Seeing the three Divine Envoys looking so wary, Wen Wen chuckled silently.
Just three Lower Rank Monsters, not worth him going out of his way. The earlier confrontation was simply to see if they had any abilities he could use.
He wasn’t prepared to use his powers to deal with three small fries in such a crowded place because he still needed to conceal his identity.
So Wen Wen snapped his fingers three times, and three figures clad in red and black appeared before him.
One had a face like a strange polygon; he was a superpower user named Jumo, captured by Wen Wen in an old hotel under Red Beard’s command.
Another was an extremely beautiful woman in a classical Capital District gown with plum blossom prints, elegant, graceful, and poised. She was Hu Youling.
The only issue was that the slit in her long dress was quite high, reaching twenty centimeters below her armpit...
If not for the belt that kept her clothes in place, the scene would have been a bit too mature for children.
The last one was Yan Biqing, whose face was full of resignation. Upon seeing the surroundings, he knew he was going to have to fight again.
He had recently become obsessed with the Slaughter Maze and wasn’t too enthusiastic about fighting outside.
"Leave these three lackeys to you guys, and try not to hurt the girl too much."
Wen Wen flicked his hand, sending out an Energy Bullet that shattered the head of the scarlet statue.
Then, he left this place to Yan Biqing and the others and headed into Gan Zhe Temple.
The reason he called the monsters from the Sanctuary to face the enemy was because he didn’t want to fight in such a crowded place, lest someone link him to his identity.
After all, the person who called his name knew his identity.
Therefore, before entering Qing Ridge Plateau, Wen Wen had mentioned to Yin Hu that the Black Cross might come to the plateau to support them, to deal with situations .
Yan Biqing took a breath as he looked at the three Divine Envoys, then walked towards the Scythe Divine Envoy.
"If we must fight, let’s get it over with quickly. Afterward, I still want to play in the Slaughter Maze." He was already a heavily addicted player of the Slaughter Maze.
Jumo excitedly pounded his chest and rushed toward the Supervisory Divine Envoy, yelling as he ran, "My face is the best gift from the creator, and my smile is my greatest asset. Go for it!"
Hu Youling’s eyes sparkled as she stared at the Mighty Envoy, her cheeks blushing, her tails waving excitedly behind her.
"Stud... you’re so strong, but I hope you’re not just a pretty face."
The sounds of battle from the monsters were overwhelming, causing people who had attended the bonfire party prior to huddle at the edges of the walls.
This sudden battle shattered their illusions, revealing the Divine Envoys to be fearsome monsters.
Yet, although they huddled at the edge, no one left the Refuge Shelter because they knew staying meant they might die, but leaving meant certain death.
It’s not like no one had tried to escape, but the ones who did usually became sacrifices the next night.
Amidst the chaotic battle, two little bunnies sat side-by-side in a corner, watching, their ears twitching.
Bai Xiaobai looked skeptically at Bai Xiaomiao, "Sister Mi, is that guy really your protector?"
Bai Mi was about to deny it but remembered Wen Wen’s threat, so she immediately sat up straight.
"He... he is my protector, just... not the most obedient one."
Wen Wen stood at the temple entrance, staring upstairs for a moment, then stepped inside.
He could leave the other monsters to the Sanctuary creatures, but he had to personally deal with that Great Divine Envoy.
The first reason was the issue at the Refuge Shelter, which seemed important to the ’Crimson Overlord’, so the Great Divine Envoy responsible must know some inside information.
The second reason was the Great Divine Envoy’s utter mystery. In his location, there wasn’t a single mirror. Wen Wen didn’t even know what he looked like, so he had to see him personally.
The hard-soled leather boots clanged on the solid stone floor with a crisp sound. Under the dim orange glow, a shadow slowly elongated as Wen Wen entered the main hall of Gan Zhe Temple.
Every main hall in the temples of the Ming Dynasty Esoteric Buddhism honors the Great Buddha Ming Wang, precisely the reclining statue facing Wen Wen.
Every statue of Buddha Ming Wang appears to be in a different position, but they all seem to be asleep because, according to mythology, if Buddha Ming Wang awakens, the world created by his dream will collapse.
But the statue before him no longer had its head, so Wen Wen couldn’t tell how this Buddha Ming Wang slept.
The Crimson Overlord wanted to use faith to ascend to godhood and naturally wouldn’t leave another statue to compete for faith.
Wen Wen actually wanted to pay respects to Buddha Ming Wang, not because of piety or respect, but merely because it was a tradition in the Capital District.
Folks from the Capital District always pray at a temple, bow to a shrine, offering respect to anything remotely divine they encounter.
After all, it doesn’t cost anything and can be beneficial, too.
Paying respects to Buddha Ming Wang would make this journey to Qing Ridge Plateau worthwhile.
But with the head gone, it’s hard to pray...
After pondering this, Wen Wen’s eyes lit up. He took out the phantom colored cigarette holder, exhaled a puff of golden smoke, and a golden head formed on the statue.
Without a reference, Wen Wen thought the smoke face looked like the Sponge Monster’s face...
"Close enough, I suppose."
Wen Wen clasped his hands, offering the least pious of bows, feeling satisfied.
"Ming Wang is dead, long live the Crimson!"
"Sir, please refrain from worshiping this false god. Are you interested in learning about our savior, the great Crimson Overlord?"
A deep voice accompanied by heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor depths, and a tall figure appeared before Wen Wen.
This figure was nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles, not a hair on his head, looking like a mass of black muscles.
He was the Master Da Shan, previously killed by Lu Qiyou.
However, dressed in spiked armor, he looked nothing like a monk, more like a comic-style bandit.
"I wouldn’t miss bowing to the statue of Buddha Ming Wang, even if it were the god of poverty or misfortune. Ordering me not to bow would leave me no dignity."
Wen Wen retorted bluntly, then pondered Da Shan:
"With such Disaster Lower Order strength, you must be Da Shan. So you, like Lu Qiyou, have been turned into a puppet..."
"I don’t want to deal with lackeys, have that guy hiding upstairs come down here, acting all mysterious is really dumb."
Da Shan shook his head: "I’m not here to fight you but to persuade you to stop."
"Continuing forward will only result in more slaughter. The existence of this Refuge Shelter is the only place for those outside to live peacefully. Your actions are actually harming them."