Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1055 - Chapter 1055 Chapter 324 Old Friend_3

Chapter 1055: Chapter 324 Old Friend_3 Chapter 1055: Chapter 324 Old Friend_3 The Seventh-Order Card Master launched a stealth attack with an instant curse spell, giving no one any chance to react.

Leonard Churchill had actually guessed from the moment that guy began to speak that he would make a move. He couldn’t avoid it, nor did he intend to, just muttering dully, “How pointless…”

Three evil spirits charged hideously towards Leonard Churchill and his two companions.

Although Prince Salo and Princess Betty from the opposing side also felt that such a stealth attack was somewhat beneath the dignity of the royal family, under the current circumstances, they found it inappropriate to voice their objections.

“Three Corpses Leaving Soul” was already a high-tier curse of the undead, relentless until it locked onto the target’s soul.

They had expected to witness the scene of Leonard Churchill and his two companions dropping dead on the spot.

But then a dramatic turn of events unfolded.

Just as the three evil spirits, brimming with killing intent, were about to close in within a foot of the trio, aiming for their souls,

the next instant, that unremarkable looking old man merely glanced slightly, a sharpness flashed in his turbid eyes, and the three evil spirits froze on the spot, like cats whose tails had been stepped on, and they immediately bristled!

Yes!

Brustled!

The three evil spirits seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, their spiritual bodies shockingly morphing into irregular, jagged shapes.

“What’s going on?”

The five people from the Southern Continent were utterly puzzled. What exactly had those three done?

It seemed…

It seemed like with just a glare from the old man, they were so frightened that their spiritual bodies almost disintegrated?

These malevolent spirits, already condensed from evil spiritual bodies, could be frightened?

However, before their shock could even register on their faces, an even more unexpected scene occurred.

The three evil spirits, as if they had seen something unspeakably horrific, turned to flee.

Yet unexpectedly, they hadn’t gotten far when a chilling breeze blew past.

A spectral blue cat with five eyes emerged from the void, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed the three evil spirits into its stomach.

This Five-Eyed Strange Cat, having consumed the evil spirits, sat in the corner satisfactorily as if it had eaten three mice.

At that moment, a delicate hand reached out from the void, gently petted the big cat’s head, and praised, “Meow Meow, you did well~”

Seeing this cloaked figure suddenly appear, the people from the Southern Continent braced for a confrontation.

…

Leonard Churchill had seen this ghostly species of catastrophe before, the very rare “Yama – Five-eyed Evil Cat”.

And that mysterious person in a cloak, of course, was its owner, the Spirit Communicator Miss.

Leonard Churchill watched the sudden appearance of the girl and her cat, as if he had expected it all along, without any surprise.

Instead, he was a bit startled by Elder Clinton’s method just now.

It wasn’t the spiritual cat that drove away the three evil spirits, but the old man himself.

As he was thinking, Tracy Garcia lifted her cloak and gracefully bowed, “Senior Clinton, hello.”

Elder Clinton was stunned for a moment, then replied somewhat awkwardly, “Young lady… hello.”

But after a thought, he asked, “Do we know each other?”

Tracy Garcia blinked and said, “My mother has mentioned you to me. You once gave her some advice.”

“Ah?”

Elder Clinton obviously had forgotten, looking utterly perplexed.

A few simple sentences left the five people from the Southern Continent sweating profusely.

They had never imagined that events would unfold to this extent.

Old Karen, watching the four people in front of him, became very serious and whispered to Salo beside him, “Your Highness, be careful!”

As a necromancer, Old Karen was no stranger to this kind of ghastly creature, the “Yama Cat”.

Not to say that such a legendary catastrophe is hard to come by, even if one caught it, it would be very difficult to tame by humans.

Even if it was truly tamed, it was highly prone to turn on its master.

This young Spirit Communicator was able to domesticate such a wicked cat so docilely?

Old Karen immediately realized that the newcomer was no ordinary person.

Was that the young man’s confidence, having this Spirit Communicator as an ally?

But Old Karen was a bit puzzled; his sense of Dragon’s Might indicated that the girl’s tier might not be higher than his own.

The more he thought about it, the more elusive it became.

….

After Tracy Garcia greeted Elder Clinton, she turned to Leonard Churchill with a curious smile and asked, “Wow, Mr. Leonard Churchill, how did you know I was here? Even that elderly gentleman didn’t notice.”

Leonard Churchill smiled. The Bun-Haired Miss had been able to hide in the Red Dragon King’s palace for half a month without being discovered, so it was normal for Old Karen not to detect her.

