Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 958: Chapter 296: Clearing the Stage (Seeking Monthly Pass)

A mine tunnel filled with fiery red lava.

Alice looked at Leonard Churchill as he approached slowly, her eyes sparkling tremulously, unable to conceal her mixed feelings.

How could she not be struck by such a great contrast in the same person?

If the Leonard Churchill of before was an assassin lurking in the shadows, alert and cunning, then the Leonard Churchill at this moment was like a Knight of Light marching before thousands of troops, brave and fearless.

At this moment, Leonard Churchill was fully unleashed, his aura domineering and unmatched.

Even when facing an enemy whose tier overwhelmed him, his eyes still revealed a fearlessness and a hint of mockery.

Each step he took was a gathering of Air.

His aura rose higher and higher.

In the blink of an eye, the Gang Air swirling around his body was as sharp as needles.

Alice was greatly shocked inside, “Just who is this guy…”

She also realized that Leonard Churchill was definitely not an ordinary spy from the East Wilderness.

This level of strength was preposterous; among the Fourth Tier, even among the pure-blooded dragon descendants of the Ariel Empire, she had never seen anyone stronger or more preposterous than him!

…

Seeing Leonard Churchill arrive, even Lambert, the Centurion, furrowed his brows.

This man’s appearance here meant that the subordinates he brought with him had all been killed.

Lambert’s expression turned cold with undisguised killing intent as he sneered, “Heh, you Rebels, you really are full of surprises…”

That a Fourth Tier witch had delayed him for so long was already a rare skill;

yet now an even more formidable one had appeared.

Though his tone carried surprise, there was no trace of fear, only a tangible killing intent. “But you don’t think that just because you could kill a Chiliarch, you are qualified to fight me head-on, do you?”

“No, no, no…”

Leonard chuckled, shaking his head.

His face, with its wicked smile, showed no sign of urgency.

He even had the leisure to chat for a bit, “I’ve seen Your Excellency’s methods. With tier suppression, even if I were to use all my skills, my chances of winning would not exceed ten percent.”

“Ten percent?”

Lambert sneered, clearly not believing it.

How could he possibly lose to two Fourth Tiers?

Leonard Churchill looked at Lambert and didn’t take his words to heart, simply saying, “Hehe, but it won’t be that easy for Your Excellency to kill me…”

He knew that the other party wasn’t rushed, and was actually recovering Curse Power in secret.

Moreover, the main force from above was already on its way, just waiting for Batis, the leader blocking the road of the Rebellion Army, to be killed, and then everything would be over.

…

Lambert listened and his expression subtly changed.

He knew his thoughts had been seen through.

The fact that this witch across from him had the ability of Mind Reading Technique was one thing,

but why did he feel that this jester-like fellow in front of him seemed to have some kind of… ability that made it seem like whatever he did would be thoroughly predicted?

The feeling was odd.

It was like… the battle hadn’t started yet, but it was as if the future had already been played out once.

No matter what action he took, it wouldn’t have any outcome.

Just as the other had said, killing the two of them wouldn’t be that easy.

Alice, not far away, also noticed this issue.

But she had not realized that this was an application of the Fifty-two Demonic God Secret Skills.

…

Leonard Churchill was feeling extremely good at this moment.

After days of hard practice and comprehension of “I am the world,” his understanding of this Secret Skill had become more and more profound.

The strength of this Secret Skill didn’t lie in boosting direct combat power, but in its “control over the battlefield.”

When he previously killed those of the same tier, Leonard had already felt the exaggerated effect of this ability.

To his eyes, any technique the enemy used was predicted from its initiation to its outcome.

This allowed Leonard to almost one hundred percent predict his opponents’ next moves, landing spots, and intentions…

With nothing unforeseen, it was impossible for the enemy to kill Leonard Churchill.

The outcome was predetermined to be in his favor.

Only then did Leonard understand Barre Shepherd’s evaluation of “I am the world.”

A card master proficient in this Secret Skill was nearly impossible to kill, unless overwhelmed by tier.

And if someone reached the level of Noah Wright, who could turn the Secret Skill into a Domain, they could fully predict everything even before the opponent made a move.

A strategy unfurling invisibly.

Just like Five Finger Mountain, no matter how you tried to escape, you were within the realm of one’s predictive hand.

That’s also why many said the Domain of the Pursuer of Light was “unsolvable.”

This Demonic God Secret Skill didn’t change anything, but rather deduced the laws of movement of all things; it left no trace, and hence, there was no real way to solve it.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Leonard Churchill’s gathering of Air was also almost complete; he did not wish to delay any further.

He glanced sideways at Alice, who was not lightly injured, and said directly, “If you don’t have a means to deal a heavy blow to that fellow, you should go first. Leave this to me.”

To have held out this long was already quite commendable.

Leonard also knew that if this woman could get out alive, even without removing the Slave Collar, the chances were she wouldn’t die.

With the current situation, even if they joined forces, aside from delaying the inevitable for a short while, it was meaningless.

And if the delay continued, the pursuers from above would arrive.

Finding that underground river might offer a sliver of hope for survival.

When Alice heard him, her beautiful eyes momentarily filled with complexity, and she asked, “And what about you?”

She too saw the current situation clearly,

and although she didn’t have as many thoughts as Leonard, she knew that the choice in front of her was a matter of life and death.

And Leonard’s suggestion for her to go first was, in reality, giving her a slim chance of survival.

But how could Princess Alice, kindhearted since childhood, abandon the person who had risked his life to save her?

“Me?”

Leonard’s face bore an indifferent expression as he cocked his head, glanced at the two Flame Demons and the Fifth Tier, and his eyes narrowed slightly, “Fancy taking a gamble.”