A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Even after so much time has passed, the blood still hasn't dried up.

The overwhelming, pungent smell of blood reached Levy's nose from this side.

There were also many carrion-eating wyverns feeding around the corpse.

However, as Xiaoyou approached from behind Naruko, these carrion-eating dragons became alert and scattered.

Most of them, upon confirming that the person was Xiao You, immediately turned and ran without looking back.

Those who didn't run away were basically just hotheads.

"..." Xiao You looked at the messy scene, her face covered with a layer of frost.

Xiao You wouldn't care how many more dragons and humans died.

However, Xiaoyou felt like her territory had been invaded, and she was very unhappy.

Bray scanned his surroundings with his right eye.

This must be man-made, since Xiaoyou also said that the residual magic power belongs to humans.

Unfortunately, those who died are all dead, and those who survived have all passed away.

Bray stood there, feeling nothing but sighs; there was nothing he could do.

"Brave, over here!" Levy called out to Bray, hopping around near a clump of light purple grass.

This is the breadgrass that Bray is looking for.

"Is the commission complete?" Bray muttered to himself.

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Bray stared at the breadcrumbs in his hand and fell into endless silence.

There's only a little over one bundle here, far from three bundles.

Even including what Garrett gave himself, it wasn't enough.

"Where am I supposed to find the rest?" Bray's lifeless eyes betrayed his helplessness.

Lost and found requests are such a hassle.

The incessant roars of the wyverns echoed around, the stench of blood drawing the raging dragons.

"Okay, I've got something to vent my frustrations on." While Bray was fretting about the breadgrass, the Dragon Claw Cult was also about to face a major crisis.

Betley strolled leisurely through Dragon Mountain, his palm open, revealing a semi-floating magic circle in his hand.

This magic circle is like a clock, but it only has one hand.

Betley walked in the direction the pointer was pointing.

Afrena had unfurled her wings at some point and was floating behind Betley.

"Not bad, it's almost impossible to detect." Betley muttered coldly.

The Dragon Claw Cult has been hidden in this Dragon Mountain without being discovered, and there must be a reason for that.

If Longshan had a black dragon like Xiaoyou, how could Xiaoyou not know that there were other people in Longshan if she didn't have special methods?

That's why Xiaoyou couldn't find Xiaoxue, who had been captured.

The aura was completely blocked, and even Xiao You, who was a dragon, could not detect Xiao Xue's aura.

That's why Xiaoyou once thought that Xiaoxue had already left Longshan.

Betley may not have the same perceptive abilities as a true dragon, but he has his own methods.

With so many divine arts at my disposal, how could I not use them to my advantage?

Bertley used a bit of the divine magic of "Old Man Gader the Lamp" and finally managed to find the general location.

However, with only a general location, Betley still couldn't find the Dragon Claw Cult's location.

The "Old Man of the Beacon" divine spell used by Betley is specifically designed for locating enemies.

However, it still failed to capture the precise location.

“This is not a capability that you Black Iron race possess,” Afrena said from behind Betley.

Not all Black Iron type are as unusual as Betley.

Even Aphrena, an angel, was unable to sense the location or whereabouts of the Dragon Claw Cult members.

This can only mean that the Dragon Claw Cult used methods beyond those of the Black Iron Clan.

“Isn’t this great?” Betley grinned without warning.

He seemed to have thought of something and became somewhat excited.

That smile sent chills down Afrena's spine. She had been with Betley for almost two years and knew exactly what kind of person he was.

Kindness and extreme cruelty coexist, although Afrena's fall from grace is somewhat similar to Betley's.

But Beatley was more extreme.

You can't imagine someone who was doing good deeds one second and whose hands are stained with blood the next.

Betley's goal was to eradicate the cult and kill all its members.

The more numerous and powerful the opposing force, the more excited Beatley would become.

In Beatley's view, a powerful cult is tantamount to a great evil.

Eradicating this evil would undoubtedly bring Betley pleasure.

“The more they hide it, the more it proves they have a secret,” Beattie said.

Betley knew that there had been long-term missing persons within the Will Empire.

The number of missing persons is not large, and the disappearances are not closely related.

It is generally believed that those who go missing were abducted by human traffickers.

Afterwards, the city where the missing person went missing also devoted a lot of effort to the search, but ultimately found nothing.

