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Chapter 1462 - Chapter 1462 Chapter 448 Leonard Churchills Brave Shout

Chapter 1462: Chapter 448 Leonard Churchill’s Brave Shout, Protect the Young Master!_3 Chapter 1462: Chapter 448 Leonard Churchill’s Brave Shout, Protect the Young Master!_3 The tactics might be simple, but they were the most reasonable arrangement under the circumstances.

For “Allen”, who was on the path of becoming a “Wisdom” card master, such keen observation wasn’t too far-fetched.

“Good!”

“Good!”

“…”

The other five teammates heard Leonard Churchill’s plan and nodded without hesitation.

Death was like a giant hand squeezing their throats, making it impossible for them to breathe.

They also realized that this simple tactic concealed an extremely rational judgment under utmost reason.

As soon as the words were spoken, the six had already caught up to the few people in front in combat.

Young Master Sack looked at Leonard Churchill’s six squire knights charging over and felt a surge of joy in his heart.

At the same time, he was moved; he actually had such brave guardian knights!

The way the six had just killed that assassin had already impressed Sack. Now their valor had completely won his approval.

However, the situation wasn’t optimistic.

Squire knights were unlikely to hold back a Second Order Assassin for long.

Sack just hoped that the six could buy him a little more time to breathe.

There was no time for any exchange; a Flash Technique shot up into the sky, and the six had forcibly entered the battlefield.

…

The two assassins had not killed their target in such a long time and were already anxious.

Having just watched their comrade be killed, they were filled with a restless fury.

The Flash Technique lit up the forest brightly, and several Curse Cards flew towards one of the limping assassins.

The two assassins were furious, both angry and outraged.

Even those four heavy armor-clad guards were merely retreating step by step in defense, barely able to protect themselves.

These card disciples actually dared to attack?

Courting death!

Although the two assassins didn’t take the six card disciples seriously, the constant harassment from them was annoying if left unaddressed.

The limping assassin completely ignored their threat. A few low-level Curse Cards were nothing to him, and he could easily withstand them.

However, in the next second, the cards exploded around him.

Dye Card, Stink Gland Marker, Developing Powder…

None of these Cards were offensive, but they were Curse Cards designed to mark an assassin.

Leonard Churchill knew he couldn’t defeat a Second Order Assassin; to survive, he first had to pinpoint the enemy’s location.

The cards exploded, each releasing a range attack, and the limping assassin, due to his own contempt, inevitably got marked with various symbols.

But he didn’t take it to heart.

He thought it would take just a few slashes to deal with them and there was no need to dodge.

The Second Order Assassin’s speed, which appeared to the card disciples as a series of illusions, instantly made the six of them’s scalps tingle.

In an instant, a dark shadow had arrived.

Leonard Churchill had just shouted out loud, also in a set of robes, which without thinking, marked him as the first target to be eliminated.

He was standing right there and had indeed shouted, because he alone was confident he could withstand a few moves in front of a Second Order Assassin.

Although a doppelganger had no chance of winning, Leonard Churchill was not unprepared.

His positioning was clever; right between him and the assassin’s approach was a fully armed Garfield.

If that person wanted to kill him, he would have to bypass the Dwarf Heavy Armor Warrior.

Garfield, upon hearing the command “charge” from somewhere, instinctively charged forward, even though his eyes only caught a trail of afterimages.

The limping assassin frowned upon seeing this; the charging spot of the Dwarf Heavy Armor was precisely blocking his path.

Although it wouldn’t injure him, it was like tripping over a stone – stumbling even if he ran into it.

The limping assassin coldly snorted inside, his high Agility allowed him to easily dodge the obstructing Garfield, while also slashing out with his dagger.

It surely cut skin, but he paid it no heed as he attacked Leonard Churchill once again.

What he didn’t expect was that this slight detour to avoid an obstacle would make him run straight into a card.

The card exploded, turning into three skull heads.

Wraith Technique?

The assassin recognized this Undead Spirit Curse.

He was a physical assassin and wasn’t good at dispelling wraiths; the Spell wasn’t damaging, but it was annoying.

Once marked by this spell, should he complete his task and attempt to flee, he could be tracked.

The limping assassin had an illusion for a moment that something was off.

But he just thought it was his misconception.

A few card disciples only, easily killed with a flick of the hand.

However, when he once again dodged the wraiths and approached Leonard Churchill’s position, he found the man had disappeared?

Instead, there was just a soft, sinking pit of quicksand on the ground.

The assassin instinctively jumped, avoiding the quicksand pit.

Looking at the center of the pit where it was still slowly sinking, his eyelids twitched suddenly, and he realized where the person had gone.

He had been blocked just a moment ago, which gave the target time to cast a spell.

Indeed.

Leonard Churchill had used Quicksand Skill.

He had sunk himself into the ground.

You, assassin, may be powerful, but surely you can’t follow me underground to kill me, right?

If you really want to kill me, a mere apprentice, at the risk of getting into the quicksand, then good, my other teammates will have a chance.

What the fragile assassins dreaded most was control, and seeing this, the limping assassin indeed could do nothing.

Elsewhere, he might have been compelled to drag such an abominable card disciple out, no matter how deep they buried themselves, and killed them.

But now, he had too many concerns.

…

Leonard Churchill’s Quicksand Skill plunged himself underground.

This move not only left the assassin helpless but also stunned his teammates.

Serli, Gale, and others were dumbfounded.

They had been watching the enemy head towards Leonard Churchill, thinking he was surely doomed, yet… What kind of move was this?