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Chapter 1459 - Chapter 1459 Chapter 447 Emperors Relics Curse God Card·Black

Chapter 1459: Chapter 447 Emperor’s Relics [Curse God Card*Black Spade 4]_4 Chapter 1459: Chapter 447 Emperor’s Relics [Curse God Card*Black Spade 4]_4 Indeed, very tricky.

But the fact that Young Master Sane was not dead was slightly beyond his expectations.

“Do you really have a Supreme treasure on you…”

Leonard Churchill muttered to himself.

Now that he wasn’t dead, that had to be the explanation.

His curiosity intensified about what kind of treasure could save Young Master Sack’s life.

…

“Quick, disperse the fog!”

Leonard Churchill and his five companions sprinted at full speed and soon realized the sounds of battle were close.

There was no need to worry about being exposed now, so Lizard Mage Serli kept using the [Purification Technique] to clear the fog that surrounded them.

In an instant, they could see the figures fighting in the distance.

Upon seeing the figure flashing with lightning, Leonard Churchill also breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he’s alive, it’s good.

Seeing this, he decisively yelled at the top of his lungs, “Young Master, we are knights from Sixteen Team!”

This shout was not just about showing loyalty.

The true purpose was to distinguish friend from foe, so as not to be mistakenly attacked by Sack and his guards.

Furthermore, the most important purpose was: to attract the enemy’s attention!

Only by reducing the pressure on that side could Young Master Sack stay alive.

As expected, this shout stirred up Sack’s side and immediately drew the enemy’s gaze.

“Hey, a few more are coming to die!”

As if hearing a voice of contempt, a dismissive voice came from the void.

Leonard Churchill didn’t sense where the enemy was but didn’t hesitate to use a [Blast Card].

With a “thud,” the blast detonated right in front of him.

Gale and the others were puzzled–did this “Allen” go crazy, blowing up himself?

But before they could understand what had happened, within the blast, an invisible Illusion was revealed, looking greatly surprised.

“Eh?”

It seemed as if the assassin was surprised about how he was discovered.

Leonard Churchill’s clone didn’t have the ability to detect it, but his recent shout had revealed his position and indicated himself as the “core” member of the team.

Moreover, he was dressed in Magic Type attire.

If he were the assassin, he would certainly target the frail one first.

So he anticipated the enemy would go after him first, hence the use of the [Blast Card].

This kind of card didn’t have great power, but it could create a wide-range shock in the surrounding area.

It was wholly sufficient for dealing with such low-level stealth techniques.

…

Seeing the transparent shadow appear, Gale and the others suddenly realized the gravity of Leonard Churchill’s quick reaction, and together they yelled, “It’s an assassin! Quickly use the Developing Powder!”

The most dangerous moment was right before they exposed themselves!

Now that he had revealed himself, the threat was greatly reduced.

In an instant, Developing Powder was scattered all over the ground.

Any footstep the assassin made would surely be detected.

Dwarf Garfield showed no fear, holding his small Round Shield in hand, he launched a [Charge] at the Illusion.

Despite being a whole tier below, the assassin, even though forced out by the explosion, dodged the clumsy straight charge with a twist of his body.

However, because of this avoidance maneuver, his trajectory had been predicted.

As soon as he landed, several green vines burst from the ground at rapid speed, entwining around him.

“Damn!”

The assassin cursed under his breath as he saw his feet caught by the vines, cutting them swiftly with his dagger.

But this action made his body stiffen once again.

At that moment, a dagger was already skimming past his neck.

It was Assassin Gael from the team who had made his move!

However, seeing such a technique full of flaws, the assassin didn’t feel the least bit threatened. A sneer flashed in his eyes, easily blocking the dagger from his lower-ranked peer with one slice.

Then with a deft move, he performed a [Tendon Pick], striking a bloody line across Gael’s wrist.

Gael grunted, instantly aware of the looming terror of death.

Just in that encounter, the First Order Assassin neutralized the combined attack of four members from the team.

Originally, with another casual slice, he would have been able to kill Gael, then withdraw to kill three Magic Types… and the fight would be over.

It was at that moment, completely unexpected by the assassin, that he suddenly heard the “pattering” sound of footsteps in the air.

Before he could understand what was happening, he saw a black-skinned youth charging from the momentary blind spot in his vision.

He tried to dodge, but his hand tendon cut, Gael bit down hard and flipped, delivering a [Knee Shatter] kick to the assassin’s knee.

The assassin had already pushed his body to the limit with consecutive actions, and now he could only dodge to the side.

Thinking that a knee injury could affect his agility, he decisively chose to dodge below and brace against the dark-skinned young man.

