Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 833: Chapter 263 Divine Ruin_3

So the civilization of the card masters on the East Continent finally declined.

Now at a glance, it turns out there was a fallback all along.

This mysterious realm stored countless card master knowledge.

Leonard Churchill thought of what Tracy Garcia had told him, that the inheritance method of High Priest Orlan’s lineage was a special secret skill similar to the “head covering method.”

Why does it feel somewhat similar to the existence of this mysterious realm?

Both stored vast ancient card master knowledge, waiting for someone to come and develop it in order to inherit it.

“So that’s how it is.”

Leonard Churchill had seen through it.

Thinking about it, using this mysterious realm just to ambush those Ancient God Devotees would be greatly underestimating Mushroomhead’s plan.

That guy wanted to uncover a mysterious realm that would influence the entire card master civilization!

…

Just as Leonard Churchill fell into deep thought, suddenly, a drastic change occurred between heaven and earth once again.

The Crimson City he had seen before, at this moment, as if lit by some mysterious force, suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.

The whole world seemed to awaken from a long night, and light descended once more.

Even seeing it for the second time, the bright scene was still incredibly shocking.

The sun hung high in the sky once again.

“The sun is out again?”

Leonard Churchill looked up, squinting at it.

He saw the Great Sun hanging in the sky, radiating warm light, like the source of life.

The sprinkling of sunlight brought a warm current that surged through his entire body, sweeping away the eerie and suffocating gloom and cold.

The urban scenery around him also transformed from a desolate ruin filled with death air back into the bustling City of Ember from three thousand years ago.

The monsters vanished, replaced by living people.

The battle ceased abruptly.

Humans who survived in various corners of the city also let out a long sigh of relief.

Even the legendary strong ones, who hadn’t slept for over twenty hours, only now got a moment to relax their nerves.

Leonard Churchill felt an inexplicable relief, and he leaped down from the building.

He had killed all the monsters in the vicinity, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the street.

He walked over and asked around, only to find that these “people” were just like the rigid Non-Player Characters in games, showing no response.

Leonard Churchill didn’t waste much time on them.

Instead, he went into the buildings that had recorded text, hoping to find some documents from the Ancient Taron Dynasty.

The harvest was not bad either.

Although Non-Player Characters lacked intelligence, there were still many places with documents.

Without much effort, Leonard Churchill found some Transcendent Scriptures in a few houses.

However, since he was in the Slum Block, there weren’t many.

But he didn’t dare to go to other areas.

Because he felt that the “sun” might not last long.

He was in a relatively good situation.

If it were someone else, they should be thinking about quickly finding a safe place to wait for the night to fall again.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, the sky suddenly darkened.

The sun was extinguished once more.

The entire city turned back into the Dead City.

Leonard Churchill returned to the Ruined Building.

He had been thinking about finding a few buildings to kill monsters, loot some scriptures, and carve out a safe area.

But at that moment, he watched as a group of people hurried over.

“The Red District is a slum, the monsters shouldn’t be strong. This should be one of the safest places in the city…”

“Look, there are hardly any monsters in this block?”

“This feels a bit eerie, be careful! There might be a High Tier monster nearby…”

“…”

Leonard Churchill listened to the exchanges of those people, raising an eyebrow.

He wasn’t the only one who had thought of this.

These folks likely ran here from dangerous areas while the sun was out.

Leonard Churchill had no intention of getting involved; the more people there were, the more targets for the monsters to be attracted to, which was troublesome.

He planned on changing locations.

However, upon a glance, he unexpectedly found a few familiar faces among the group.

That fat man in a suit being helped by a woman, if not Lew Williams, then who?

The beautiful woman, none other than Monica, the lead of the Royal Dance Troupe whom the fat man had unsuccessfully courted.

And that composed girl with waterfall-like blonde hair, wasn’t she Catherine Carter?

Whether it was Lew Williams or Catherine Carter, they both counted as friends, and since they had met, Leonard Churchill didn’t plan on ignoring them.

He also wanted to inquire about the situation.

Thinking this, Leonard Churchill lazily leaned against the wall of the ruins and directed, “You shouldn’t go that way. There’s a Fourth Tier Catastrophe in those ruins.”

This sudden voice startled the dozen or so people on the street.

They looked up and only then noticed a young man on the ruined building.@@novelbin@@

Leonard Churchill didn’t conceal his appearance, assuming that Catherine Carter and Lew Williams would greet him upon recognizing a familiar face.

However, to his surprise, the group drew their weapons and firearms, pointing them at him with tense expressions.

Leonard Churchill was perplexed, What’s going on???

But seeing the expressions of surprise mixed with suspicion on Catherine Carter and Lew Williams’s faces, he immediately guessed that something might have changed.

He took the initiative to ask, “Miss Carter, Lew Williams, what’s going on with you?”

As he spoke, he jumped down.

He didn’t feel threatened at all.

Because he could tell from the group’s “air” that out of these dozen people, not a single one was a Fourth Tier or higher card master.

What about the Legendary Guards?

Clearly, there was some problem.

The others also recognized the man from the Wanted list.

But nobody said a thing.

Everyone was in dire straits, the sole exception being this guy who not only bore no injuries but also seemed very relaxed? It all looked very odd.

Lew Williams, already timid and afraid of death, brightened up at the sight of Leonard Churchill and greeted him more warmly than the others, “Brother Leonard Churchill?”

Catherine Carter, on the other hand, was much more cautious and asked in a grave tone, “Are you… really Leonard Churchill?”