Catastrophe Card King - Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Chapter 136: Let it Shine Like Fireworks A

Translator: 549690339 | —H

The two sides had already clashed dozens of times within a short period. There were indeed several claw marks on the body of the dark guard, but they were inconsequential.

Leonard Churchill, in his wolf form, had numerous bloodied wounds gaping open all over his body.

Various members of the Miller family’s guard had also swarmed around him.

It was clear that if this continued to be a war of attrition, Leonard Churchill was undoubtedly going to die.

In fact, if he wanted to escape, there was still some chance at this moment. But he didn’t.

Death was but a triviality; there was nothing to fear.

If he was truly going to die,

Then let it be as spectacular as summer fireworks.

The smile in Leonard Churchill’s eyes became increasingly ferocious.

As he was forced to retreat, losing at every step, his mind was becoming clearer. Can my body hold on for another two minutes…? I have to speed up.” Having thought of something, the corners of his mouth subtly lifted into a smile.

It wasn’t a hopeless situation.

He still had a chance!

He still had a slim chance!

The moment Leonard Churchill made his decision, the unexpected happened suddenly, to everyone’s surprise.

The dark guard pierced his sword at him.

Normally, Leonard Churchill, with his excellent agility, might have been injured but could have dodged.

But this time, he didn’t.

As though he didn’t react in time, he barely deflected the sword edge aimed at his heart and stood rigidly in place.

“Splurt-”

The sharp blade easily pierced through his muscles and bones, spewing out a splash of blood.

The longsword passed through his chest.

This kind of piercing wound that cut through his organs was undoubtedly fatal even if it hadn’t hit his heart.

Is he dead?

The dark guard who had stabbed him looked mildly surprised.

It seemed too easy, almost strange.

The tide of the battle changed instantly.

Before he could react, he saw a smirk spreading across the face of the wolf on the opposite side.

That eerie smile, as if mocking this very sword thrust.

The dark guard instantly realized something and cursed under his breath ■ Damn it!

But it was already too late.

His sword was completely lodged in the wolf’s chest.

Consequently, the distance between them had closed to the extreme.

At such a distance, the dark guard couldn’t possibly pull out his sword.

As the blood-stained blade pierced through the wolf’s chest, the moment the wolf’s chest pressed against the guard’s body, the powerful wolf’s paws firmly grabbed the hands that were holding the weapon.

A crunching sound followed as he exerted his strength, his forearms bulging with strained tendons and muscles.

Like a pair of iron shackles, the dark guard’s hands were completely immobilized!

The red-eyed Leonard Churchill watched the scene unfold with a triumphant smile.

He had intentionally made such a fatal error just for this moment!

All of a Weapon Master’s skills reside mostly in their hands.

If controlled, both offense and defense were reduced by ninety percent.

The moment the longsword pierced his chest, the head of the wolf, as indestructible as an iron hammer, crashed into the dark guard’s head without hesitation.

There was a dull noise, like two bronze statues colliding.

The dark guard’s head was slightly dazed from the impact.

But such an attack posed no lethal threat to him.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, his instinct warned him that the danger was not yet over.

As expected!

His hands were bound, rendering him unable to escape.

The dark guard had only two hands, while Leonard Churchill had the ‘third hand’of Mental Power.

The moment he instinctively wanted to avoid the second impact, a floating knife cunningly hidden behind the wolf’s head shot out from his blind spot with a “swish”. It plunged straight into his left eye.

A Third Order Card Master’s Curse Seal was powerful, but the eye was still the most lethal defensive weak point!

Leonard Churchill tried to move the flying knife deeper with his Mental Power, but the dark guard closed his eyes and his muscles instantly locked the knife in place.

It was as if Leonard had anticipated this, he laughed crazily and then smashed his head straight onto the handle of the flying knife.

“Splurt!”

The knife handle even scraped blood from the Werewolf’s head, driving the flying knife an inch into the dark guard’s eye socket.

“Damn, so strong…”

Only then did Leonard truly experience the strength of a Third Tier professional.

Even stabbing an eyeball did not penetrate it completely.

Blood was gushing out, but it was still not lethal.

But Leonard did not stop, he smashed his wolf’s head fiercely into the other’s skull.

The dark guard, in pain, tried to dodge.

But despite the gap in their comprehension of the laws, their strengths were evenly matched, he could not escape!

“Clang!”

“Clang!”

“Clang!”

It sounded like the hammering of a nail, as dense as a stick beating a banana plant.

The wolf’s head hammered against the human’s head, driving the scalpel bit by bit into the dark guard’s brain core.

With each hammer blow, a chunk of the dark guard’s life force was rapidly drained.

Nevertheless, the dark guard was still able to hold on.

The Miller guards were relentlessly attacking from all sides.

It was yet uncertain who would be the first to meet death!

In the meantime, it felt as if some mysterious Spell was silently encroaching.

The dark guard suddenly felt a blur in consciousness, his opinions frozen.

Finally.

With the ” thud” of the last blow, the force resisting the flying knife disappeared.

With the last smash, Leonard drove the entire handle of the scalpel into the

Third Tier dark guard’s eye socket.

Feeling no resistance, he finally lifted his head, which was now covered in bloody holes.

Grim and horrifying.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…”

Witnessing this scene, the onlookers in the distance were flabbergasted, gasping in unison.

They had all thought that the Werewolf was a goner when the third-tier dark guard made his move.

The previous scene played out like that.

The Werewolf had been completely outmatched and was losing ground.

However, none of them had anticipated such a sudden turn of events.

Seeing the Werewolf being stabbed through the chest, they thought the battle was over.

Who would have thought that it was all intentional!

Next, they all witnessed the bizarre and horrifying scene.

That Werewolf!

With his head!

Did he really just beat a Third Tier to death?!

The brutal and bloody scene was deeply engraved in the minds of everyone present.

Even the Cloaked figure who had quietly appeared nearby was dumbfounded.

She had not expected such an outcome either.

She thought Leonard would dodge the stabbing blow.

But strangely, he got pierced through.

Just as she was planning on intervening to potentially save him, she ended up witnessing such a ludicrous display.

She would never have imagined that Leonard, in exchange for his own life would try to kill a Third Tier dark guard?

The truth is, he actually succeeded!

Of course, she also contributed a little help.

But…wasitworthit?

The Cloaked figure was puzzled why Leonard would do this.

She figured killing Young Master Saul Miller was now impossible, the longer he lingers, the greater his risk.

It was simply not worth it.

Suddenly realizing something, her crystal-like eyes lit up: “Wait! His life force did not diminish after the serious injury. Instead, it grew stronger…what Secret Skill is this?”