“Bang!”

It was in the instant of making that decision that the fist hit the assassin’s back solidly.

There was only the muffled thump of a sandbag, and a sinister force poured from the fist into his body.

The assassin’s expression froze in an instant, then his teeth gritted in agony!

“How is this possible?”

His bloodshot eyes widened in disbelief, as if he could not fathom the apprentice’s punch being so terrifying?

The mighty force continued to pour into his innards, and the assassin, previously intent on killing Gael, had no choice but to retract his dagger as his body was deflated of power and blasted backward.

With a “thud,” the assassin smacked heavily against a tree several meters away, unable to hold back, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

At the same time, he looked incredulously at the dark-skinned young man.

…

Not only was the assassin shocked by the punch, but his teammates, including Gangduodu, were equally astonished.

This… had that fellow just blown a First Tier card master away with one punch?

Under normal circumstances, a First Tier card master, protected by a Curse Power Protective Barrier, would be very hard to injure seriously with the methods of a Card Disciple.

But before their eyes, David’s punch had truly blasted the opponent into spewing blood at first impact.

Both Sack and the guards caught a glimpse of this scene and were equally surprised.

They had previously had two reinforcement teams come, but they were both killed by these well-prepared professionals.

They didn’t have time to issue a warning just now, and thought this “Sixteen Team” was going to repeat the same mistake.

Yet unexpectedly, in their six-man coordination, they had seriously wounded that professional assassin?

Not far away, only Leonard Churchill wasn’t surprised.

An average Air Skill Master indeed would find it difficult to injure a First Tier assassin in one go, but the Overlord Fist was different.

Just now, David had activated the Overlord Fist along with the Two-pole collapse, channeling the force directly into the opponent’s body; it was expected that the assassin would be greatly injured.

But observing that punch, Leonard Churchill complimented, “This guy’s martial arts talent is truly astonishing…”

He knew that over the past few days, he had been covertly observing David’s training.

But before this, he certainly had not demonstrated the strength of that punch.

That punch was clearly a breakthrough induced by crisis in the heat of battle, achieving an unexpectedly effective outcome.

With such enlightenment and innate talent, no wonder Barre Shepherd taught him the true skills.

However, reality didn’t give everyone much time to think.

David was already exploding off the ground once again, charging forward.

Leonard Churchill had already predicted this scene, and he could have acted preemptively according to his prediction, but he deliberately hesitated for a moment before releasing the card in his hand–[Black Oil Technique].

The assassin, still unsettled from the tumultuous vitality and blood, watched as the dark-skinned young man rushed toward him, and, disregarding his injuries, tried to dodge.

Yet unexpectedly, the moment he pushed off the ground, a pool of black, tar-like oozing substance appeared under his feet.

Just as he was unsteady, David’s sandbag-sized fist hit squarely on the forehead.

“Thud!”

The punch landed solidly.

Overlord Fist’s emphasis on technique allowed Ivan to face a First Order Assassin without any disadvantage.

With two successful ambushes, he repeatedly hammered down with heavy punches.

Meanwhile, Dwarf Gangduodu also rushed forward with shield and axe, and Leonard Churchill and Lizard Mage Serli were distracting with long-ranged magic support.

Four against one, they completely overwhelmed the assassin with no chance to fight back.

The combat between low-level card masters does not last hundreds of rounds; any fatal error, and it’s over.

In the end, the tough and resilient Dwarf Gangduodu, at the cost of taking two daggers himself, forcibly subdued the enemy.

David landed several more punches on the opponent’s neck, and as the sound of cracking bones resounded, the assassin lay dead on the spot!

In their first team operation, the squad had slain an enemy of a higher tier.

Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

And this scene was seen by Young Master Sack, who was in intense combat in the distance, who was also pleasantly surprised.

Happy that his prepared knights had such talent, and glad that there were reinforcements to share some of the burden.

…

All throughout, Leonard Churchill, who hadn’t seemed very conspicuous, didn’t pay much attention to the dead First Order assassin.

In the eyes of others, the assassin had only just died a second ago.

But in Leonard Churchill’s eyes, from the moment he cried out, the assassin was already dead.

Such a level of combat offered no surprises to him.

As opposed to an insignificant assassin, Leonard Churchill had more interest in other things.

He glanced at the golden card floating in Young Master Sack’s hand, narrowing his eyes sharply: “[Curse God Card*Black Spade 4]… Heh, this guy actually has an Emperor’s Relic in his hands, no wonder…”

And indeed, it was because of this Emperor’s Relic that Sack had survived until now.