Please be my partner.

He just wants to kill!

Kill the boy in front of you!

And his dog!

Feeling Madeline's murderous intention towards Mellen, the anger in Spike's heart suddenly boiled to the peak, biting towards the person forward like a gust of wind.

Madeline's arms turned into sticky tentacles and each split into three. Five of them wrapped around Spike, and the last one stabbed towards Mellen's head, showing her determination to kill.

A claw shadow flashed in the void, interweaving into a net, and all six tentacles were cut into several sections by Spike.

This method of attack is not a skill, but a fighting instinct engraved deep in the blood of the [Fighting Dog]!

After Madeline's tentacles were cut off, they did not return to their bodies like the Polluter, but melted on the spot, turning into large amounts of sticky liquid, which began to continuously erode the ground, threatening to turn the surrounding environment into a swamp.

These swamps are not only highly corrosive, but once you fall into them, they will entangle and bind you, slowing down your movement.

However, Spike didn't care at all. His limbs were protected by bone armor, and the erosion of the mucus had no effect at all in a short period of time. He used brute force to break free from all the entanglement and restraint forces.

Such a battle made Madeline extremely frustrated. He obviously had stronger strength and more means, but the opponent was like a turtle wrapped in a thick shell. No matter what he did, he felt like he had no way to attack.

Moreover, more importantly, he clearly knew that the opponent's explosive method that allowed the first level to fight against the second level would definitely not last long. As long as he persisted a little longer, the monster in front of him would surely collapse on its own!

But, he also has no time!

As a key target of the Special Affairs Bureau, Madeline's own goals were already very big. This time, she finally found an opportunity to complete part of the tasks assigned by her master. She also took some time out to take away this "Son of the Swamp" she met by chance.

I didn't expect things to go so badly.

First, the two polluters he appointed were defeated one by one by the other side.

Even when he took action himself, the dog next to the opponent, which was originally vulnerable, suddenly burst out with a strength that even he found difficult to deal with.

Thinking of this, Madeline slowly suppressed the murderous intent and anger in her heart and realized that it was no longer possible.

He leaped back, out of the fight.

Spike sensed the other party's intention and did not pursue him, but instead protected Mellen.

Madeline looked deeply at Mellen. He was obviously an ordinary person who was not even a professional, but he made him fall several times.

"Hehehehe! Hehehehe! Hahahaha!" He laughed nervously and said in a low voice, "You're not bad! Very good! I'll remember you! When we meet next time, I will make sure you experience the pain of this world!"

After saying this, he quickly retreated without any hesitation, and soon merged into the dark shadows and disappeared.

It was at this moment that Mellen and Spike both sensed that the "ghost cave" that had been disturbing them had dispersed.

Although there were still no pedestrians on the road, some people in the surrounding houses had already noticed the movement here and were looking over at them curiously.

Spike breathed a sigh of relief and immediately tried to cancel his explosive state.

In fact, its current situation is extremely bad, and it is almost entirely due to its belief in wanting to protect the young man to hold on.

However, Mellen said solemnly: "Let's go!"

Although it is just one sentence, it conveys more complex meanings.

Spike was startled, picked up Mellen and ran quickly to the reserve police training ground.

Fortunately, they were not far from the reserve police training ground, and Spike reached his destination in less than half a minute of running.

Moreover, because of the noise created by Spike, many police officers and instructors who stayed in the training ground were attracted out.

When Melen saw Salim, he felt relieved immediately, and the tension he had been holding in his heart immediately collapsed.

Because of this, Spike could no longer maintain his explosive state, his bone armor shattered into pieces, and his body shrank rapidly.

As a result, Mellen seemed to have suffered a severe mental trauma and fell into a coma.

Chapter 18 Departure

"Spike?!"

Melen suddenly woke up and shouted immediately.

The next moment, the tingling and dizziness in his brain made him feel dizzy and unable to think about anything else.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses and found that he was in the lounge of the training ground.

At this time, Salim's voice came: "Don't worry, your dog is fine. At least it looks much better than you!"

"Huh! He wasn't injured at all, yet he was unconscious for so long."

Mellen was speechless and didn't know how to explain his situation.

During the battle, he transformed his will into tangible power and bestowed it on Spike, which not only made it easier for it to complete its evolution and job change, but also allowed it to easily exert 100% of its own strength, or even exceed 100%!

But correspondingly, when Spike suffered the backlash of the outbreak, Mellen also borne part of the cost.

Mellen asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Salim replied: "About 24 hours."

"One day and one night?!" Melen rubbed his forehead and said, "Have you informed my family?"

