Catastrophe Card King

His punches and kicks were swung densely, leaving no room for attacks.

Showing no signs of retreat, he charged straight into the crowd of encroaching guards.

In the blink of an eye, sounds of metal being torn apart and screams echoed through the air as severed limbs flew around.

Lord Nine Brown didn’t dodge. He barreled straight into the most populated

area.

Neither knives, cannons, nor various types of spells did anything but create sparks upon striking him.

Fully manifesting his “Supreme Tyrant Body,” his physical and magical defense reached a ludicrous level.

There would be no damage unless an attack could surpass that level, and a constant source of Curse Power was needed.

He was like an armored vehicle charging into the crowd, unrivaled and unstoppable.

Was this the same man who used to be so obsequious?

Young Master Kak, glancing at the bronze titan before him, felt a sense of impending death for the first time.

The old man next to him looked even more somber.

Not only horrified by the strength of Flood Gang’s Nine Brown, but even more anxious when glimpsing Sophia Jones in the distance, he felt that something had gone terribly wrong.

Things were not going as planned.

Suddenly, the fight broke out.

The members of the Flood Gang were stunned at first.

Excited by their boss’s formidable strength, they cheered loudly after a moment’s hesitation.

“Our boss is mighty!”

“Hahaha, screw them!”

Status regained, the gangsters joined the fight.

In the blink of an eye, the massive Flood Gang was plunged into chaos.

If they were going to fight, they wouldn’t leave any survivors.

In no time at all, the scene turned bloody.

This spectacle was not just shocking to the members of the two sides within the Flood Gang.

The onlookers outside were dumbfounded too.

Lord Nine Brown hadn’t had to fight personally for years. Everyone knew he was strong, but they never expected him to be this formidable.

“Lord Nine Brown is going to fight himself? Out of his mind?

“My God, what is the Flood Gang up to? Even if they’re strong, do they have the guts to clash head- on with the Lionheart Family?”

“Wow… But Lord Nine Brown’s power is off the charts now.”

“Exactly. His secret technique can even leave only a scratch on relic-class weapons? What on earth is going on?”

“We were wrong. We thought the Flood Gang and Brother’s Club would be almost evenly matched, as the two biggest gangs in Sinless City. Now it seems Nine Brown’s power is unfathomable.”

“It is the Lionheart guys who made the mistake. Now the Flood Gang is fighting a desperate battle, Young Master Kak must be kicking himself. Hahaha, if he hadn’t been so ruthless just now, given Lord Nine Brown’s temperament, he might have actually let it pass…”

“Look over there, the Flood Gang have more elites!

All sorts of information merchants and reporters who were watching the scene were utterly taken aback.

Inside that small building, Catherine Carter watched the battle in astonishment.

She thought Sophia Jones would act directly. Who would have thought that

Lord Nine Brown would be this strong?

She murmured, “Something’s not right… Curtis Brown’s secret technique isn’t this powerful according to the intelligence. Even if there was a gap, it shouldn’t be this huge…”

Leonard Churchill was in a corner on the second floor.

He was not surprised that a fight had suddenly broken out.

But watching the bronze giant ripping through the crowd, he was astonished.

If he didn’t know the Overlord Body Method, or see the Bull-headed Demon

God’s Phantom, Churchill would not dare to confirm that this brutal man was the same old man with a gentle smile he remembered.

It was like he had completely transformed into a different person.

Dominating and intimidating.

It was at this moment that everyone truly saw the terrifying power of the head of the number one gang in Sinless City.

“Damn… so that’s the complete Overlord Body Method?”

Seeing sparks flying around, Churchill understood Lord Nine Brown’s real strength better than anyone else.

This state of his was even more outrageous than when he saw the Superior

Demon Red Baron in the Alternate Dimension.

Invincible to all weapons, immune to all spells.

If they couldn’tbreak his defense, the Mechanical Warriors, High-Tier card masters, they would all be trembling lambs waiting to be slaughtered to Lord Nine Brown.

It was as if a bull had charged into a sheep pen, causing havoc everywhere. The impact on the viewer was extreme.

However, before he even had a chance to take a closer look, Lord Nine Brown, after clearing a swath of beastly guards in the distance, suddenly stood up straight and made a gesture as if to throw something with great force.

Looking closely, he saw a silhouette flying his way.

If it wasn’t Seven Brown, who else could it be?

He quickly caught the flying man who was hurled towards him, taking out his tools and began to unlock the mechanical chains shackling Seven Brown’s body.

