"Brother Kyle Spence and his assistant, Ruby Montoya, were dispatched by the Holy City to investigate the dark invasion in Osborne Town. While their investigation yielded no clear results and quarantine measures were in place, they suddenly, for unknown reasons, introduced a large quantity of a drug of dubious origin, claiming to be able to eradicate the dark invasion. They forcibly lifted the quarantine at the camp and released potentially infected individuals."
"That night, all the infected transformed into werewolves. As a large number of mutated werewolf monsters erupted in Osborne, causing heavy casualties and putting the town in imminent danger, these two failed to fulfill their holy duty of protecting the people and reversing the tide."
"Instead, after hastily issuing an order to shirk responsibility and block everyone's questions, he ignored our desperate pleas to stay and fled Osborne Town in the chaos, entering the Rotten Dragon Swamp in the Warcraft Mountains! His actions are a serious dereliction of duty, violating the teachings of the Lover of Holy Light, and disregarding the lives of countless devout believers! We implore the Holy City Arbitration Office to conduct an immediate and thorough investigation and impose severe punishment!"
Linus writes very quickly, but his logic is extremely clear, and every word is heart-wrenching!
In his opinion, every point could nail Kyle down, especially the charge of "deserting in the face of danger", a crime that a priest could never bear!
Add to that his "witness" and "persuasion" as a local priest, and Captain Edgar's "circumstantial evidence" as the local military commander of Dragon Slaying City...
Linus felt that he had never written a missionary report as smoothly as he did today.
Once this report is submitted, it will be enough to leave Kyle and Ruby speechless. They may even be directly stripped of their priesthood and taken back to the Holy City for trial!
By then, there will be vacancies for two rare Holy Light professions. In order to make up for the loss of Dragon Slayer City, the Holy City must allocate at least one spot to Dragon Slayer City.
Although Linus no longer has that kind of talent, there will definitely be beneficiaries among the family members and nephews of other big figures in the Dragon Slaying City Diocese.
They must accept this favor.
The report was divided into two copies, one sent to the Holy City and the other sent to the Dragon Slaying City Church.
Someone will definitely help him make this report come true!
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Because they were riding the unicorn warhorses bred in Dragon Slaying City, Kyle and Ruby were traveling more than 10% faster than Mark's team on the outskirts of the Monster Mountain Range.
They are orthodox hidden professionals of the Holy Light Church. They can resist, fight, output and heal. Even after entering the Rotten Dragon Swamp, they did not encounter much resistance.
The two arrived at their destination one day earlier than the time agreed on in the invitation letter.
The core of the Corrupted Dragon Swamp, the Witch Dragon Lake.
The lake is shrouded in a pale green mist that lingers all year round, emitting a strong, pungent smell.
A small island by the lake, chosen by the Enlightenment Society, seems to be isolated by an invisible force, presenting a strange tranquility and "cleanliness".
There is no mud and miasma common in swamps, and the soil on the edge of the island even has a strange dark golden luster.
In the middle of the island, six giant bone altars over 20 meters high are distributed in a circle.
Each one is made up of countless white skeletons of various shapes and sizes, including human skulls and arm bones, huge spines and leg bones of sub-dragons, and even the remains of some indescribable twisted creatures.
The bones were forcibly melted and shaped into complex and profane runes and structures, emitting a soul-shaking cold death and lingering resentment.
A special solution made of dissolved mithril flows in the ditches on the surface of the altar, condensing into a special attributeless magic cloud above the altar, which echoes with the mist on the lake surface, forming a repressive energy field.
In the center of the altar, lies a relatively "petite" skeleton of a fallen rotten dragon, its entire body as black as ink jade, as if condensed from the deepest darkness.
It is only five or six meters long, but its shape is extremely complete. Each bone is like a carefully polished work of art, exuding a deep luster.
It lay quietly on a thick layer of mithril sand in the center of the altar, its empty eye sockets facing the sky, as if waiting for something.
The unicorn horses that Kyle and Ruby were riding became restless when they reached the edge of the island, and no matter how they were driven, they refused to set foot on the island.
Even when they encountered the fifth-level monster in the Corrupted Dragon Swamp before, they had never seen these two war horses behave like this.
Apparently, something truly frightening had appeared on the island.
The two had no choice but to dismount and walk onto the land shrouded in the power of death and blasphemy.
The air was as thick as gelatin, and every breath carried a strong smell of decay and death as well as obscure dark magic, which made the holy light in their bodies instinctively restless and repelled.
That is when they appeared at the edge of the island.
Two figures wrapped from head to toe in thick black robes emerged silently from the outskirts of the island.
It was pitch black under the hoods of the two men, and even their gazes could not be felt.
They said nothing, but just made a "please" gesture, and a stone bridge automatically rose above the lake, guiding Kyle and Ruby to several black tents temporarily built on the side of the altar island.
The two men looked at each other, temporarily suppressed the surging holy light power in their bodies, and followed the black man's guidance towards the black tent.
Walk straight into the largest tent, which has a distorted eye pattern painted on the side with silver paint.
The interior of the tent is extremely simple, even crude.
In the center was a thick beast hide rug and two high-backed bone chairs.
On the tent carpet, two inhuman beings were waiting for them.
One is a werewolf.
This werewolf was not one of those lowly, twisted mutants Kyle had encountered in Osborn.
It has a height close to that of a human, with a well-proportioned and powerful body.
Its smooth fur presents a strange black and white gradient, transitioning from pure black on the back to silver-white at the ends of its limbs, like flowing ink.
Its face had an old and majestic calmness, its golden pupils were deep and wise, flashing with a cold light that seemed to see through the world.
The werewolf just stood there quietly, but he exuded an oppressive feeling like a pouring waterfall, a wild aura that could not be suppressed even in silence.
Another one, although Kyle had never seen a similar monster before, he identified its identity based on its racial characteristics at a glance - a dragon man!
Its body is covered with dense, white bone armor that looks like carefully forged bones, and sharp bone spurs extend from its joints, shining with a cold, hard metallic luster.
This dragon man is even more muscular than a werewolf.
He is more than half a head taller than the tall Kyle, and is as tall as three meters!
The unique bone armor structure on its body and the cold and arrogant aura derived from its bloodline all indicated that it seemed to be a level higher than the werewolf beside it.
The dragon man folded his arms, raised his chin slightly, which was shining with a dazzling holy cross mark, and scanned the entering priest with his scarlet vertical pupils with undisguised scrutiny and a hint of amusement.
"Welcome, Your Excellency Kyle Spence, Your Excellency Ruby Montoya." The werewolf's voice was low and magnetic, like aged wine, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty. "My humble name is Warwick Bennett. This is Spence Campbell."
It nodded slightly, its movements so graceful that it didn't seem like a monster.
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