He didn’t know how to explain his own deduction and instead asked, “Little Garcia, when did you arrive?”

If Tracy Garcia was here, then Camilla must have arrived as well.

That was the result Leonard Churchill had deduced earlier.

The commotion from the recent fighting must have been due to Camilla clashing with the New King, Arthur.

…

Since it was guessed that Wayne White had infiltrated the trial team to come to the Imperial Mausoleum at the behest of the Orlan Royal Family,

it wouldn’t be surprising for Arthur, as the King, to appear in his family’s ancestral tomb.

After all, Augustus was not the only direct descendant of Arthur, there was also an illegitimate princess who had been cast out.

So it was no surprise that Camilla came here.

During the battle at the Divine Ruins Treasure House in Sinless City, the Silver Moon Sect and the Crimson Sect were almost annihilated.

Leonard Churchill afterwards learned some details about that event.

The reason why Tracy Garcia’s mother didn’t side with the Orlan Royal Family wasn’t because of betrayal,

but because she supported Camilla, the prime heir.

That involved some complicated struggles for kingship and plans for the continuation of civilization.

The details were too complex to explain in a few words.

But Leonard knew that because of her mother’s death, Camilla was now fighting to take back some things that belonged to her.

Of course, he supported whatever his friend wanted to do.

And this old friend was now a member of the Illumination Secret Society.

Therefore, the situation was quite delicate.

Leonard felt that if he could think of these things, so could Mushroomhead.

No wonder the traces he had felt before seemed familiar.

He had only understood the situation a moment before.

Because the Illumination Secret Society was involved in this affair.

This tomb was also the burial place of Camilla’s ancestors.

As for the ancestral legacies inside, technically, she too had a right to inherit them.

As for why such mystery was necessary,

it was still to guard against the methods of the Mysterious Type.

After all, among the Great Dragons, many High-Tier members of the Dragon Clan possessed divination and prophecy abilities,

like the Black Dragon, for instance.

However, there was still something Leonard couldn’t quite understand.

The “Grave Digger’s Treasure Map” from before shouldn’t have been the work of Mushroomhead.

Although the Illumination Secret Society’s intelligence network was formidable, after all, it had been cut off from the East Wilderness for three thousand years.

Leonard speculated that Noah Wright didn’t even know the tomb was in the Rune Highlands until recently.

Therefore, the source of that information must come from someone else.

Seeing Tracy Garcia, Leonard could only think it must be the work of the Rebel Dragon Army from the Southern Continent.

It must be Alice starting to make her move.

His thoughts flew in an instant.

…

Upon hearing Leonard’s words, Tracy Garcia’s eyes were lively and clear as flowing water, she said, “I’ve been following you ever since you entered the Suspicion Tomb.”

After all, the tomb was dangerous, and she was worried about Leonard encountering unexpected dangers, so she had followed discreetly.

Moreover, as a direct descendant of the Great Priest Lineage, she had to come and see for herself when someone brazenly intruded into Augustus’ Mausoleum.

Leonard chuckled and shook his head as he listened.

He had thought he was in great danger, yet there had always been this Bun-Haired Miss secretly accompanying him from a distance.

However, now was not the time to dwell on these thoughts.

He looked at the five people from the Southern Continent opposite him and said again, “Prince Salo, what have you decided? If you change your mind now, my offer still stands.”

No matter what the outcome of the battle between Camilla and the new King Arthur was, it was impossible for those outsiders from the Southern Continent to leave alive.

By now, the five from the Southern Continent knew they were in a dire situation.

Sane, of course, saw the situation clearly, the three vanished Titan Mechs were enough to take seriously, let alone the sudden appearance of this Mysterious Spirit Communicator.

He might not see as clearly as Leonard, but he also saw the outline of a conspiracy.

A Spirit Communicator who had followed them all this way without being detected, and those people fighting deep in the underground palace… could directly prove that this entire trial had been calculated by some from the very beginning.

If the other side came prepared,

in the event of an actual fight, they might not stand a chance of winning.

And even if they somehow won, how would they get out?

What Salo hadn’t expected was that what he previously thought was a feint for a duel,

now even in the likelihood of victory, they still persisted.

Salo did not back down any longer and hesitated no more, he agreed, “Fine!”

At his word, even Old Karen next to him had nothing more to say.

His gaze lingered on Elder Clinton and Tracy Garcia, the more he looked, the more he felt a mysterious sense of inscrutability.