Wen Wen sat on the monster’s head, contemplating, analyzing the current situation.
"Yan Zu said that when I kill all the monsters, my strength will be restored."
"But my strength is not just at the Upper Sequence level."
"Although there is a possibility that Yan Zu is playing tricks, the bigger possibility is that in the place I have yet to set foot in, the core of the Guard Bureau building, there is a ’Great Monster’ whose strength surpasses that of ordinary True Order Monsters!"
Looking in the direction of the Guard Bureau, Wen Wen’s expression turned serious. It seems he now needs to start plotting against the Guard Bureau.
However, there is a troubleso point about the Guard Bureau, which is that killing officers does not increase Wen Wen’s strength.
So his strength would not improve when facing potential great monsters.
"Let’s watch for a while, after all, I’m trying to buy ti; the longer I drag this out, the better. Besides, I heard from the monsters that the gate of hell will soon open, and more monsters will step into Yalan..."
"Perhaps another part of my strength lies within the gate of hell."
A few days later, the strength of the Guard Bureau continues to grow. They began reorganizing the forces of Yalan City.
The Guard Bureau took over the administrative authority of Yalan City, turning the entire Yalan City into its private domain, and they issued new laws, requiring eligible young n to register at the Guard Bureau as candidate officers.
At the sa ti, they issued a series of decrees targeting Wen Wen, making it difficult for him to find a place to hide.
The current strength of the Guard Bureau is equivalent to the total strength of all previous monsters, and the common people have no power to resist the mighty Guard Bureau.
Wen Wen also tried hunting the officers of the Guard Bureau.
But even if he killed the officers and destroyed their equipnt, after a while, officers with the sa capabilities would appear.
These new officers were those commoners who were ’candidate officers,’ so Wen Wen’s hunt was rely slaughtering the commoners.
Killing a large number of ordinary people could reduce the Guard Bureau’s manpower, but even in dreams, Wen Wen was unwilling to do such things.
This ans that unless Wen Wen directly razes the Guard Bureau, he can’t reduce its strength at all.
Wen Wen spent so much ti eradicating monsters in Yalan City, only to find himself creating a more formidable opponent for the Guard Bureau to wear.
But there’s always a way, Wen Wen isn’t completely helpless against the Guard Bureau.
He has now recovered to the Upper Sequence level, and there are many previously unused thods that he can now apply against the Guard Bureau.
The creatures in the dream, although very close to reality, cannot compare in knowledge to Wen Wen.
Just as Wen Wen was sharpening his tools, ready to make his move against the Guard Bureau, the earth began to tremor violently.
Wen Wen moved to the window and gazed at the sky, discovering that all of Yalan City was undergoing a dramatic transformation.
It was experiencing a ’celestial mutation’!
The sky was shrouded in murky mist, which, upon closer inspection, seed like countless howling, twisted humanoid figures.
Blood oozed from the ground, and the tallic sll of rust covered all surfaces.
People were panicked and terrified; so rely walking along the street suddenly shed their skin, transforming into skinless blood corpses.
Approximately seventy percent of the city’s population underwent mutations simultaneously, turning the place into a literal hell of blood.
Those who survived were not much better off. A layer of death shadowed their faces, vitality seeping away, leaving them as if they were nothing more than walking corpses.
A colossal black iron gate manifested in the sky.
The gate’s design bore so resemblance to the Sanctuary’s door; after all, this dream was based on Wen Wen’s dream, so its appearance was not surprising.
This black iron gate must be the gate of hell the monsters spoke of.
Whether it’s because Wen Wen killed all the monsters, triggering the gate of hell’s chanism, or if it was ant to appear at this ti, is uncertain.
But the gate of hell had already appeared, and the crucial point is what will erge from it.
Indescribable creatures flew out from the iron gate, rapidly spreading throughout Yalan City.
Among these monsters, were terrible hounds wrapped in mist, fearso strange insects covered with a black carapace, fearso giant insects half-matter, half-energy, flying without wings, and bizarre four-cone-shaped creatures with heads and tentacles...
The monsters pouring out from the gate of hell each held disaster-level strength, with the most powerful ones nearing the True Order Rank.
As soon as these monsters entered Yalan City, they started a slaughter, targeting both the blood corpses turned monsters and the lifeless remaining civilians as their prey.
Even their fellow creatures erging from the gate of hell were not spared, turning Yalan City into a bloody scene instantly.
In this city teeming with despair, there was only one place where light still existed.
That was the direction of the Guard Bureau, where officers sprouted holy wings, exuding intense white light, bravely engaging the other monsters.
So surviving citizens watched these officers, shedding tears of gratitude.
But Wen Wen, observing coldly from above, knew these officers were no saviors.
Though they appeared bright, their actions were akin to those monsters, frantically hunting.
The only distinction was their targets did not include fellow officers; every other creature was prey to their hunt.
On top of the Guard Bureau building, Gerald’s body had already swollen a hundredfold, turning into a giant with skin as pale as snow, with imnse wings of light sprouting from his back, resembling a holy angel.
The aura emanating from Gerald made Wen Wen slightly wary; his power was at least at the True Order Rank, the strongest openly acknowledged presence in Yalan City.
And a Gerald like this was not fighting, which ant he was guarding sothing.
The doors of the Guard Bureau finally opened, sending out huge clouds of steam, as a slender figure erged.
This figure emitted a faint glow from every strand of hair and piece of skin, yet his eyes were filled with an intense, uncontainable hatred!
The figure roared to the sky: "The ti is up, I have returned to this world... everyone shall pay the price!"
Wen Wen looked at the figure, showing an expression of intrigued interest.
Though slender and unclothed, this figure looked exactly like Wen Wen.
"Seems Yan Zu is quite the prankster, making the final villain look like . I’m really tired of this kind of play."
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