Chapter 234 - 332 The Power of Profane Blood
Heng An was sound asleep when suddenly, his ears perked up and the hair on his body stood on end.
He immediately opened his eyes and sat up, only to discover a horrifying dark figure standing before him!
The figure was clad in a voluminous black robe, its face obscured, but it was wreathed in black mist, clearly no benign entity.
Seeing Wen Wen, however, made Heng An relax.
Chains that suppressed his supernatural power were clamped onto him; there was no use being tense, as he was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
"Hmm... Coming over to take a proper look, I’ve realized your eyes really are bright," Wen Wen said with a gentle smile, hoping to leave a good impression on Heng An.
Yet he wasn’t spouting nonsense, for Heng An’s eyes emitted a faint blue glow, resembling the pupils of wild beasts in the night.
"How come that old hag didn’t come today? Has she finally succumbed to her perpetual period?" Heng An lay back down and said with slight arrogance.
In such an environment, spitting words was Heng An’s motivation to keep going; otherwise, even if he hadn’t succumbed over these four months, he would have gone mad.
"I don’t know who you’re referring to as an old hag, but I represent the Catastrophe Containment Facility, and I’m here to invite you to join us."