Catastrophe Card King

Without the Dark Elf shooter’s sneak attack, the strength of the two sides in the battle suddenly became balanced again.

However, the four in the Fierce Beast Legion had somewhat more balanced individual strengths, and collectively, they were stronger.

All four were more or less injured, but none had died yet.

An endless stream of cards and equipment became their greatest reliance for survival.

War was not going too well for the Demon Corps, however.

The henchmen were barely armed, with only crude daggers and primitive leather armor and were practically fighting bare-chested.

From once being thousands in number, their vast army had reduced significantly in no time.

On the battlefield, apart from the Class C Flame Great Demon and the Class D

Giant Demon, all the others have been killed.

Furthermore, most of the demons had perished in the hands of that Element Manipulator, who had taken an arrow to the thigh.

With someone in their team capable of reducing the damage caused by the two Catastrophe-class monsters and with no ambushes threatening them anymore, the environment had become relatively safe, thus enabling this buffoon to use his cards to conduct a massacre.

Watching the dazzling explosions of the cards, Leonard Churchill, remarked,

“This guy really is strong.”

This was his first time witnessing a pure Mage Card Master’s techniques.

Such an extravagant magic type usually could only be cultivated by aristocratic

Corps, as it could rarely be seen among hunters.

Just like a Sharpshooter who was fed with a large amount of ammunition.

This guy might look like he was mowing the grass as he used several cards to reap a crowd of henchmen, but from the time he was a Card Master Apprentice to now, the cards consumed for training must have been innumerable.

The scales of victory in the battle were already tipping towards the four people of the Fierce Beast Squad.

But as Leonard Churchill watched the four of them not dying, a premonition grew stronger within him. He said in a half-joking, half-serious manner, “Why do I feel like these guys are hiding something to ambush me…

No matter what, it was time to act now.

If this continued, the four would wipe out the entire Demon Corps.

Without distractions, there were fewer opportunities.

A smirk appeared on Leonard Churchill’s face as he vanished from the spot.

He also wanted to test.

What kind of surprise these guys have prepared for him.

The two sides fought fiercely for a while longer.

Finally, even the Giant Demon succumbed.

The Beast Walker, who transformed into a Terran Raging Bear, had chopped off its knee, significantly diminishing the Giant Demon’s threat.

Then he slammed at the demon’s head mercilessly.

He purely relied on brute force to bludgeon the Giant Demon to death on the spot.

However, while this Beast Walker hadn’t even got a breather,

The Element Manipulator in the distance seemed to have discovered something, his eyes sharpening.

At that moment, a surgical knife, as if out of nowhere, appeared behind the nearly exhausted Beast Walker, and stabbed into the gap between his helmet and nape.

Almost at the same time, Leonard Churchill received an Enlightenment notification: “You have exempted a ‘psychic shock’”

He let out a cold laugh, “Wow, they really prepared this.”

Although he was unaware of how he was detected, this psychic shock was evidently the handiwork of the Element Manipulator in the distance.

Since they used their teammate as bait to lure me out, then I wdl oblige them. Leonard Churchill’s movement didn’t stop. He fiercely stabbed the knife.

The carotid artery and the spinal nerve were instantly severed by the sharp blade, and blood spurted out.

Such an injury was likely fatal even if the bleeding was stopped.

Just as Leonard Churchill plunged the knife and was about to withdraw it, his transformed werewolf body’s fur stood up abruptly, and a sense of fatal danger approached from the back.

Without waiting to widen the wound, he quickly bounced away from the spot. At that moment, a ray of black light whizzed past his right arm at a breakneck speed.

Leonard Churchill didn’t feel any pain, but he saw a chunk of his arm disintegrate under the black light.

Arcane ? Annihilation Light

Specific Explanation: Once cast within a straight line range, it generates a law-breaking annihilating light ray, causing destructive penetration to the target within a 15 meter range;

“So this is their big secret…”

Leonard Churchill got a glance of the black light and understood immediately.

It wasn’t too surprising.

The four of them knew very well that even if they killed the monsters, they probably wouldn’t leave alive.

Only by killing the hidden enemy would they be truly safe.

If it were Leonard Churchill, he would do the same.

The final trick was definitely reserved for the enemy.

Not for killing the monster, and after suffering mutual losses, giving advantage to the opponent.

He just didn’t expect the card up their sleeve was so precious.

This kind of Arcane-level card was also referred to as a “one-time relic .

Although powerful, the cost of such a card was extremely high.

This one card was probably worth more than all the cards he had consumed before combined.

“So, was the Beast Walker purposely revealing his weakness to act as bait…” Leonard Churchill sighed internally. These four truly were an elite group with tight coordination.

Using a teammate’s life as bait, they aimed to kill in one strike.

A good plan of attack.

Moreover, the psychic attack combined with the instantaneous blast of the Arcane ■ Annihilation Light, could have killed any first tier Curse Card Master in an instant.

Unfortunately, Leonard Churchill’s Clown mask was immune to most mysterious type abilities of the same tier.

Not to mention his Ancestral Werewolf body was far more robust than a human’s.

Even if he took a direct hit that didn’t hit a vital point, he likely wouldn’t die.

Looking at the wound on his arm, Leonard Churchill didn’t show any concern. Instead, a flash of light crossed his eyes.

He even felt a sense of satisfaction.

After all, where was the thrill in killing henchmen compared to killing such skilled opponents?

The enemy risked their life as bait. Without taking risks himself, he would never have uncovered this tactic.

After transforming, his supernatural healing had already stopped the bleeding, it was not a big issue.

But, for those three guys who couldn’t finish him off with their last resort, their problem was about to get big..