Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1171 - Chapter 1171 Chapter 359 Undermining the Moon God_3

Chapter 1171: Chapter 359: Undermining the Moon God_3 Chapter 1171: Chapter 359: Undermining the Moon God_3 The one that the Moon God feared was still trapped in the illusion, the two Eighth-Order Marshals from the Southern Continent and a group of other experts.

Leonard Churchill indeed had ideas about causing destruction.

This was the trump card he had reserved for preserving his own life.

The two people on his shoulder were the best indication of this.

As long as the other party was not foolish, they could guess that he clearly had the capability to wake the two people up in the real world.

But he had not.

There could only be some plan at play.

Like in a game of chess between experts, once a certain level was reached, the moves each other made didn’t need to be spoken out loud; they could see through them to some extent.

Leonard Churchill knew that the more arrogantly he behaved, the more reluctant the other party would be to take rash actions against him.

Conversely, if he seemed more cautiously trying to escape, the other side would be more eager to eliminate this hidden threat.

Now, you want me to leave, but I just won’t.

Leonard Churchill looked up at the position of the moon and the divine tree, the “Four Pillars Divine Barrier” he had seen many times before.

The center must be where the Moon God descends, but he had no intention of walking into that trap.

The positions of the four pillars must correspond to four altars.

Calculating the position of the altars in his mind, he took out a motorcycle and rode it straight to the target location.

Since he had already offended them to death, Leonard Churchill decided to go find something first.

…

Before long, the motorcycle arrived at Colorful Street in the Northern District.

Leonard Churchill, looking at the strong signs of overflowing Extraordinary Traits, easily located this pillar altar.

It was a military base, flying the flag of the Moon Knight.

No wonder it had not been suspected before.

Leonard Churchill blasted open the main gate, and a thick, choking scent of blood rushed straight to his head.

“You have listened to the Demonic Whispers directed to Akniela, exempt from Mental Chaos, you touched the ‘Old Days Relic’.”

As Enlightenment emerged, a wave of drowsy Mental Pollution hit him.

Upon a closer look, the room in front of him was filled with mountainous transparent crystals.

Leonard Churchill saw the dense Extraordinary Traits and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: “Tsk tsk, so it really is here…”

This was an old tradition of the Silver Moon Sect.

The millions who died in Talon Mechanical City were condensed into Mithril Spirit Mediums, used to reward the Moon God.

Although some were absorbed by the Moon God, even the remnants were a vast amount for Leonard Churchill.

He unapologetically began to pack them up, slicing them like tofu while stuffing them into an oil painting.

At the same time, Leonard Churchill also began to greedily devour them.

His level four Demon’s Feast swallowed the Extraordinary Traits in huge gulps.

“You used Feast Devour, physique +0.3”

“You used Feast Devour, strength +0.39”

“You used Feast Devour, tenacity +0.12”

“…”

The purity of the Extraordinary Traits could be said to be the highest Leonard Churchill had ever encountered.

He continued to pilfer the Moon God’s corner unabashedly.

Finally, those who had been watching him from behind the scenes could no longer resist showing themselves.

…

“Do you know what you’re doing?!”

Hearing the cold questioning coming from behind, Leonard Churchill was not surprised in the least.

He didn’t even stop his actions, continuing to dig at the corner while casually responding, “Should I address you as Princess Betty, or as Lord Arachne?”

With a sidelong glance, a young girl in a black princess dress had appeared behind him at some point.

It was the Princess of the Black Dragon Kingdom from Augustus’ Mausoleum that he had seen before.

Her clear eyes shone like the moon, with hints of mysterious light.

Her silver hair, which had changed color, floated without wind, emitting an indescribable divine presence all around her.

Leonard Churchill knew that the current Betty was a special being endowed with the will and power of a god.

Hearing Leonard Churchill’s question, Betty didn’t respond, only looking at him coldly.

That beautiful face bore an expression of indifference typical of a superior being looking down on lower creatures, as if she felt a weak human wasn’t worthy of conversing with her.

Leonard Churchill didn’t mind and kept on stuffing two more door-sized spirit mediums into his bag.

The descent of an Ancient God?

No, it was still far off.

Although Leonard Churchill didn’t know what exactly “God Tier” meant, he had read some descriptions in classic books.

He guessed that the blood media from sacrificing millions in Talon Mechanical City couldn’t possibly sustain the complete descent of an Ancient God.

To describe it accurately, Leonard Churchill felt that the current “Betty” seemed like a card master after “Demonic Solution,” merely a projection of a Demon God’s power.

It’s just that this person’s level of “Demonify” was a bit high.

Leonard Churchill couldn’t understand her current state.

But he wasn’t afraid.

After all, his contract with the Immortal Aegis Animals was not necessarily inferior to her.

Besides, “Princess Betty” had been focusing her attention on those from the Southern Continent from beginning to end.

Leonard Churchill also didn’t think she would want to fight to the death with him over a bit of spirit medium.

Moreover, if she was confident she could kill him, she would have done so earlier.

That she hadn’t made a move now meant she wouldn’t make one anymore.

He was quite certain of that.

Watching Leonard Churchill ignore her and brazenly steal her resources, “Princess Betty” finally couldn’t bear it any longer and coldly said, “Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?”

Leonard Churchill simply smiled indifferently and said, “Well, your excellency has already killed me several times.”

Any threat would do.

A death threat was the least novel of all.

Moreover, if I don’t cause trouble, you won’t pursue and try to kill me?

Leonard Churchill had clashed with the Silver Moon Sect more than once.

If there was a chance, both sides would go for the kill.

He didn’t mind an additional conflict.

Betty looked into Leonard Churchill’s calm pupils, as if seeing through his inner composure, and said nothing more.

Leonard Churchill knew she wasn’t just making idle talk but was observing and testing him.

If she discovered even a slight flaw, she would attack immediately.

But he didn’t care.

His confidence stemmed from his genuine capability to cause trouble and the protection of the Ancestral Spirit.

Although he wasn’t qualified to use that great serpent as an enforcer, the effect of bluffing was sufficient.

As a Mysterious Series Card Master with exceptionally strong perception, Leonard Churchill believed that Princess Betty could certainly sense his “confidence.”

As expected, Betty looked at him, and though her face was gloomy, she remained silent.

The two stood in silence, opposing each other.

Leonard Churchill continued to extract the spirit mediums.

Eventually, having dug up enough spirit mediums to last him for a long time and sensing the volcanic eruption of murderous intent behind him, he knew it was about time.

It was enough, moving more might truly provoke her to a rampage.

Also, the spirit mediums were the energy source sustaining the illusion barrier; it wouldn’t be ideal to collapse the array entirely.

Leonard Churchill stopped and spoke to “Betty” behind him, “Let’s consider these spirit mediums compensation for our grievances. From now on, we’re even. How about it?”

She definitely wouldn’t respond.

Leonard Churchill smiled without minding her arrogance and courteously added, “Farewell.”

Thinking twice, he corrected himself, “Never mind, it’s probably best if we never meet again.”

Behind him, “Betty” watched Leonard Churchill with cold eyes.

If looks could kill, he would have died hundreds of times already.

But in the end, she didn’t make a move and vanished into thin air.

Just like that, Leonard Churchill gathered a large number of spirit mediums, collected any Spoils of War he could on the way, then rode his motorcycle a few blocks away and took the people gathered by the Song Family and Roy’s Family in the bunker into the painting.

Then he found a jeep, started it up, and drove off.

There were still some survivors in the city, but there was only so much he could do.

Moreover, as soon as he left Talon Mechanical City, the pursuit would surely begin.

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