Chapter 7: Perfect Victory

  As he stepped through the church gates, Mori was immediately stunned by the scene inside, his mouth agape, unable to react for a moment. How could this be? Half of his people were already dead, and the mournful cries that filled the air indicated that his remaining men were at an absolute disadvantage.

  Wang Long swiftly threw a punch at Mo Li, and Mo Li flew towards the distant wall like a kite with a broken string. The wall instantly had a human-shaped hole in it. Mo Li struggled to get up, with fresh blood gushing from his mouth, his eyes fixed on Wang Long with intense hatred. Wang Long nonchalantly flipped off Mo Li with his middle finger.

  The battle lasted for nearly an hour, and the Sacred See of the Holy Church eliminated most of the dark forces that participated in this action at the cost of losing nearly one-third of its manpower. Only Mozha and Lini escaped with a few subordinates, while all others died at the hands of the church personnel. The Western Dark Forces never had the power to attack the church again after this operation for nearly a hundred years. After this operation, the dark forces quietly shifted their activities from the surface to underground, no longer daring to openly engage in activities. And the Sacred See of Europe also became extremely friendly towards China after this operation, and no longer appeared opposing voices against China on the international stage.

  Wang Long, after killing Mori, also retrieved his own jade pendant from Mori's body. This was a gift from Malu Dream, and it held great significance, so he couldn't let it fall into someone else's hands.

  The bishop of the Sacred See, Dekur. Wenshen walked over and bowed deeply to Wang Long, saying: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for informing us in time, allowing us to switch our 'Divine Light' and make sufficient preparations before the dark forces arrive. Otherwise, this time the Sacred See would be struck by the dark forces and wouldn't be able to hold its head up."

  Wang Long smiled and said, "Dealing with these dark forces is my responsibility, no need to thank me." Archbishop Dekur. Wen Sheng said, "Mr. Wang, from now on you are the most honored guest of our church, if there's anything you need help with, just let us know, as long as it's within our capabilities, we will definitely not refuse."

  Wang Long nodded and said, "Your Excellency, you're too polite. You go ahead and attend to your business first. I'm going to find my friend." Archbishop Dekur. Wenshen nodded and said, "Today our church has also suffered a great loss. It's very chaotic here right now. Once we've handled the situation, I hope Mr. Wang can visit us again so we can express our gratitude." Wang Long shook his head and said, "Really, it's no big deal. I'll come see you another time. You go ahead and attend to your business first."

  De Kur nodded slightly and said: "Alright then, Mr. Wang, our Vatican will always welcome your arrival."

  Suddenly, Wang Long's mobile phone rang. He picked it up and heard Ling Yunzi's voice on the other end, saying excitedly: "Xiao Long, we've rescued your friend Malumorte! Everyone is waiting for you at the 'Moston' Grand Hotel in the small town. When are you coming over?" Wang Long replied happily: "I'll be right there, I've finished dealing with things here." He then hung up the phone.

  "Sorry, Archbishop Dekur, but I have a friend waiting for me and I must be off."

  "Alright, Mr. Wang, goodbye. We await your esteemed presence at any moment."

  Wang Long bid farewell to Dekeul. Wen Shen, in high spirits, ran towards the 'Mostin' Grand Hotel. Under exceptionally good circumstances, his depth also became much faster.

  In just over ten minutes, Wang Long arrived at the 'Moston' Grand Hotel mentioned by Lingyunzi and came to the Presidential Suite 402.

  Malu Mote saw Wang Long and immediately rushed to his side, bursting into loud sobs. Ling Yunzi winked at Wang Long from the side, who patted Malu Mote's shoulder and gently pushed her away, saying to Ling Yunzi and Long Er: "Wu Lao, brothers, thank you." Long Er smiled and said: "Xiao Long, your business is my business, no need to be so polite between brothers."

  Lingyunzi also smiled and said, "Little Dragon, you did a great job this time. The Western dark forces' actions were carried out with the support of the Demon Ancestor. If they had succeeded, there would be even more demonic curses in the mortal world. Through this action, the Holy See of the West is very grateful to us, and our country will have even more say in international affairs in the future."

  Wang Long nodded and said, "This time it was really extremely dangerous. If it weren't for the Ghost King of Youming, I would have been completely out of luck this time." Lingyunzi asked in confusion, "By the way, Wang Long, the one who notified me today was a little ghost, and he called you his master. What's going on?"

