Catastrophe Card King

“Thud, thud, thud…”

The massive werewolf made a series of thunderous steps through the air, and in an instant, Leonard Churchill appeared right in front of Vivian White’s face.

He didn’t even give the woman time to cast a spell, his flame-wrapped fist had already slammed into her chest.

Vivian watched his speed with a very solemn expression: Why did it feel faster than before?

However, before she had time to think, the extreme power from the fist was already pouring into her body.

With a “thump”, Vivian’s body was sent flying, and she spat out a mouthful of blood mid-air.

Impossible!

Vivian’s pupils contracted, unable to understand why this guy had become so much stronger than before?

Leonard Churchill certainly didn’t give her an explanation.

After a significant increase in his attributes, his increase in combat power was at least twenty to thirty percent.

But to a certain extent, this twenty to thirty percent could be deadly.

What he couldn’t break through before, he could break now!

Once his punch hit, without considering the green poison already on his fist, he flashed again, had already caught up with the flying Vivian, and threw another heavy punch at the weak point of her coccyx!

“Thump!”

Another muffled sound.

This time, Leonard Churchill clearly felt that his punch had hit what seemed to be a sandy barrier, with his fist force nearly all gone.

“Insects? It’s not so easy to deal with after all…”

Leonard Churchill’s expression became grave as the Hellfire burned all the insects scattered around him to ashes, and he charged up again.

Now, Vivian had various equipment and insects at her disposal, and her combat power had surged multiple folds.

The best killing solution that Leonard Churchill could think of was a high- frequency attack, instant kill!

He absolutely can’t give her the chance to cast any powerful spells.

With a flash of thought, Leonard Churchill proceeded to do so.

In this very moment, the sound of explosions filled the air in the Underground Palace.

The flying figure seemed never to touch the ground.

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

Leonard Churchill landed punch after punch, and Vivian kept spitting out blood.

Despite being a Third Tier card master, she had no way to parry this face-riding output.

If this were a regular spellcaster type Third Tier card master, they probably couldn’t bear such a fierce attack.

But if it were a regular close combat card master from the Third Tier, they probably couldn’t survive under the attack of such intense poison and insects.

But oddly enough, both of them were still alive and well.

Leonard Churchill’s Tyrant Body and self-healing capabilities gave him the ability to strongly kill.

Vivian too had countless life-saving tricks.

The two were thus locked in a stalemate.

Leonard Churchill was helpless, as it was indeed unlikely that he could kill her with his current skills.

And so was Vivian.

Neither had the ability to kill the other in a short time.

If they kept dragging it out, a winner might eventually emerge.

But both sides were well aware that the Underground Palace was not a good place to be.

If they kept dragging it out like this, it wouldn’t do anyone any good.

After recognizing this, Vivian gritted her teeth, suddenly pulled out a card, and as she infused it with Curse Power, softly chanted, “Secret Skill* Divine Invocation!”

Leonard Churchill detected this woman’s movement. The golden card was clearly of high quality, definitely a troublesome spell.

But there was no way to stop such instant spell casting from this card.

Just as Leonard Churchill was on guard against the woman using some strange tactics, he heard Catherine Carter roar from the distance, “Be careful! That is the White Family’s ‘Invocation’ secret skill!”

Hearing this, a cold smile filled Vivian’s eyes.

The pupils in her eyes became amber snake eyes, and at a glance, her whole personality had completely changed.

Leonard Churchill narrowed his eyes at the sight.

Although he didn’t know the origin of this spell, looking at this situation reminded him of the “Invocation” skill in the “Silver Moon Secret Book”.

“Did she invite an old fellow to possess her?”

Leonard Churchill guessed something, his gaze sharp.

Although he knew the enemy seemed to have become incredibly powerful, it aroused more interest in him. He murmured to himself, “Interesting… I thought only Divine Believers could perform this secret skill. Turns out, the White Family can too.”

The crushing pressure of impending death, which had all but dissipated a moment ago, came back with full force.