As soon as they arrived at White City, everyone in the entire Divine Palace gasped. Over White City, a giant dragon was circling relentlessly, spewing fiery dragon breath downwards. Nearly half the city had already turned into a sea of flames, and screams echoed throughout the city.

Although the game company knew the dragon was being controlled by their opponents, this was the first time the dragon had openly attacked the city!

It came so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.

“The dragon actually showed up in person, and so quickly! Contact Charlie immediately!” John Brooks's eyes were red with anxiety.

There were nearly thirty thousand players in White City. Now, with the dragon’s attack, many people were bound to die unexpectedly, and after that, the company would face all kinds of compensation claims—an absolute disaster.

They were just a new game. Although they had attracted nearly two million players with low prices and various bonus Easter eggs, if things kept going like this, no one would play the game for long.

The monitor immediately carried out the order. After a while, he turned back and said, “Director, we can’t reach him. Charlie’s house has already been destroyed by the dragon’s breath. But we did receive an email from Charlie.”

“What does the email say?” John Brooks asked, almost beside himself with anger.

“During the mission, unless absolutely necessary, do not contact me proactively. Recommend passive observation to avoid exposing my whereabouts,” the monitor read aloud.

Hearing the email, John Brooks fell silent for a moment, then let out a long breath. He had already realized where he’d gone wrong. Calming himself, he said slowly, “The opponent is very strong. It was my oversight.”

He had underestimated the strength of the saboteur. It seemed that this time, the saboteur who had entered the dragon world was no ordinary foe.

The Divine Palace fell silent. Everyone was watching the raging fire in White City, and the arrogant dragon in the sky, flaunting its power.

This was a pure-blooded dragon. There were only three such dragons in the entire dragon world: one was the Dragon King, and the other two were his right and left hands. Now, all of them had been possessed and controlled by saboteurs.

At this moment, the dragon was circling in the air, breathing fire wherever people gathered, aiming to cause maximum casualties. It was clear that the saboteur was determined to destroy Shuer Virtual Company.

Utterly infuriating!

John Brooks watched, his heart burning with rage, and shouted, “Where’s the Divine Punisher? What are you standing around for? Hurry up and use divine punishment to take down that dragon! Crank the voltage up to a billion volts and turn it to ash.”

Divine punishment was the game company’s disciplinary measure. Generally, divine punishment manifested as lightning, and the voltage could be adjusted. At its maximum, it was extremely powerful, capable of obliterating any creature in the game, including dragons.

The Divine Punisher felt wronged, because he was already gathering storm clouds and preparing the lightning, but it took time.

This was a virtual world based on real-world theory. Lightning couldn’t just be summoned at will—everything had to follow the program.

They were just game administrators. Their methods were powerful, but also rather rigid, making it easy for saboteurs to evade them.

Just like now—they could clearly see the dragon, but couldn’t kick it out of the game. It was infuriating.

That’s why they needed flexible enforcers to help.

It would still take some time for the storm clouds to gather, but already half of White City was ablaze. Things couldn’t go on like this.

Just as John Brooks was growing anxious, a sharp-eyed monitor suddenly exclaimed, “Look, isn’t that Charlie?”

Everyone looked over and saw, atop the clock tower in White City, a burly middle-aged man in a gray robe, holding a heavy black sword, lying quietly and inconspicuously.

He was staring intently at the dragon in the sky. Judging by his appearance, this was the bronze enforcer Charlie whom they had hired at great expense.

“Is he planning to slay the dragon?” That was the question on everyone’s mind in the Divine Palace.

Federal law clearly stipulated that, to avoid fatal game illusions, the virtual bodies players obtained must be at the same level as their physical bodies—in other words, they had to be ordinary flesh and blood, only zero-level structure.

But the dragon was controlled by a saboteur, who didn’t care about federal law.

In world mythology, pure-blooded dragons were children of the gods, legendary creatures. Their bodies were incredibly tough, with a data structure of at least level three, far stronger than most weapons and spells in the dragon world, earning them a reputation for being invulnerable.

Originally, the dragon was just a prop, meant for players to slay and gain glory.

No one expected that saboteurs would exploit a loophole, turning all the dragons against them and making them tools of destruction.

Now, either they succeeded in driving out the dragons, or these dragons would massacre the players, causing the game company’s popularity to plummet, possibly even leading to bankruptcy.

The question now was: could Charlie, the bronze enforcer, slay the dragon?

The weapon in Charlie’s hand was called “Dragon’s Bane.” It had a level-three data structure, an absolute divine weapon, bestowed upon him by the company through the lord of White City.

But the dragon’s body was so powerful, incredibly agile, and it even had “Flight.”

Flight might not mean much for a sparrow, but for a dragon, it was like adding wings to a tiger, making it exceptionally difficult to deal with.

For Charlie to land his sword on the dragon would be no easy feat.