Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1605 - Chapter 1605 Chapter 487 Elder Clinton Archbishop Black

Chapter 1605: Chapter 487: Elder Clinton, Archbishop, Black Coffin_3 Chapter 1605: Chapter 487: Elder Clinton, Archbishop, Black Coffin_3 However, just as Leonard Churchill thought that the biggest gain today might be these picked-up goods, he unexpectedly heard a familiar voice from the bustling noise, “Let me tell you, if anyone knows this forest best, I’d be the second, and no one dares claim the first… the Fluorescent Forest, Funerary Mountain, Moon Creek Valley, Demon Longevity Hollow, Hell Volcano… I know all the dangerous spots. What? Not on your map? That’s too normal, my information is first-hand, understand, first-hand! The money you paid to hire me as a guide, you definitely struck it big…”

“Hey, don’t you doubt it. The Eighth Tier Nether Peacock that appeared recently, nobody recognized it, right? I did! It’s purebred Hellish Breed, reputedly a capable general under the Hell Demon King, with Silent Annihilation Divine Light that breaks all spells. And after its Transformation, it becomes an incredibly beautiful beauty… Oh man, speaking of beauty, there’s a lot to say…”

“Elder Clinton, it sounds like you’ve actually seen one?”

“How could I not have seen one? I once encountered a Nether Peacock in its Transformation Phase. My goodness, its beauty was literally bone-scraping, enough to make one go blind…”

“You’re just boasting… Talking as if it’s all real, hahaha…”

“But honestly, although the old man’s tall tales are outrageous and he’s a bit timid, he indeed successfully guided us here…”

“…”

As Leonard Churchill listened to that voice, he tilted his head for a better look.

A short distance behind, a small Adventure Group was wandering around the market.

It seemed that they had just arrived at the camp.

Their equipment was poor, their ranks mixed, and their team emblem unrecognizable; their professional setup also appeared hastily assembled…

Leonard Churchill only glanced once and knew this was a low-tier Adventure Group.

Only such groups dared to spend little money to hire unreliable guides.

And as for Adventure Groups, Leonard didn’t really care; he had seen too many people holding onto dreams of fortune, ready to venture into the Magical Beast Forest with little skill.

However, seeing that old man with a missing front tooth, enthusiastically spewing tall tales, Leonard’s corner of the eye twitched sharply.

Wasn’t this Elder Clinton?

It seemed this fellow had taken on a new identity as an “adventure guide.”

Sophia Jones also noticed the shift in Leonard’s expression and became alert, “What’s wrong?”

Throughout their journey, she had never seen Leonard make such a strange expression.

Following his gaze, Sophia also saw Elder Clinton and frowned.

As Leonard watched the boastful old man walk by not far away, the deep pupils of his eyes shimmered subtly with light, suddenly feeling an unexplainable thrill, “Tsk tsk, this guy showing up here, things are about to get big…”

Others thought this old man was just blustering.

But only he knew that what Elder Clinton was boasting about might actually be the man’s real experiences.

…

Their last encounter had been near the relics around Behemoth Imperial City in the Old Continent when Elder Clinton mysteriously disappeared.

Leonard had not expected to run into him here again.

But then his surprised expression quickly faded.

Indeed.

Such a huge event happening on this side of the Death Domain.

If this figure didn’t show up, something would seem off.

Sophia wasn’t familiar with Elder Clinton, but she knew of his existence.

Hearing Leonard’s recent remark, she gave him a puzzled look.

Leonard didn’t explain much, simply stating, “Let’s go, head back, I’ll explain slowly. Our plan might change now.”

It was not something easily explained in a few words,

but every time he encountered Elder Clinton, no matter what happened, the outcome would always lead to many deaths.

Leonard chose not to greet Elder Clinton.

One reason was because he didn’t want to involve the Great Sword Group’s comrades.

Furthermore, he felt that if he still held interest in the Death Domain, he would inevitably meet him again.

So, there was no rush.

Even though he was merely spotting a friend, Leonard’s mind suddenly seemed to be flooded with a barrage of information, complicating his thoughts.

He planned to head back and sort out his thoughts.

…

Originally, Leonard had planned for the members of the Great Sword Group to rest at the camp for a few days to assess the situation and decide whether to delve deeper into the Death Domain.

But the next day, everyone except Sophia and a few Sixth-tier cadre of the Revolutionary Army left the camp early.

After discussing with Sophia, the team decided to split into two parties.

One party was their high-level combat power, continuing to assess the situation at the camp, waiting for opportunities.

The other party was made up of Fourth and Fifth-tier core members who would head back to hunt Demon Beasts in other parts of the forest and also prepare for support.

Though their ranks were a bit lower, the team’s strength was still formidable.

With the route planned by Leonard, the risks were not too high.

At least the risks were much smaller compared to staying further in the camp.

Elder Clinton’s appearance was a risk assessment signal for Leonard.

Leonard wasn’t sure what would happen, but he was absolutely certain that the future on this side of the Death Domain would be very dangerous.

To avoid the cause and effect as much as possible, he didn’t elaborate on Elder Clinton’s situation to the rest of the Great Sword Group, merely mentioning his “intuition.”

This reason, though rather far-fetched, was unquestioningly accepted by everyone including Sophia.

When he indicated danger, the people didn’t hesitate and left.

With most of the Great Sword Group gone, Leonard suddenly felt relieved.

Whether it was Sophia or the cadre, they were all experienced in countless deadly battles and were prepared to face death.

With the remaining people, Leonard had no more worries.