Catastrophe Card King - Chapter 771

Chapter 771: Chapter 248: The Giant Serpent That Lived for 3000 Years_2

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The claws were as fast as lightning; the guy had no time to react, and the sound of flesh and tissue being torn apart rang in the ear.

Blood sprayed wildly before his eyes as the wolf claw pierced right through the man’s back.

“Killed him?”

Leonard Churchill’s heart hoped against hope. Actually managing to ambush and kill this individual capable of communing with the Ancient God’s will could save a lot of trouble.

But the next instant, his expression changed slightly.

Leonard perceived that despite the man’s chest being pierced through, he was not only alive but his aura was growing stronger.

He abruptly withdrew and retreated explosively, throwing out a cluster of bombs at his feet that detonated simultaneously.

An ambush followed by an explosion, executed swiftly and without pause.

“Boom” “Boom” “Boom”…

Silver shrapnel burst forth into the air.

Leonard flew backward through the flames.

Waiting for the fire to dissipate, he looked again, and saw the group of vampires that had been so aggressive a moment before now riddled with bloody holes, their bodies embedded with silver shrapnel, the wounds hissing with the sound of burning flesh.

The wounded vampires seemed to burn in an inferno, wailing in pain like ghosts and howling wolves.

Mithril was fatally threatening to dark creatures.

Anticipating that the vampires might seek them out, the past few days Leonard and his two companions had been busy.

He, Vera Williams, and Pigeon had also modified a large number of ordinary bullets and mithril bombs with mithril.

Although most of the attacking vampires were above Second Tier, the damage was limited.

But it was still somewhat helpful.

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As Leonard acted, Vera and Pigeon also reacted immediately, finding cover and returning fire.

In this situation, the two of them held no illusions and had no choice but to fight to the death.

As Leonard was thrown backward, his gaze never left the man with the chest wound and the handlebar mustache, his eyes sharpening, “So he’s not that easy to kill, huh.”

Just like those from the Silver Moon Sect, once they received the echo of the Ancient God, they would gain all kinds of weird undying abilities.

The handlebar mustache man had clearly had his chest pierced by Leonard, and the Gang Air had torn apart his internal organs—a wound that would have ensured death for any normal person.

But for some incomprehensible reason, not only was he not dead, but the bloody hole in his chest was visibly healing rapidly.

“This is going to be troublesome.”

Leonard looked on, his heart privately cursing the bad turn of events.

With such injuries unable to kill, he realized that facing off against this group of vampires would cost him many times the energy expenditure of fighting against the equivalent number of normal enemies.

Given his current weakened state, it was a struggle just to protect himself against a few Third Tier, and there was no chance of victory.

And just after the explosion, that Fourth Tier vampire led seven or eight other vampires in a charge towards him.

Leonard glanced out of the corner of his eye at the stone stele and murmured bitterly to himself, “Old Senior, please don’t let me down at this critical moment…”

The facts proved that this wasn’t something they could handle on their own.

Yet, inexplicably, they should have been dead, so how could they possibly survive this situation?

Moreover, the sealing arranged by the ancestors of the White Family didn’t seem so simple.

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Leonard and a group of vampires were now entangled in a fierce fight.

As vampires, they had lost some of a card master’s professional abilities, such as those related to the Demon Mark, Cursing Spirits, Curse Seals, and the like.

While their bodies had become stronger, Leonard, a Close Combat Card Master, preferred enemies that fought hand to hand.

After all, could their Martial Skills be more intricate than that person’s?

Overlord Fist was the essence of Barre Shepherd Senior’s lifetime of Fighting Techniques, containing one-on-one killing moves, multi-target group slaying Secrets, and techniques for fighting against hundreds.

In Barre’s own words, his punch could break an army of ten thousand!

Leonard had already begun to comprehend the basics, and based on this, the Shepherd Thirty-two Way Wandering Body Palm driven by Overlord Fist danced tightly around his body, a dense rain of punches and palm shadows.

Barre himself had personally instructed on this palm technique, and the mystery lay in the word “defense”.

With the Wandering Body Palm, there were no flaws in his punches.

It could be said that once this technique was mastered, as long as the enemy could not kill him with absolute strength or some peculiar Magical Incantation, it was impossible for him to be defeated before his Curse Power and physical strength were exhausted.

At this moment, Leonard faced eight enemies, fiercely battling several vampires.

The Fourth Tier vampire was strong, but not yet at the level where he could overwhelm Leonard.

Although the fight was difficult, he could still hold on.

Enlightenment kept giving him prompts.

‘Combat Enlightenment, Fighting Techniques +32’

‘Combat Enlightenment, Wandering Body Palm proficiency +41’

‘…’

This kind of battle was, for Leonard, the perfect opportunity to farm experience in Fighting Techniques, as long as he didn’t die.

But Leonard’s worry wasn’t for himself.

He wouldn’t be dying anytime soon with those Divine Believers not yet amounting to much.

And the vampires were greatly restrained by the restrictions within this Divine Temple, not daring to venture too deeply.

With his agile positioning, Leonard could breathe and rest even during the struggle, so self-preservation was temporarily not a concern.

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However, on the other side, Vera and Pigeon were quickly captured.

Seemingly planning to use Vera as a vessel for divine possession, the two robed individuals did not harm them. Instead, they bound them tightly and tossed them to one side.

Leonard wanted to rescue them, but was tied up dealing with a group of vampires and thus couldn’t manage to help.

The two red-robed individuals ignored his intentions completely, pulling out a great number of strange sacrificial items and started chanting mysterious Magical Incantations, “Great Lord Seadinth, source of the Crimson Plague, master of corruption…”

As the incantations were chanted, the commotion in the temple grew louder.

Mithril ore rained down from above like a downpour, countless Restrictions emerged and shattered, and the God statues that were transformed ancestors of the White Family crumbled one after another…

The pyramid, already full of cracks, now resembled a splitting ice surface, “crack” “crack”, beyond control.

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