Chapter 59: Sarah's Surprise

Chapter 59: Sarah's Surprise

The bone dragon's skeletal structure gradually froze, its movements slowing, wings unable to flap. Helpless, it descended from the sky.

The priest continued to speak:

"God says, let all evil retreat!"

Thunder struck, directly hitting the bone dragon.

The priest landed and glanced back at the war correspondent in the car behind him.

This war correspondent had been hired at a high price to showcase the greatness of God to the public, laying the groundwork for spreading divine light.

Let the people of Bluewater City see that it was God who saved them from calamity.

The reporter, after making an "OK" gesture, fled without looking back.

This job was truly dangerous.

The priest's pious expression vanished, replaced with exhaustion. He bent over, gasping heavily.

The graceful demeanor he once had crumbled instantly, leaving the security officers in shock.

It perfectly captured the contrast between his image on and off camera.

The priest was none other than Desmond.

Pointing at the bone dragon, Desmond shouted at the officers:

"What are you standing there for? While this demon can't move, attack it!"

The security officers snapped out of their stupor, brandishing axes and using elemental powers to assault the bone dragon.

The bone dragon struggled and roared.

Desmond took a deep breath, extending his hand toward the creature, and shouted:

"Grass Rope!"

The surrounding plants, devastated by the battle, gathered under Desmond's control, transforming into leafy chains that tightly bound the bone dragon.

He roared at the security officers:

"Don't hold back, dismember it! I'll seal it!"

Not just the high-ranking officers, even the regular ones joined the fray.

The bone dragon attempted to spew its breath, but Desmond used his ice abilities to freeze its mouth shut.

Now, the bone dragon was completely subdued, but only temporarily.

These large-scale tactics took a toll on Desmond.

Fortunately, the officers didn't disappoint him, managing to dismantle the bone dragon within five minutes.

The spirit within the bone dragon's body attempted to reunite its bones, but Desmond's eyes turned crimson as he began casting his spell.

If he were at full strength, assuming his vampire form, it would have been much easier.

However, he couldn't reveal his vampire nature in public.

If the priest turned out to be a vampire, the so-called divine light would appear to be a lie.

"Hands of Hell!"

The ground trembled, and seven or eight cracks appeared.

Countless hands, formed from earth elements, stretched out from the fissures, pulling the dragon's bones deep underground.

As the ground healed, the bone dragon disappeared, its dismembered body completely buried.

The bone dragon wasn't dead; it simply could never reassemble its body or see daylight again.

Unless someone dug it up.

Desmond collapsed on the ground, using the hem of his black robe to wipe the sweat off his face.

He was on the verge of tears.

Originally, subduing an A-rank monster in cooperation with the officers wasn't supposed to be too difficult, but his prior use of spiritual power to save Ethan Blake had drained him.

"Father, thank you for your assistance!"

One of the senior officers cupped his fists in gratitude toward the priest. Suddenly, he found the priest familiar and exclaimed:

"Aren't you the one who saved Captain Ethan?"

Desmond waved his hand indifferently.

His sharp, triangular eyes turned to gaze outside the city, filled with admiration.

He could sense an even stronger spiritual wave erupting there.

The bone dragon had been summoned by the Skeleton King, who possessed greater power and intelligence than the bone dragon.

With six B-ranks and over twenty C-ranks working together, they barely managed to seal the bone dragon.

Yet, Welma was fighting the Skeleton King on equal footing. This woman was truly fierce.

In midair, the Skeleton King's cloak was tattered, and its bones were riddled with cracks of varying sizes.

Welma wasn't doing much better either. The ice lotus beneath her feet trembled, as if it could disappear at any moment.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, staining her lips a seductive red.

The Skeleton King had already sensed that there was another A-rank powerhouse within the city, and the bone dragon was now trapped forever.

Snatching the Phoenix was now hopeless.

The biggest difference between monsters and humans in terms of spiritual energy was that while humans could store less of it, they recovered very quickly.

Monsters, on the other hand, stored more spiritual energy, but their recovery was slow.

The Skeleton King knew that if the woman in front of him fled, he wouldn't be able to stop her.

If she regrouped with that A-rank within the city and recovered her spiritual energy, he would be stuck here.

The Skeleton King had no intention of engaging in a meaningless battle; it had already abandoned the monsters within the city.

It let out a demonic roar toward the sky. The monsters that were still attacking the city received the signal and began retreating in an orderly fashion along the predetermined route.

The city's security officers burst into cheers, celebrating their victory in this battle.

A rare smile appeared on Welma's face.

Her military achievements were secured.

Although she hadn't managed to kill the Skeleton King, successfully repelling the monster assault on Bluewater City and preserving the demon beasts was already a considerable accomplishment.

As for the devastation within the city, what did that have to do with her?

Welma turned around and left.

Stepping in her high boots, her head held high with pride, she was a hero today.

At Old Oak Café.

Sitting on the sofa, Sarah felt anxious.

The strange man wearing the Crying Ghost King mask in front of her didn't seem human at all.

Although he was reading, there was nothing human about him—he was like a cold, emotionless machine.

"Uh… do you know my master?"

Sarah had asked this question more than once, but the man just kept his head down, reading.

Only when she thought about leaving did her hair stand on end, as if a fierce beast had its eyes locked on her.

She felt like a kidnapped child waiting for an adult to pay the ransom.

She believed that after following Ethan Blake for so long, she had seen her fair share of criminals and even interrogated quite a few dangerous ones.

But none of them made her feel as terrified as this masked Ghost King did.

Thankfully, she had a strong mindset.

She carefully thought it through: could it be that this man had some leverage over her master?

Was that why her master had asked her to seek his help?

Finally, hurried footsteps echoed from the entrance.

Ethan Blake had arrived.

"Master!"

Sarah exclaimed in surprise, but upon seeing his condition, she covered her mouth in shock.

Ignoring the threat posed by the masked man, she rushed to Ethan's side, staring fixedly at the empty left sleeve of his clothing.

"Master, how… how did you get hurt like this?!"

Sarah burst into tears.

Ethan had no time to comfort her. He anxiously patted her head and whispered:

"Don't say anything. Sit somewhere quietly and don't move."

Sarah nodded obediently and sat down in the corner, her eyes following her master's every movement.

Apart from feeling heartache for her master, she also grew increasingly curious about the masked man.

Her intuition told her that this was a criminal.

An extremely dangerous criminal, one daring enough to threaten a security officer.

Why would her master know such a person?

Wasn't her master usually the one who despised lawbreakers the most?

After spending so much time with Ethan Blake, she had adopted his hatred for evil.

Sarah watched as her master sat down in front of the criminal.

Then, she actually noticed nervousness and restraint on her master's face!

How… how could this be possible?

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