Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1369 - Chapter 1369 Chapter 420 The Pursuer of Light from 3000 Years

Chapter 1369: Chapter 420: The Pursuer of Light from 3000 Years Ago Chapter 1369: Chapter 420: The Pursuer of Light from 3000 Years Ago “Eliminate the rebel scout, Contribution points +1”

“Eliminate the rebel elite signalman, Contribution points +4”

“Eliminate the rebel scout leader, Contribution points +10”

“…”

Leonard Churchill didn’t know the enemy’s situation and had to choose a quick fight.

A few breaths later, eight corpses lay in a pool of blood.

Leonard killed four, Tracy Garcia and Camilla took care of two each.

It had to be said that it was only because they encountered these four. Otherwise, the means of this elite scouting party were enough to lay a small Mercenary Corps to rest in coffins at land.

Looking at the bodies and then at the Contribution points he had received for the kills, Leonard roughly assessed the strength of the enemy they faced for this mission.

A Third Tier card master was only worth one Contribution point to him–did he theoretically have to kill ten thousand to gather ten thousand points?

Leonard exclaimed with feeling, “These card masters who have experienced war really do have strong combat power.”

Camilla nodded as well, “Mhm.”

Although the three of them dealt with the enemy easily just now, that was because all three of them had very strong methods.

But one must know that this was just an ordinary scouting team.

Yet the combat power, experience, and Will they demonstrated just now were absolutely beyond comparison to Same Tier card masters from three thousand years later.

They had killed the men, but they still needed vital intelligence.

Tracy Garcia was taking out a Spirit Communication Scroll, performing a Soul Search on one of the corpses.

This Bun-Haired Miss was a High Priest, naturally skilled in the Secret Skill of Soul Search.

Sounds like the chanting of sacred hymns were recited from her mouth, and mysterious glyphs lit up on the Spirit Communication Scroll.

In the blink of an eye, Tracy Garcia obtained some information and said with a serious expression, “This squad is part of the fifth legion of the rebel Trident… their main camp is five kilometers to the northwest. But… we don’t need to look for them anymore. By killing these people, we’ve already been discovered.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Enlightenment appeared: “C-rank mission triggered: your and your companions’ act of ambushing the rebel scouts has been exposed. The rebel commander ‘Shadowblade Harold’ has already led elites to encircle and eliminate you. You need to survive…”

“Heh heh…”

Leonard looked at Enlightenment and chuckled.

This Spatial Will really didn’t give anyone a chance to breathe; the moment they arrived, they encountered an attack, and after counterattacking, they were pursued.

But War Mode was all about fighting and killing anyway, and the three of them were already mentally prepared.

They also did not intend to stay in the same place for long.

A rebel commander wouldn’t be too big of an issue, being C-rank difficulty; he surmised that “Shadowblade Harold” was at most Seventh Rank.

What they were afraid of was drawing the attention of the true top-tier combat power of the rebels.

Just as the three were about to leave, Leonard suddenly exclaimed with surprise, “Huh? Where’s Senior Clinton?”

He had thought the old senior had once again hidden somewhere, as was his habit.

But now he hadn’t shown up, and moreover, Leonard could not sense the presence of any living people nearby.

At that moment, Camilla also said, “I didn’t see anyone when we came in. He probably didn’t come with us.”

Tracy shrugged her shoulders, indicating she hadn’t seen him either, and guessed, “Maybe we didn’t end up in the same location after entering the space.”

The two women didn’t fully understand Elder Clinton’s special characteristics, nor did they know why Leonard cared so much.

When Leonard heard what they said, his brow immediately furrowed.

He remembered a similar experience he once had.

Back in Summer Shepherd City, in the Mysterious Realm capable of reverting time, Elder Clinton had “mysteriously” disappeared like this.

But it was later discovered that it was because time had been reversed; everyone had been returned to a certain point in time, except for Elder Clinton, which is why he had vanished.

Thinking of this, Leonard’s first reaction was just that.

But after inquiring, both Camilla and Tracy had not noticed anything unusual.

Now that Elder Clinton was gone with no one to compare notes with, Leonard could only say, “Be careful, pay attention to changes in time and space… There’s something strange about this Alternate Dimension.”

…

The three of them raced through the Dense Forest at high speed, and soon, they realized they were being caught up with.

In the sky, there soared majestic eagles, and in the Dense Forest, some scouting spirits wafted through.

Taren’s End Period had endured dozens of years of war, and it had to be admitted that these rebels who survived to the final battle possessed experience and strength that should not be underestimated.

Moreover, there were a lot of High Tier card masters!

Even if Leonard and his two companions were exceptional, they still felt significant pressure.

Tracy also confirmed that behind them there had to be at least one Seventh Rank, three Sixth Tiers, and more than a dozen elites able to keep up with their pace.

Clearly, the enemy had judged the trio’s formidable strength based on the time it took them to eliminate the small squad just before.

Thus, they had correspondingly strong forces for the pursuit right from the start.

If it were anywhere else, the three working together had more than a small chance to take down these pursuers.

However, without clearing up the situation, they dared not take action.

If they actually killed a Seventh Rank, next time, it might be an Eighth Rank coming for them.

This was a flawed strategy.

The three dashed through the forest, as sunlight intermittently spilled through the trees, adding an odd sense of idyllic splendor to the urgent chase.

As Leonard hurried along, his mind was also racing, “Little Garcia, how’s it going on your end?”

Tracy continued with the Soul Search, trying to get as much information as possible, “Almost there. About three more minutes!”

They had dared to rush in largely because of the Secret Skill of Soul Search that Bun-Haired Miss had learned from the Book of the Undead.

This Secret Skill allowed for high-efficiency, precise soul searching to gather intelligence.

“Three minutes?”

Leonard sensed the whooshing sounds from behind him and furrowed his brow.

If they kept running like this, they would inevitably be caught up with in three minutes.

However, though “Shadowblade Harold” was fast, Leonard also recalled that he wasn’t any faster than him.