The mission report was meticulously filed by the recorder, Elliott.
The report details the key intelligence that Mark's team discovered the remaining traces of the Corrupted Vine Alliance and the abyssal aura, as well as the contribution of Kyle's team in drawing fire and purifying the main force.
He also documented that when Ruby was attacked, it was Enzo, Monica, and Anna from the "Outcasts" who immediately stepped in to resolve the crisis, with Mark's Holy Light Shield providing the final protection.
This report will eventually be compiled and delivered to Alfonso and the Council of Churches respectively.
The performance of everyone in the team will serve as a resume for their future development in the church.
In the days that followed, the atmosphere at the Grey Falcon camp subtly changed.
Elliott remained a silent shadow, and the recorder's small table seemed to be the central coordinate of the camp.
One after another, quest scrolls were thrown out to purify and wipe out undead lairs or track down the remaining forces of the Rotten Vine Alliance.
The tasks vary in difficulty, and danger lurks everywhere.
The remnants of the Rotten Vine Alliance in the Lore Swamp clung to the land like maggots, while the newly formed Necropolis continued to grow under the nourishment of necromantic energy.
Sometimes they are aggregates of vengeful spirits lurking deep in the mud, possessing eerie and cursed abilities.
Sometimes they are ambush points set up by the Rotten Vine Alliance, filled with vicious traps.
They even encountered high-level swamp behemoths whose strength had been deeply corrupted by necromantic power and were approaching legendary status.
Each perilous situation became a stage for the two priests to shine.
Kyle was like a rock; his holy light of judgment could always tear through the thickest fog of death, guiding the team in the right direction.
His command was steady and powerful. When faced with a sudden crisis, the dazzling holy light emanating from him was always a stabilizing force in the midst of chaos.
Whenever danger arises, he charges ahead, his heavy holy light armor bracing against the claws of the undead, his holy flame spear piercing through the corrupted core.
Behind Ruby, the light of the Blazing Flails became even more concentrated, mercilessly scorching the approaching undead, and the obsession with heresy was being rewritten little by little.
Mark, on the other hand, is a completely different 'priest' from Kyle.
His holy light was not as vast as Kyle's, but it was more condensed and varied, and its application was astonishing.
He can condense holy light into sharp spears of light to precisely kill spellcasters hiding in the shadows.
It can also instantly deploy a sturdy holy light shield to block sudden area-of-effect necromancy.
They can even use holy marks containing special "blasphemous" power to interfere with or even dismantle buff spells or necromancy links on enemies.
After spending a long time together, Mark's special holy light seemed to be no secret within the Gray Falcon Squad.
Mark even felt that if this trend continued, the Church of Holy Light might actually start to think that he was just a lucky person who received special attention from the Holy Light.
That's why his priesthood is so different from Kyle's!
As for the little mummy beside him, it swirled with seven-colored black light, sometimes transforming into a black hole that devoured the power of the dead, and sometimes turning into human form to enjoy the thrill of fighting with its hands and feet.
Enzo, Monica, and Anna worked in perfect harmony around Mark, with one clearing the way with a furious attack, another striking from the shadows, and the third using elven arrows for precise control, executing Mark's tactical intentions flawlessly.
When facing formidable opponents, Mark and Kyle cooperated seamlessly.
Kyle would launch a frontal assault to draw enemy fire, allowing Mark to launch a deadly surprise attack from the flanks or rear. Little M's rainbow beams always managed to block the enemy's retreat or interrupt their spellcasting at just the right moment.
When Mark is entangled by a necromancer skilled in curses, Kyle's all-purifying holy light will sweep it away in time.
The once clearly defined circles of the Gray Falcon Squad have gradually blurred in their repeated joint battles and life-and-death struggles.
Even though the dampness of the Lor Swamp seemed to seep into one's bones, the atmosphere within the Grey Falcon Camp was quietly changing.
Elliott's small table remained the center of the camp; he was like a silent ghost, his silhouette cast by the oil lamp as he wrote at his desk.
The rustling sound of a quill pen gliding across parchment was the unchanging background noise of the camp.
He meticulously recorded everything.
Every mission deployment, every battle situation encountered, everyone's performance, even... including Mark's unwavering "little tricks" every night.
As night falls and the campfire flickers in the camp, Mark always finds a quiet corner.
Elliot concocted a holy water that he found somewhat strange, using ingredients he bought from the underworld.
Although the proportions of the holy water were exactly the same as the most basic version of holy water used by the church.
But Elliott, observing from a distance, discovered that it was not ordinary holy water at all.
Moreover, after each batch was prepared, Mark would hand the special "holy water" to the little guy on his shoulder.
Every time Little Mu finishes drinking the holy water, the seven-colored black light flowing over its body will slightly increase, becoming more solid and lively, exuding a sense of satisfaction.
This scene repeats itself every night, yet no one dares to ask for the holy water that Mark concocts, which emits an alluring glow.
Since everyone here has basic knowledge of potions, if a potion with a known formula undergoes abnormal changes after being made, it's best not to try that potion lightly.
Elliott's quill pen would then write precisely in the notebook:
"Mark has concocted an unusual holy water (with a strong energy reaction), intended for consumption only by his contracted partner, Little M. No leaks or sharing have been detected, and it is uncertain whether it is a product influenced by something from the Abyss."
...
The campfire crackled, illuminating the faces of the Gray Falcon Squad members, some tired, some relaxed.
After two weeks of intense missions, the initially distinct "Holy City Faction" and "Outlier Group" have long since blurred their lines through repeated joint operations.
The topics of conversation also shifted from the initial rivalry to speculation about the future.
“If you ask me,” Scarface Rek said, slicing a piece of hard jerky with his dagger and glancing at Kyle, who was meditating with his eyes closed, “Captain Kyle’s ‘Judgment Light’ is just as steady as Lord Alfonso’s when he was young! I think he’ll definitely be a Grand Knight Commander of a knightly order in the future, and maybe even make it into the Supreme Council!”
Ron, with his round face, was now completely convinced of Mark's team's abilities. Hearing Laker praising Kyle, whom he had promoted, he immediately nodded in agreement.
“Absolutely! Captain Kyle is a legend in the Holy City Monastery! His command, strength, and faith are all top-notch! Sister Ruby’s Blazing Divine Magic is also becoming more and more refined. In the future, she will at least be a top-notch Blazing High Nun, or she may join the Choir as a high-ranking commander.”
Ruby, who was wiping her flails nearby, blushed slightly when she heard herself mentioned, but her eyes remained firm, clearly indicating that she also had a clear understanding of her own path.
Old Karl, the apothecary, slowly added a piece of firewood to the fire. Amidst the swirling smoke, his gloomy eyes glanced at Mark, who was feeding little M some kind of homemade glowing liquid.
"As for Lord Mark... well, that's a bit hard to say. His holy light is probably unparalleled in the Church. Those old fogies in the Inquisition probably both love and hate him. It seems like it might be difficult for Lord Mark to take up a position in the Holy City... hehe."
He didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood what he meant.
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