  Wang Long said: "The King of Ghosts recognized me as his master after the incident with my grandmother last time. So this time's action was successful thanks to his help."

  Lingyunzi envied and said to Wang Long, "You're really lucky, even someone like Youming, the Ghost King of the mortal world, has been subdued by you. It's not easy, with his help in the future, many things will be much easier." Wang Long nodded awkwardly.

  Malu Mote was holding Wang Long's hand and crying, Ling Yunzi saw Malu Mote like this, then said to the special affairs group members beside him: "Everyone go back to their own room first, it's late today, and everyone is tired. We will take a 9 o'clock flight home tomorrow." Turning his head to Wang Long, he said: "By the way, Little Dragon, your room is in 403, next to Malu Mote. You accompany Malu Mote for now, we'll go back to our rooms and rest first. I'll come to call you tomorrow, and then we'll take a plane together."

  Wang Long nodded and said: "Alright, Old Wu, everyone has worked hard, see you tomorrow."

  Everyone followed Lingyunzi back to their rooms and went to sleep. Maluote rushed into Wang Long's arms again, crying: "Long, those bad people from my grandmother's generation killed her, I grew up with my grandmother since childhood, now that she's gone, the only relative I have left in this world is also gone, what am I going to do?" Wang Long patted Maluote's shoulder and said: "Malu, don't be sad, you still have me, I'll take good care of you."

  Marude heard this, immediately happily hugged Wang Long and said loudly: "Really? Dear Dragon, will you take care of me from now on?" Wang Long nodded, looking at Marude who was crying and laughing like a child, thinking that Marude was also so pitiful, and her grandmother who relied on her had also passed away, couldn't help but feel a sour nose, and tears fell from his eyes.

  Malu felt Wang Long's deep concern and couldn't help but stop crying, stretching out her small white jade-like hand to wipe away the tears on Wang Long's face. Instead, she comforted him: "Dear Dragon, from now on you are my only family, don't be sad, I will treat you well in the future." Wang Long nodded and also tightly hugged Malu back.

  The two of them stood there, huddled together in the middle of the house, for an unknown amount of time. Wang Long felt that Malumet in his arms had started to snore softly, and it turned out that Malumet, exhausted and frightened, had fallen asleep in Wang Long's arms.

  Wang Long gently picked up Malu Mote and walked towards the big bed, slowly putting Malu Mote to sleep on the bed. Wang Long covered Malu Mote with a quilt, just about to leave, when suddenly, Malu Mote stretched out her hand from under the quilt, tightly grasping Wang Long's hand, murmuring: "Long, don't go, don't leave me." Wang Long hastily sat down at the edge of the bed and said: "Malu, I won't go, I'll stay here with you. You rest well first."

  "Darling Long, can you stay with me for a while? I'm scared to be alone," Malu said in an extremely soft voice, then pulled Wang Long towards her.

  Wang Long fell onto the bed in sync with Malu's movements, facing each other and gazing into each other's eyes. Malu's face was flushed under the lamp light, looking like a freshly picked peach, extremely enticing. Wang Long's face instantly turned red as well, resembling a monkey's buttocks.

  Marudream slightly opened her bright red small mouth, and a fragrant breath escaped from it, making Wang Long feel dizzy. He felt as if a fire had been lit inside his body. Marudream slowly stretched out her mouth towards Wang Long at this time, and Wang Long felt bewildered and helpless, with his brain suddenly filling with blood, completely unsure of what to do.

  When Marude's bright red lips touched his own, Wang Long felt a sudden rush of heat in his head. The mysterious and alluring feeling made him experience the taste of kissing for the first time, like savoring delicious fruit juice. Their mouths quickly merged together, unable to part again. Marude's small tongue swiftly extended into Wang Long's mouth, and he eagerly reciprocated. Instantly, the entire room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

  Marudream and Wang Long were tightly embracing on the bed, when suddenly Wang Long's chest touched a round, smooth sphere. It turned out that Wang Long's chest was now tightly pressed against Marudream's chest.

  Marudream's eyes suddenly became charming and silky, a soft moan escaped her lips, and her hands began to caress Wang Long's back. Seeing the confusion and longing in Marudream's eyes, Wang Long hastily turned his face away, not daring to look again.