Salim curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, Liman has already taken care of it. He is the best at this!"

"Your housekeeper came to see you before and stayed for a while. After knowing that you were not injured, he seemed to have something urgent to deal with and left in a hurry."

"Your housekeeper originally wanted to send a maid to take care of you, but I refused."

Mellen nodded to show that he understood.

After all, Butler Morgan is in charge of a large business of the Warwick family. He is very busy on weekdays, unlike the young master who is so idle.

Enduring the dizziness, Melen struggled to get up. During this process, Salim neither stopped him nor helped him, but just watched.

As Mellen walked to the door, he heard a "crunching, crunching" sound. When he opened the door, he saw Spike burying his head in a large basin and chewing fiercely.

The basin was filled with mushy meat with bones. Spike was gnawing on the bones, chewing them whole and swallowing them. The air was filled with the aroma of meat.

Although Spike is now in a weak period and his physical fitness in all aspects has declined significantly, but with the foundation of a first-level extraordinary life, these bones are nothing but crisp to him.

There were two basins next to it, one was empty and the other was full of the same meat and bones.

After seeing Mellen, Spike just looked up and glanced at him, without slowing down his eating speed at all.

Mellen smiled and walked over shakily. He picked up a bone from the full basin, sat down on the ground, leaned his back against Spike and started chewing on it.

Spike looked speechless.

In fact, the meat bones did not smell that fragrant. They were probably cooked directly with water without any seasoning, so there was only the aroma of the meat itself.

After eating the meat on the bones, Mellen put the remaining bones back into Spike's bowl. The latter did not mind and continued to eat them with a "crunch, crunch" sound.

Stroking Spike's dog head, Mellen said, "The guy who attacked me called himself the Erosion. He also said I was the 'Son of the Swamp' and wanted to take me to the 'Swallowing Swamp'."

Salim thought for a moment and said, "This isn't really a secret. The Devouring Swamp is an extremely large, extraordinary entity. Because it has existed for so long and has devoured so many spiritual beings, it has already developed intelligence. Coupled with the exploitation and manipulation of numerous conspirators, it has naturally formed a massive power structure."

"Among them, the lowest level are called polluters. They are scum, nutrients. Although they have gained the power of the Devouring Swamp and generally possess the strength of the first level, they will be completely assimilated within one or two years at most, becoming pitiful creatures who have lost their sense of self."

"They are like worker ants in an insect swarm, only obeying orders and marking those with potential. Once they kill a marked individual, they will be contaminated by the power of the Devouring Swamp and become new polluters."

"Erosioners belong to a higher class, generally at least at the second level. They are those with potential who have either passively or actively accepted the power of the Devouring Swamp, and in the process, they have not lost their sanity, but instead have achieved a balance through their own will, controlling this power."

"To the Devouring Swamp, the Corruptors are no longer cannon fodder like the Polluters, who can be discarded at any time. Instead, they are important subordinates and an extension of its power and will."

"It's said that above the Erosionists, there are beings called Devourers. They are all powerful third-tier experts who borrow the power of the Devouring Swamp for various purposes. Having reached this level of strength, they are no longer subject to the latter. The relationship between them and the Devouring Swamp is more of a collaboration and alliance."

Having said this, Salim glanced at Melen and continued, "You have the mark of the Devouring Swamp on your body. As far as I know, there are three ways to resolve this problem. First, request a Level 3 or Level 2 expert with the corresponding ability to help you remove the mark.

"Secondly, once your strength reaches Level Two or above, those corruptors and polluters will naturally stop bothering you."

"Third, if there is no contact with other eroders or polluters within three to five years, the marks will naturally disappear due to lack of energy replenishment."

Mellen's mouth twitched as he said, "I can understand the first and third methods, but what the hell is the second one? Does the 'Swallowing Swamp' also bully the weak and fear the strong?!"

Salim shook his head and said, "This isn't bullying the weak, it's simply a matter of worth. The Devouring Swamp is a transcendental being. While it possesses intelligence, it lacks human emotions. For it, its own growth always takes precedence over all else."

Mellen nodded, but when he thought of what Madeline said when she left and the look in her eyes when she looked at him, he felt that even if he became a second-level official, this matter would probably not be so easy to resolve.

Just as he was lost in thought, Salim said, "Aren't you going to the capital to attend school soon? Don't worry, it's the center of the kingdom, home to countless powerful beings. Even the Devouring Swamp wouldn't dare act recklessly in the capital."

Mellen nodded slightly and said, "I hope so."

