Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1044 - Chapter 1044 Chapter 321 Thousand-handed Shura Samir Hodger_3

Chapter 1044: Chapter 321 “Thousand-handed Shura” Samir Hodger_3 Chapter 1044: Chapter 321 “Thousand-handed Shura” Samir Hodger_3 “`

The two of them jogged along and smoothly found the secret chamber full of various murals that had once been the exit of the Alternate Dimension.

It had been difficult to decipher the clues hidden in the Ancient Taron Language on the murals, but now it seemed not so tough to Leonard Churchill.

Moreover, people from the Southern Continent had already been here and had unlocked the passage leading to the main tomb chamber.

A mysterious staircase leading underground had appeared.

This was the passageway to the burial site of ‘Mad King’ Auduin.

Looking up, Leonard Churchill saw a huge moon on the ceiling of the secret chamber.

This was the symbol of the Silver Moon Empress’s tomb chamber.

Using the method of decryption from before, there was a high probability that another passage to the Empress’s tomb could be opened.

However, Leonard Churchill had no intention of stirring up unnecessary trouble.

He followed the path walked by those from the Southern Continent.

Before long, their view started to broaden.

This did not resemble a tomb; it truly looked like they had entered a luxurious and grand palace.

Various pillars, dozens of meters high, supported domes with the distinctive architectural style of the Taren Dynasty, and exquisite murals and statues were apparent everywhere.

Leonard Churchill was also quite moved, that there could be such a vast space underground.

However, the signs of battle were very clear.

Broken pillars and various collapsed structures were all over the place; the palace had nearly collapsed in its entirety.

Testing the stone’s strength, even a scalpel that could slice through iron could only leave shallow marks on the stone.

It looked as though this wasn’t the core battleground but rather an affected area.

It was challenging to imagine what scale of battle could have destroyed the palace to such an extent.

Fortunately, the signs of battle were not left by those from the Southern Continent.

But by those from thousands of years ago.

Leonard Churchill guessed they probably were the ones Elder Clinton mentioned, the ones who had destroyed the patterns of the tomb.

Looking at it now, they likely weren’t just grave robbers.

Instead, they were more like determined individuals with great conviction.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have risked their lives to prevent the resurrection of ‘Mad King’ Auduin.

Elder Clinton noticed his interest in the stones and explained, “These are Asgard Divine Stones, legendary stones from the mountain of the gods, favored by Ancient God Devotees for constructing divine temples…”

Leonard Churchill nodded, his expression becoming somber.

Because by then, he had already heard the sounds of battle.

….

The fight was intense.

It seemed as though all those from the Southern Continent were restrained.

Stealthily progressing, Leonard Churchill and Elder Clinton saw countless severed limbs along the way.

The remains of necrotic creatures must have been the undead spirits summoned by old Mo.

What surprised Leonard Churchill were the other remains, which were limbs of puppets etched with high-tier curses!

The number was substantial; it looked like a puppet army had been utterly decimated, leaving pieces everywhere.

Seeing those puppets, Leonard Churchill couldn’t help but think of someone.

He had seen a very formidable Puppet Master before.

In the Divine Ruins Treasure House.

One of the four Knights below the King Orlan court, the ‘Puppeteer’ Domingo!

Seeing the puppets here, Leonard Churchill had already guessed what those people from the Southern Continent had encountered.

The four Knights below the King were not a recent phenomenon but a tradition passed down from the Taren Dynasty, the four most trusted personal guards of the Emperor.

Following the sound of battle all the way, they encountered nothing but severed limbs and bodies.

Upon reaching the third floor of the palace, the noise of the battle was clear and loud.

“I’ll hold off this Catastrophe! Assassin Squad, you go upstairs and find King Augustus’s body first!”

“Your Highness, it’s impossible, we can’t get up there, there are too many puppets controlled by the monster. Plus, there are thread traps everywhere, one touch and the monster will notice…”

“Then concentrate your firepower and kill it first! I refuse to believe this monster’s puppets are endless!”

“…”

Leonard Churchill didn’t dare to go up in person but instead sent his shadow to scout the situation.

The battle was very fierce.

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In the shared vision of the shadow, corpses littered the ground.

Over a hundred people from the Southern Continent had come here, but now less than a hundred remained.

All elite warriors.

Now they had transformed into various Great Dragon forms, caught in an intense battle.

And facing this group of people was a one-armed mummy with most of its body in ruins, standing guard at the palace staircase, as if it alone were holding off an army.

This one-armed mummy had woven a defense formation with Undead Air, resembling a spider’s web.

From each strand pulled along the limbs of broken and lame puppets.

The puppetry arts were dazzling – Elements Spells, toxins, flying needles, melee, steel wires, grappling lines…

Nearly every method a card master could employ, the puppets could execute.

With its single-handed control, it held off the hundredfold invaders.

Leonard Churchill, witnessing this, immediately guessed the identity of this individual.

There was a high probability it was Samir Hodger, also known as “Thousand-handed Shura,” one of the last Four Knights of the Taron Dynasty three thousand years ago.

A legendary Trickster, said to have solo records of annihilating nations.

The mummy’s missing arm was an old injury, and those puppets were in tatters.

But even so, it was not falling behind in the fight.

The invaders from the Southern Continent were not mere lackeys, but elite warriors brought by Prince Sane.

And they wielded various high-tier cards and powerful ancient relics, but even so, they gained no advantage over the puppets.

It was hard to imagine just how formidable this Trickster must have been in life.

….

“Looking at this, the group that invaded the Imperial Mausoleum back then must have been very strong as well…”

Leonard Churchill looked at the scene before him, deeply shocked.

Those who killed “Thousand-handed Shura” Samir must have included top-tier experts as well.

As this thought brewed, Leonard was even more amazed by the one-armed mummy’s ability to manipulate the puppets.

The “Puppeteer” Domingo they had encountered in the Divine Ruins Treasure House was strong, but his control of the puppets still seemed like he was managing a group of them.

However, this mummy was different.

Despite only being connected by strands of thread, the puppets moved as if they were living people.

Each puppet possessed perfect combat skills and responses, as though each one had its own consciousness.

And that was the difficult part.

To manipulate a single puppet to this lifelike degree was already extremely challenging for Leonard.

Let alone several puppets, which might be the limit of human cognition.

Yet before him, there were hundreds.

Moreover, the mummy was controlling them with just one arm, which was not just an exaggeration of ability but downright inconceivable.

“Could it be the legendary Fifty-two Demonic God Secret Skills of the Trickster Sequence?”

Leonard murmured a guess.

But this was not the time to be an onlooker.

He observed the situation and saw that the people around Prince Sane were tied up with monsters and unable to extricate themselves.

This was the perfect opportunity.

If he waited for a victor to emerge from either side, Leonard did not believe he would fare well with either of them.

With that thought, he stealthily directed the shadow toward the upper levels of the palace.

He wanted to see for himself what the state of King Augustus’ corpse was.

The shadow being an elemental entity, was nearly unbounded by physical constraints.

It moved quietly upward, managing to avoid both sides engaged in fierce combat.

Upon reaching the vacant upper level of the palace, Leonard’s shadow immediately noticed a massive golden throne in the central position.

The throne appeared to have been sundered by some blade, with a very smooth cut across the backrest.

And upon the throne sat a solitary figure with a sword thrust into its chest, sitting there in desolation.

Leonard’s pupils constricted slightly: “So this is ‘Mad King’ Alduin…”

Upon closer examination, he recognized the sword as well – it was familiar.

He had seen its design earlier on a coffin.

If Leonard was not wrong, it was one of the Four Holy Artifacts of Kingship, the “Olympus Holy Sword”!