Wen Wen looked at the Knee Smasher Puppet with bewilderment, "It’s not that I want to look down on you, it’s just that you..."
"Gaga, you dare say I’m short!" The Knee Smasher Puppet waved its tiny hammer and fell into a crazed state.
Wen Wen covered his mouth; he hadn’t even said anything yet!
But whether he spoke or not actually made no difference, because the Knee Smasher Puppet had already set its sights on him.
It couldn’t deal with the Avian, but couldn’t it deal with Wen Wen, whose kidneys had been blown out?
So as Wen Wen’s eyes widened in horror, the Knee Smasher Puppet rapidly closed in, while Wen Wen tried to stop it with his feeble white light sphere, but his resistance was futile.
Eventually, the Knee Smasher Puppet stood before his knees, snarling as it swung down its tiny wooden hammer.
Accompanied by a clear sound of bone fracturing, Wen Wen’s knees were smashed, and then the puppet aimed for his other leg...
Luckily, the Knee Smasher Puppet stopped after only breaking two legs and didn’t take its anger out on the others due to its rage.
After finally crushing the knees, the expression on the Knee Smasher Puppet’s face relaxed significantly. If it went out for a spin and didn’t smash any knees, it would have hated Wen Wen to death.
Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and the puppet’s body vanished into thin air, returning to the Sanctuary. It was of no use now.
Then, Wen Wen turned towards the Angel of Universal Light, who was rapidly recovering, scratched his cheek, and then a wicked smile spread across his face.
Now that the guy was standing still like a big turtle in its shell, wasn’t he the perfect target?
Wen Wen disappeared on the spot, entering the Sanctuary, and when he reappeared, he was holding a six-barreled machine gun almost as long as his body, with a huge metal box behind him.
It was the Buddha Gatling and its ammo box!
Pointing the gun barrel at the Angel of Universal Light, Wen Wen caressed it and said in ecstasy, "Three thousand six hundred revolutions in one breath, great compassion and mercy to save the world... This Avian is hindering you from saving people, my darling, let’s show this unscientific thing the power of science."
...Though, the Buddha Gatling isn’t exactly scientific either.
The Angel of Universal Light looked at Wen Wen in confusion, not knowing what the iron lump in his hand was for.
As an Angel, the last time he walked on earth was a few hundred years ago, after which he remained quietly as a statue in Spectrum Town.
His understanding of human weaponry was still at the level of knives, swords, spears, and halberds; as for guns, his knowledge stopped at the decorative pistol hanging on the waist of the town sheriff.
Of course, Wen Wen wouldn’t kindly give him a lesson but instead pulled the trigger immediately.
Countless bullets poured out at a terrifying speed, like a metallic torrent, with blue flames flashing at the gun muzzle and the barrels spinning so fast they blurred.
Sixty rounds per second of bullets, imbued with the power of Buddhist True Words, pelted the black shell of the Angel of Universal Light like torrential rain.
The barrier Wen Wen described as indestructible only lasted about ten seconds before it was breached by the storm of bullets.
The face of the Angel of Universal Light remained undisturbed, but his body awkwardly flew into the sky, trying to use speed to dodge the bullets.
The smile on Wen Wen’s face was too wide to hide, his mouth almost splitting to his ears, his salivas nearly Drooling, his eyes bloodshot, his expression extremely crazed.
The feeling of firing the Gatling was just too thrilling, so thrilling that Wen Wen could hardly contain himself.
"At a time , you still keep that poker face; all Angels must be paralyzed in the face."
"And also, you think you can dodge it by flying up there?"
Heavy weapons generally have a hard time hitting high-speed targets, so the Angel of Universal Light’s actions were not too shabby.
But the user of this gun was Wen Wen, who, with his unreasonable strength, found handling this massive gun even easier than a standard pistol.
Moreover, he activated the Centaur’s ’Precision Shooting’ ability, and with the full support of Body Digitalization, these bullets achieved an unimaginable level of accuracy.
The Angel of Universal Light only managed to dodge for about a dozen seconds before a bullet accidentally grazed his wing, causing his movements to stiffen momentarily.
In that instant, a barrage of bullets followed, and he was instantaneously riddled with holes.
Countless bullets hit the ordinary angel, keeping him suspended in midair, and Wen Wen continued firing for a dozen more seconds before ceasing.
Like a torn rag, the Angel of Universal Light fell from the sky.
"Tsk, the temperature of this gun barrel is probably hot enough to serve as a branding iron."
The six barrels, made of special metal, had turned red-hot, and the surrounding air warped from the heat, as if a couple of potatoes placed nearby would cook in no time.
Wen Wen stowed the Gatling gun and then leaped to the side of the Angel of Universal Light.
The fallen angel crashed through a family’s hat and coat room, lying on the ground, his body peppered with holes. Someone with trypophobia might vomit at the sight.
He was hardly recognizable as a humanoid, just a lump of white flesh full of bullet holes.
But he wasn’t dead, and was even slowly regenerating, looking at Wen Wen through a mouth leaking air, saying, "Blasphemer... heretic..."
Wen Wen raised an eyebrow, picked up an unwashed pair of underwear from the ground, and stuffed it into the Angel of Universal Light’s mouth.
"If you can’t speak clearly, better to say less. In my view, you angels are no nobler than any other monster, presuming to represent the light while doing the same things those creatures do."
"This world doesn’t need those monsters, and likewise... it doesn’t need your kind of light!"
With that, black chains sprung forth, securely binding the angel and depositing him into the Sanctuary.
The Sanctuary, indifferent to the angel’s so-called ’light’ nature, simply threw him into Cell No. 2 of the Disaster Area.
"Indeed... just another monster."
After the mockery, Wen Wen glanced in the direction of Liu Shang, then hoisted the Gatling gun and fired blanks into the void, pockmarking the area.
He planned to keep Liu Shang alive to ask him some questions and then hand him over to the Hunters Association for testimony. He couldn’t let Liu Shang know that he had already captured the Angel of Universal Light, so Wen Wen had to create the illusion that he had killed the angel.
"Hehe, when that angel recovers, I’ll have another Disaster Level creature I can use," Wen Wen chuckled.
"Tsk, if I ever can’t make ends meet, I might just disguise myself as an angel and freeload off Glory Church!"
After that bit of daydreaming, Wen Wen suddenly discovered that the Stone Ring behind the angel was still lying on the ground.
"So this Stone Ring isn’t a part of the angel after all."
As Wen Wen picked up the Stone Ring, he felt a strange sensation, like the ring was acting as an amplifier, releasing something of his outwards!
"This looks like a Containment Item; quite an unexpected boon," Wen Wen mused, squinting his eyes.
He collected the Stone Ring into the Sanctuary, then shockingly realized that it was a Disaster Level Containment Item!
A perverse smile spread across his face: "Hehe... Two birds with one stone, this haul isn’t bad at all!"