Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1609 - Chapter 1609 488 Chapter_3

Chapter 1609: 488 Chapter_3 Chapter 1609: 488 Chapter_3 Leonard Churchill didn’t mind at all and signaled the bartender to bring a few more drinks.

Since the other party was here, there was no rush; they chatted leisurely.

Leonard Churchill casually asked: “Senior, how did you end up in the Magical Beast Forest?”

Elder Clinton, feeling a bit ashamed for sipping a free drink, answered, “Just earning a living.”

“Oh.”

Leonard Churchill took his words seriously as he listened.

Previously, he couldn’t quite understand what Elder Clinton was up to.

But now, with an expanded horizon, he gradually began to comprehend a bit.

Leonard Churchill was also adept at playing roles, but he was aware that no matter how flawless his act was, there would still be traces to follow.

However, with Elder Clinton’s act, he never gave him that impression.

This feeling was like that of an actor; no matter how closely one followed a script, there would always be traces of performance.

And Elder Clinton, he was genuinely the character described in the script.

It was like he was part of some cosmic rule; no matter the identity, he never seemed out of place.

Since he was an Information merchant and didn’t recognize him yet, Leonard Churchill planned to make good use of this situation.

He directly asked, “Senior Clinton, I want to inquire, does the [Nether Peacock] have any weaknesses? If one were to deal with it, how could it be possible…”

Before the elder could finish listening, he hurriedly responded as though he feared the other party might reconsider the consultation, “Hey, young fella, you really know your stuff! Speaking of that [Nether Peacock], no one knows it better than I do. That peacock, a high-tier pure-blood Hellish Creature, Annihilation Light Beam, Break Ten Thousand Spell Technique…”

“Mm.”

Although Leonard Churchill had already heard him bragging on the street the day prior, he still listened intently, nodding occasionally in agreement.

Others might not believe it, but he believed without a doubt.

Sophia Jones also listened very attentively.

Although she didn’t know Elder Clinton and felt that his actions were unreliable, she recognized his competence.

After boasting for a while and seeing the serious expressions on their faces, Elder Clinton realized something.

He suddenly stopped and asked: “Are… are you serious?”

They seemed curious initially, but it looked like they were genuinely planning to target that [Nether Peacock].

“Mm.”

Leonard Churchill smiled subtly, then added, “I know that only the senior has information on that peacock, so I wanted to consult a bit.”

Elder Clinton, with an exaggerated scared expression, protested, “That’s an Eighth Rank Magical Beast! Even a large Mercenary Group might not be able to handle it… maybe inquire about something else…”

Before he could finish, Leonard Churchill pulled out a few Gold Coins and silenced the elder, “Other matters can wait. We just want to know about the Nether Peacock.”

He didn’t know why Elder Clinton was swayed by a few Gold Coins, but he had tried many times before, and it always worked.

Upon seeing the Gold Coins, Elder Clinton’s eyes immediately lit up, “Well then, that’s easy to discuss…”

Once paid, the elder stopped his verbose habit and got straight to the point: “That peacock has no weaknesses; its Annihilation Light Beam is invincible against spells, making any Spellcaster’s shield as useless as if they’re undressed; one touch, one death. Even Transcendent Armor is nothing but scrap metal in its presence.”

Leonard Churchill frowned upon hearing this and asked, “So, it has no weaknesses?”

“Well…”

Elder Clinton, honest after receiving the money, hesitated for a long while as if squeezing his brain. Finally, he added, “If you really want a weakness, it would be its relatively weaker physical body. Don’t use any spells against it; close combat is the best approach. Or master some non-Elemental Law Means, like time, space, fate, poetry, order, famine, war…maybe that could hurt it. It depends on the means. But let me warn you, if your Law Understanding isn’t at the Eighth Rank tier, don’t even think about touching it…”

“…”

Leonard Churchill listened very seriously.

Despite others deeming it dubious, he found the information worthy of deliberation.

But his words were surely accurate.

These were details never recorded in classic books, and even Leonard Churchill was hearing about them for the first time.

Regardless, that [Nether Peacock] wasn’t to be trifled with.