Salim's voice then snorted with anger, "Those bastards in the police station, what on earth do they do all day?! They're such a useless bunch, letting these rats in the gutter get away with it for so long, even going so far as to attack them in the street! Those guys in the Special Affairs Bureau are just sitting there doing nothing, doing nothing..."

Mellen stared in amazement as he watched Salim fire off a cannon, cursing everyone in the police station and the Special Affairs Bureau, and he was filled with awe.

At this moment, he had a completely new understanding of Salim's abilities and strength!

Shaking his head, Mellen quickly changed the subject, "By the way, when those polluters attacked me, I felt the surrounding environment change, as if I had entered another world. What kind of ability is this?!"

Salim explained, "That's the Devouring Swamp's special ability, called Swamp Mist. Both the Corruptor and the Polluter can utilize it. Of course, the latter two can only superficially utilize the Swamp Mist's effects, at most confusing your perception."

By this time, Spike had finished showing off all three pelvic bones, snuggled up to Mellen, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

In the next few days, Mellen did not go home, but simply lived directly in the training ground.

He wasn't seriously injured, he was just mentally exhausted, so after a few days of rest, he was basically back to normal.

Although Spike was seriously injured, his recovery ability was also very strong. With the help of [Life Force] and the food he ate every day, which was at least twice his body weight, his injuries healed quickly.

Melen discovered that Spike ate a lot, which might be related to his evolution into a fighting dog. In just a few days, his body size had grown a lot and his height had reached 80 centimeters!

I wonder how big Spike will eventually become. When he explodes, how huge will he become?

Time passed and soon the day of departure arrived.

Butler Morgan was beside Mellen, constantly saying something.

Melen responded with a smile.

For him, it was quite an interesting experience to see the nagging side of his usually serious butler.

Soon, the carriage of Sir Wright's family arrived in front of Mellen. A middle-aged man dressed like a butler came up to him and said respectfully, "Master Mellen, the master originally wanted to come and see you off in person, but he was really busy and couldn't get away."

Mellen smiled and waved his hand to show his understanding.

Butler Morgan only manages the Warwick family's business, and he is already very busy on weekdays, let alone Sir Wright, a figure who stands at the top of the power pyramid in Vero City.

Melen looked at Salim not far away, waved his hand, and said, "Goodbye, my friend!"

"friend?!"

Salim sneered on the surface, but he was still a little touched in his heart.

Then, Mellen continued, "That's right, my friend! It's a pity that you have a mouth, otherwise we might have a better relationship and become brothers!"

Salim was stunned at first, then became furious.

After saying goodbye to the butler, I boarded the carriage and arrived at the steam train station without any setbacks.

The kingdom now has steam locomotives, but due to the limitations of the rails, they can only run between some large cities for the time being, and the cost is extremely high. Ordinary civilians cannot afford such expenses.

Melen's face was filled with excitement. Was he finally leaving the 'Novice Village' and heading to the Kingdom Mystic Academy in the capital to learn about the extraordinary and the mystical, and experience a more exciting side of the world?!

So, pack your bags, grab your dog, and let’s go!

…………

Wait until the steam train slowly moves away.

A middle-aged man in a sophisticated black suit and holding a black scepter slowly walked out from the shadow of the platform into the sunlight.

It was Sir Light who said that he was busy and therefore could not see Mellen off in person!

At this moment, he just looked quietly at the direction where the steam train left, with no sadness or joy on his face.

A moment later, a teasing voice rang out from the shadows, breaking the silence: "If this young man knew that his dear uncle actually used him as bait, he wouldn't know..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Sir Light turn his head slightly and look at him calmly.

At this moment, although Sir Light was standing in the warm and gentle sunshine, he seemed to be swallowed up by the boundless and terrifying darkness. All the light shining on him was swallowed up, leaving only silent tranquility and depth.

The man in the shadow immediately made a gesture of surrender, and at the same time, he moved one hand across the corner of his mouth, making a zipper-like motion.

Sir Light withdrew his gaze and slowly walked away.

"Davi, focus on your own work and don't have any unnecessary thoughts. Also, transfer the people on this list to the Royal Capital Special Affairs Bureau as soon as possible."

David Baker, the director of the Willow City Special Affairs Bureau, took the list that floated down from the shadows. Looking at the densely packed names on it, he couldn't help but complain, "Hey, Sir, I'm just the director of a branch. How can I have the authority to dispatch so many people to headquarters?!"

Sir Wright had no intention of paying any attention.

After Sir Light walked away, Davey curled his lips, his eyes became calm, and he muttered to himself: "This kind of power, third level?! Or..."