But while others might not know, Betley knew perfectly well where these missing people had gone.

These people were abducted by the Dragon Claw Cult and were ultimately used as sacrifices.

All the missing people have already perished.

That alone was enough for Beattie to classify it as a cult.

This information was obtained by Betley when he inadvertently saved a kidnapped person.

Unfortunately, the Dragon Claw cult members, like any other cult they've ever seen, are loyal to their own sect.

It took Betley a lot of effort to extract even a little bit of information.

Although the intelligence was limited, it contained some important information.

For example, what's interesting is that the Dragon Claw Cult seems to be doing even more horrific things.

This also resulted in the loss of most of the sect's strength, leaving the Dragon Claw Cult extremely weak today.

"You're insane to even think like that."

“But according to you, that’s exactly how it is.” Afrena looked at the excited Betley, but turned a blind eye.

“But if you want to wipe out this cult, you first need to find out where they are.” Afrena wanted to pour cold water on what had been stolen.

However, Avrena failed.

“I know that,” Beatrix replied casually, glancing at Afrena.

“But you don’t need to worry about that, I think I’ve found it.” Betley grinned.

In front of Betley and Afrena, there seemed to be nothing at all.

However, in Betley and Afrena's field of vision, there was an intersection.

Betley has found his destination.

"A shielding of perception? It can even block normal vision." Afrena pressed her finger to her lower lip, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

It's clearly there, yet it's impossible to detect its existence at this intersection.

This is a sophisticated illusion.

"Do you Black Iron races possess such illusion magic?" Afrena asked with interest.

“Such illusions certainly exist, but this level shouldn’t be cast by a normal person.” Betley narrowed his eyes, a fierce glint in them.

The range of "normal people" that Betley refers to is quite broad.

Normal S-rank adventurers are all categorized by Betley as "normal people".

If the powerful figures revered by various countries knew that they were no different from ordinary people in Beatrix's eyes, I wonder what they would think.

"So, Beatrix, who enjoys killing cultists, how do you plan to get in?"

"A frontal assault, or an assassination attempt?" Afrena held up one finger in each hand, placing them in front of Betley.

Betley has a history of both storming enemy headquarters and assassinating people.

It remains to be seen what choice Beatley will make this time.

Betley put on sunglasses; it wasn't nighttime, so the sunglasses wouldn't obstruct his vision too much.

“Infiltrate,” Betley uttered the word.

"Huh?" Afrena was a little surprised, she thought Betley would rush in.

"It's boring." Afrena pouted.

"Fold your wings and don't be too conspicuous."

"Tsk." Afrena landed on her feet, her wings vanished instantly, turning into a swarm of black and white particles.

In fact, Afrena didn't want to step on the muddy ground. Even though she was wearing shoes, she still felt defiled.

“I want to know what secrets this cult is hiding,” Beattie said.

Betley had seen plenty of blood sacrifices.

What Betley wanted to know was why these guys were performing blood sacrifices.

And where do all these mysterious methods come from?

"Sadoko's Cloak"

Betley lifted his trench coat, and a shadow fell over him and Afrena.

The two turned into blurry shadows, moving across the ground and entering the hidden intersection.

However, none of the alarm systems were triggered when the two crossed the intersection.

No one knew that someone had entered the Dragon Claw Cult headquarters.

Inside the Dragon Claw Cult headquarters, Betley and Afrena made their way forward little by little.

Afrena's expression as she looked at Betley was a little strange.

"What happened to stealth?" Afrena turned her head to look at the ground.

The ground was covered in blood, and Beatrix's shoes were stained with a lot of it, leaving bloody shoe prints all the way.

"This is just stealth, no one has noticed us," Beatrix said calmly, wearing sunglasses.

“We might as well just storm in,” Afrena said.

“If we just storm in, we won’t get the information I want,” Betley replied.

Betley did indeed intend to go stealthily, and he operated covertly for a long time.

After exploring the Dragon Claw Cult headquarters for a while, Betley noticed something amiss.

Then, in order to extract more precise information, Betley couldn't help but interrogate a believer.

Well, after the interrogation, the fate of that cultist is self-evident.

In addition, many cult members were also caught in the crossfire.

In his excitement, Beattie forgot everything else.

On the contrary, Afrena was much calmer, and she did not intend to stop Betley from going on a killing spree.