Catching a glimpse of Sophia Jones, her expression was also grave, seemingly weighing whether she was qualified to take this on.

Leonard Churchill asked in detail about the [Nether Peacock], and that was all Elder Clinton knew.

Since he had already asked, he casually inquired about the Phoenix, Hell Flying Dragon, and Apocalyptic Thunder Ape, three other recently seen Eighth-Order Magical Beasts.

Elder Clinton’s words indeed sounded exaggerated, but upon careful consideration, it was clear they contained many key pieces of information.

However, after hearing this, Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones felt even more solemn instead of having their doubts resolved.

The several Eighth-Order Magical Beasts that emerged from the Death Domain were each incredibly strong.

…

The wine was drunk one cup after another.

Leonard questioned indirectly about the “Death Domain.”

But Elder Clinton didn’t provide any meaningful information.

Leonard was used to it, as the old man’s memory was triggered by events, and he couldn’t remember anything before that happened.

Suddenly, he thought of some questions about cultivation and asked, “Senior, I have another question, concerning the comprehension of Domains. I mean, is it possible for a Domain to integrate the characteristics of many other Domains, the more the better…”

He knew that others would not understand his words, but the old man would surely understand.

Elder Clinton listened and clicked his tongue, “Domain? Oh, you think too highly of me. I am just a small Information merchant; I don’t understand anything about Domains…”

These days, with Sophia Jones’ guidance, Leonard had rapidly progressed in his understanding of Domains.

Now he could even use “Descending Gods,” Sophia Jones’s unique Domain.

But this was not his ultimate goal.

His intended Myriad Aspects Domain was still somewhat lacking.

Leonard’s path to transcendence was too complex and unique, and Sophia Jones did not have much useful advice.

Thinking that since he encountered Elder Clinton, he might as well ask.

He didn’t really expect an answer.

Leonard did not show disappointment but instead smiled and said, “Hmm. Thank you.”

He raised his glass to signal a drink.

After another gulp of wine, Elder Clinton seemed to feel short-mouthed, furrowed his old face and thought hard, then forced out a phrase: “What you’re talking about is too complicated… I remember someone saying that Domains aren’t that complicated. It’s like painting; you paint whatever Elements you understand. Having everything means you have nothing. It’s like paint, red is red, green is green, yellow is yellow… Mix all the colors together, and it turns black…”

“!!!”

When Leonard heard this, he didn’t think much at first, but as he carefully pondered these words, it struck him like lightning.

The words remembered by Elder Clinton must be from some historical top-level Card Master!

Paints, colors, mixture!

A simple analogy unraveled the true essence of Domains!

At this moment, Leonard felt as if he had grasped something, the scattered thoughts before, now seemed to have a crystallization point!

A singular point where all thoughts could adhere and concentrate!

Sophia Jones noticed the change in Leonard, a flicker of unusual light appearing in her eyes, and she glanced at the old man in front of her, her gaze growing deeper.

Leonard spoke gravely, “Thank you for your guidance, Senior.”

Elder Clinton, seeing his sudden seriousness, was utterly confused, “Huh? What… what did I say?”

Leonard chuckled.

He was also glad in his heart that staying in the camp was the right choice.

There are definitely few people in the world who could answer the question just now, and this man was the most authoritative.

He pondered for a moment, the feeling that he was about to grasp something growing stronger, but it still needed some time to digest.

Just as Leonard was about to ask a few more questions, the [Ring of God Stealer] on his finger twitched slightly.

Immediately, he murmured in his heart: “Vampire?”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman wearing a Priest’s Magic Robe, with her face half-covered, entering the tavern.

The woman glanced at the bar and walked straight toward them.

Prosperity confirmed it was a vampire, and moreover, a high-tier Bloodline.

While Leonard marveled at the woman’s boldness, he thought she had come for him.

But when the woman approached, she greeted Elder Clinton instead: “Senior.”

Despite the cloak-covered adventurer’s attire of the other party, Leonard recognized the voice immediately.

Isn’t this the Vampire Countess Mister he met at the Hundred Confluence Opera House in Giant Spirit City?

Her presence here meant that Reuel Bible had also arrived?