicada Ancestor in this area grew thicker, some of Wen Wen’s abilities related to the spatial attribute also began to gradually malfunction.

The Cicada Ancestor once hid in a unique extradimensional space to ensure that its incapacitated self wouldn’t suffer fatal attacks.

Therefore, the Cicada Ancestor was quite familiar with spatial abilities, far surpassing Wen Wen, who only used the spatial attribute of monsters, which is why it could bite off Wen Wen’s arm after the Wanderer escaped.

Moreover, not only was the spatial ability being disrupted here, but Wen Wen’s connection with the Sanctuary also began to become sluggish.

Even a simple conversation with the Central Administrator inside the Sanctuary became intermittent.

And wanting to take something from the Sanctuary or hide within it required a second or two of preparation, time that the Cicada Ancestor wouldn’t allow Wen Wen.

Before the battle started, Wen Wen thought of running away immediately if things went wrong, but now that possibility has been erased.

The Sanctuary is now incomplete, and its connection point lies in the not very powerful Wen Wen.

The Cicada Ancestor was once a powerful Spiritual Realm God and had deeply experienced the power of the Sanctuary.

Driven by hatred, the Cicada Ancestor spent months finally managing to interfere with the power of the Sanctuary to a certain extent.

Although the result was far from satisfying for it, for Wen Wen, this result was deadly.

It was then Wen Wen realized that the Cicada Ancestor’s initial display of grand-scale attacks was not to showcase its power!

It was to create an environment that would interfere with Wen Wen, and then it would slowly deal with Wen Wen and the others.

Suddenly, the Cicada Ancestor’s movements paused, and the floating energy spheres around it did not immediately attack.

"Could it be that its ability is exhausted? The previous attack intensity could indeed exhaust a True Sequence’s power, but it is the Cicada Ancestor."

Wen Wen not only didn’t relax but became even more vigilant.

Sure enough, the Cicada Ancestor’s six wings suddenly flapped, faintly glowing, as several of its feathers shot towards Wen Wen’s group like giant blades.

Every angel knows this move, but used by the Cicada Ancestor, its power was absurdly enormous.

Each feather’s power was more exaggerated than a missile; Wen Wen barely managed to deflect it with all his strength, while the Landas Ghost Shadow was completely torn apart, and Xue Jiuyi had a large chunk of flesh sliced off.

But the Cicada Ancestor’s offensive was far from over, and when Wen Wen failed to notice, it had descended to almost ground level, its large mouth poised to savagely bite Wen Wen.

Inside that mouth were spiraling teeth densely packed, making one’s scalp tingle with fear.

Wen Wen reacted a moment too slow, having a large part of his clothing and a piece of flesh from his shoulder bitten off, and if it weren’t for his magical big boxer shorts, he would have been exposed.

He quickly ran in circles around the area, while the Cicada Ancestor pursued him at an even faster speed, its savage mouth opening and closing as if it could devour the entire world.

Despite the Cicada Ancestor’s massive body, its agility was not inferior to Wen Wen’s. If it weren’t for Xue Jiuyi and the Landas Ghost Shadow aiding Wen Wen with their abilities, Wen Wen would have already been bitten by this thing.

But what puzzled Wen Wen was, where did this thing get a mouth?

Wasn’t it supposed to have only a big belly? Even if there was a mouth at the end of it, Maya Mi had already poked it open with one move.

Wait, could it be...

This big mouth was formed by the hole Maya Mi made earlier.

Just thinking about this possibility made Wen Wen’s scalp tingle; he’d rather die than be swallowed by that mouth.

As Wen Wen and the Cicada Ancestor continued their chase, suddenly there was a loud explosion; the Cicada Ancestor, which was chasing Wen Wen, was hit by a huge force and sent flying hundreds of meters away, crashing hard into the ground.

A massive stream of water fell from the sky, making it seem as if heavy rain was pouring down in the vicinity, forming a rainbow under the light.

The Cicada Ancestor rose from the ground unscathed, not having sustained any damage, only somewhat angered.

Just now, a water bullet about the same size as its body had struck it fiercely, sending it tumbling out.

Wen Wen looked in the direction from which the water bullet came and saw Sifumo striking a pose.

Ignoring Sifumo, Wen Wen then saw floating behind him a snow-white Flood Dragon with blue whiskers and crystal-like dragon horns!

This Flood Dragon’s scales were white and jade-like, radiant, and exceedingly beautiful.

Wen Wen compared his mount, the Ghost Dragon, to the white dragon and immediately grew disdainful of the once intimidating Ghost Dragon.

This white Flood Dragon held a giant cigarette between its dragon claws, looking with a bit of arrogance at the Cicada Ancestor.

It was Sifumo’s trump card, an Amulet given to him by President Ye Haimo, a powerful True Sequence White Dragon.

Ye Haimo was known as Elder Ye by the superpower users in the Capital District, and his code name in the Hunter Association was "Dragon Tamer"!

He bred several Flood Dragons with different attributes, each possessing True Order Rank combat capabilities, and each dragon had a very distinct personality.

For example, the white dragon enjoyed smoking, the flame dragon liked eating coal, and the mirage dragon liked watching colorful "videos"...

Sifumo dared to handle the Cup of Divine Blood incident alone, and the white dragon temporarily by his side was his greatest trump card!