With no worries left, Lord Nine Brown in the crowd had gone into a frenzy. Before they knew it, dozens of bodies had been slain right where they stood. However, the Supreme Tyrant Body was not without weaknesses. Flesh was perishable, and some Mysterious Type techniques could still cause fatal damage.

Were the Lionheart Family’s army of guards well-prepared, and could they not have thought of this?

They had tactics to deal with such enemies.

After a moment of chaos, the phalanx of Black Knights in Heavy Armor and Mechanical Warriors fearlessly charged forward.

Lord Nine Brown might be fearsomely strong, but several high-tier Heavy Armor Professionals managed to contain him, limiting most of his combat power.

Meanwhile, mysterious techniques were also being put into use, raining down all sorts of curse spells, contamination, spirit attacks, and potions that compromised both defenses, even those tailored to counter relics… Although the Lionheart Family couldn’t outnumber the Flood Gang, the members they sent were elites, and their equipment held a distinct advantage. The confrontation burst into action just as the troops from the street outside swarmed onto the drawbridge.

Both sides were fierce, but it was apparent that the Flood Gang side was suffering more casualties.

Young Master Kak, observing the secure situation, let out a small sigh of relief, sneering: “Huh, this is the extent of their prowess?”

Besides a Curtis Brown who was stronger than expected, nothing seemed different.

His initial plan was to wipe out the Flood Gang, and now was the perfect opportunity!

However, an elder standing beside him looked grave, cautiously saying, “Young Master, there seems to be something wrong…

Kak listened, failing to notice anything.

But the next moment, he saw it.

Just as Lord Nine Brown was about to be killed by the mechanical chains, a dominant sword aura slashed out of nowhere, loudly severing large chunks of chains into pieces.

The hundred -meter wide sword aura split everything in its path; bodies were littered in its wake.

The crowd was horrified, taken aback by the imposing edge of the sword. They watched as a ragged swordsman, idly chewing on a grass root, sauntered out from upstairs.

Upon his entrance, many were unfamiliar with this face.

But when they caught sight of the bloody longsword, someone immediately widened their eyes, “This… This is….”

The Cursed Sword Night Whale Kill!

It was a Relic Level longsword famous throughout history.

Not just the sword, but its former owner had also made a great name for itself.

His face was still plastered near the top of the wanted list.

An S-Class criminal, Revolutionary Army cadre, with a bounty of 28.41 billion, Caesar Christ.

As soon as the ragged swordsman appeared, Seven Brown exclaimed, “Uncle Fifth?”

Leonard Churchill was also taken aback by this unexpected master and asked curiously, “You know him?”

Seven Brown replied, “Of course, Uncle Fifth worked in the Flood Gang’s boiler room. He was always nice to me as a kid…I used to play with him all the time…” She mumbled, “It’s strange. I didn’t know he was a swordsman…and such a formidable one.”

A twitch escaped Leonard’s eye as he heard, “He’s a boiler worker?

With just that one sword slash earlier, even if he didn’t recognize him, Leonard knew this man possessed a far from simple identity.

However, just watching him make his entrance, Leonard somewhat understood why Sophia Jones was so exorbitantly strong.

But it wasn’t over yet.

As soon as the swordsman appeared, a brown-haired man in a Flood Gang uniform came out, “Hey, hey, hey…you can’t hog all the limelight.” He clenched his fist and punched, raw might crumbling a handful of Mechanical Warrior guards a hundred meters away into pieces.

Leonard looked again; he had seen this man before.

Wasn’t he the constantly-drunk bartender from the tenth-floor gambling den? He didn’t know him.

But others recognized the unique charmed illusion behind him.

An S-Class criminal, Revolutionary Army cadre, with a bounty of 22.55 billion, ‘Gunman’ Anlos!

Everyone realized it then.

Why the Flood Gang had always remained independent of any nobility.

It was because the Flood Gang hid a band of most dangerous wanted criminals from the Federation – the remnants of the Revolutionary Army!

They considered the Federation to be their enemy; working with any noble was out of the question.

They looked towards Sophia Jones again.

The vice-chairman of the Flood Gang didn’t seem to have any intentions of concealing her identity anymore.

Behind her, a phantom of a golden-armored Demon God’s suddenly rose. The Illusion was none other than the Superior Demon God Horagus! Leonard then understood her professional sequence – Heart J – Valkyrie. The mysterious vice-leader of the Revolutionary Army with a lofty bounty of 50.12 billion, ‘Valkyrie¹ Jones!