Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1758 - 534: Stealing the Calamity of War’s Luck

Chapter 1758: Chapter 534: Stealing the Calamity of War’s Luck

The Revolutionary Army and the Rebel Dragon Army met, and with Leonard Churchill as the intermediary, there was no need for any formality.

Leonard Churchill used spatial techniques to open the magic door that originally needed a key, revealing a warehouse full of weapons and equipment.

This instantly ignited everyone’s enthusiasm.

"Is this... the standard battle armor of the Black Dragon Royal Army? How many are there, ten thousand sets? Hahaha, the Rainbow Consortium has some connections, huh? How did they manage to get so many of these?"

"Look, there are so many [Break Gang Magic Arrows] here! And these boxes, all filled with army Curse Cards, possibly hundreds of thousands of Curse Cards!"

"The Armor equipment is all brand new, it looks like someone tampered with it right at the source workshop. Tsk tsk, well-prepared. If those riot armies in the city get their hands on this batch of equipment, this uprising might become unstoppable..."

"There must be more than one of these warehouses in the city, let’s clear this place out quickly and then move on to the others."

"..."

Giant Spirit City was once a territory directly under the Holy Church and is also a key fortress to the Magical Beast Forest. This place is rich in Extraordinary Materials, hence the large number of Magic Equipment workshops.

The best quality Cards materials and Leather Armor in the entire Ariel Empire are produced in Giant Spirit City.

It seems that the Rainbow Consortium had been planning to supply the Rebels with equipment for quite a while now.

On the racks, sets of Sub-dragon scales and Magic Steel forged Armor neatly arranged, reflecting the cold light under the lamps.

Long fur, shields, Great Swords, Battle Axes, Cards...

All these are quality equipment supplied to the armies of the Three Royal Families, and on normal days, even a set of Armor entering the market is taboo.

But now, these items appeared in piles in front of everyone.

The Revolutionary Army and the Rebel Dragon Army both have their own regular armies; they are very clear about the value of these equipments, and the significant impact they can have in the future.

Although for these top card masters, they have no use for it, but for large-scale legions, these are definitely top-quality equipments!

In legion-level battles, there’s no need for Secret Technique Spell Cards, only numbers matter.

Even the very common [Fireball Skill], if ten thousand people cast it together, it could have the effect of a Forbidden Curse.

In Leonard Churchill’s eyes, he saw how these equipments could exponentially increase the impact of the rebellion.

With this batch of equipment, the uprising in Giant Spirit City is almost unstoppable by anyone.

The estates of the Nobles and the wealthy merchants that still have a lot of equipment will inevitably become targets of plundering. Once the flames of War are ignited, the uprising will grow like a rolling snowball, unabated.

Thinking of this, Leonard Churchill could already see the grand scheme of ’War Disaster Master Mondliod’.

But now, Leonard Churchill and his companions have managed to remove some kindling from this fire that was about to blaze.

Originally, both sides thought the other was the enemy and were going to fight over the ownership of these War resources.

Now neither side minded, and together they quickly cleared out the Spoils of War.

The group left speedily.

Because they had an even more important place to go to.

....

"Aragon, you’re saying there’s an altar of the War Disaster Master in this city?"

"Yes. ’War Disaster Master Mondliod’ has been targeted by the Holy Tribunal for years and has few Believers. Now He needs a war to quickly gather War Disaster Divine Power, which requires a large enough riot to activate people’s inner belief in war... The leader told me before coming to pay special attention to the leader of the riot. It might be a God Descending Vessel of the War Disaster Master."

"Then I know who it is."

"Who?"

"A Gladiator, ’Blue Knight’ Konabos. Former Ceres Royal Family..."

"..."

When it comes to intelligence, the Rebel Dragon Army, which has been operating on the Southern Continent for three thousand years, knows much more than Leonard Churchill.

Especially now, with the Illumination Secret Society, that mysterious organization backing the Rebel Dragon Army.

Once the information from both sides was gathered, the whole story was quickly clarified.

As they hurried on their way, they talked.

Leonard Churchill and his companions do not oppose a Slave uprising; in fact, they have a positive attitude towards such movements for liberating the lower-class Commoners.

But this time is different, the goal of the War Disaster is not liberation, but simply to cause a Soldier Calamity.

Giant Spirit City is already ablaze everywhere, with bodies lying all over the streets, and throngs of armed rioters already driven to extremes.

Some of them are newly freed Slaves, but most are ordinary Commoners, mercenaries, and Adventurers.

And the number joining the riot is growing.

Their eyes red, their emotions inflamed.

Seeing the city engulfed in flames, seeing the normally haughty Noble Class faces filled with panic before turning into carcasses, the wealth of the houses is easily within reach...

This chaotic disorder, breakdown of classes, gives a sense of pathologic elation to those involved in the riots.

It’s as if awakening the most primal Demons within people’s hearts, giving a highly provocative psychological suggestion that by killing, you can easily gain everything.

Murder, revenge, wealth, lust...

With no restraint, the inner Demons in people’s hearts are amplified infinitely by some mysterious force, unleashed.

Holding the weapon in hand, the urge to kill comes naturally.

This is the kind of faith that the War Disaster Master needs.

Leonard Churchill watches, his gaze hardly fluctuating, as if he is standing from the perspective of a historical bystander, flipping through a segment of an Epic story that is unfolding.

In his eyes, he sees a giant chessboard, with everyone as pawns, charging and killing along the lines laid on the grid of the chessboard.