Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1790 - 543: Mechanical Legion Surrounds and Kills Tier 8_3

Chapter 1790: Chapter 543: Mechanical Legion Surrounds and Kills Tier 8_3

"..."

The moment he spoke, the massive command center went dead silent.

The generals and strategists froze for a moment, then their expressions uniformly turned solemn with respect.

It was only then that they realized the guest brought by their Supreme Commander possessed extraordinary insight and battlefield intuition.

At the same time, they replayed his earlier words in their minds, and the implications sent chills down their spines.

If what he said was true, and if the command center had initially opted for evacuation, wouldn’t they have been easily decapitated?

Although the plan had been to disperse, significant losses would have been unavoidable no matter how skillfully they executed it.

"..."

Leonard Churchill was indifferent to the reverent gazes directed at him.

At the root of it, it all boiled down to gaps in understanding.

He had visited the Southern Continent, studied countless classic books in the Royal Library, and deeply researched the methods and relics of the Dragon-blooded Card Masters there.

It’s true that water can mask most scents, but the rippling of currents, sounds, reactions of aquatic life—these are all weaknesses. The subtle difference between normal flow and a presence in the water is undetectable to most people, yet a Top-level Card Master can easily discern it. With the help of some magic relics, the detection range becomes astonishingly broad.

As everyone listened to Leonard’s brief "lesson," their expressions shifted from surprise to respect.

They were all top-tier strategists and immediately grasped the horrifying level of control he had over the overall situation embodied in his suggestion.

It dawned on them that the Supreme Commander had brought this individual to the command center not merely as an observer but because of his exceptional abilities.

Catherine Carter caught the flicker of admiration in the generals’ gazes directed her way, and a somewhat inexplicable fire sparked within her. She knew they misunderstood.

After all, even she hadn’t realized Leonard possessed such profound comprehension of war tactics.

Now, however, there was nothing she could say.

She simply turned her gaze toward Leonard, her crystalline eyes flashing with a fleeting, hidden reproach: You sly fox, why didn’t you say so earlier?

Leonard understood the look and smiled wordlessly.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t said it earlier; it was that his brain had been busy gathering, synthesizing, and analyzing all the information before arriving at this conclusion.

While he was pondering this, an unexpected development arose.

Suddenly, the rocky layer above the camp shattered with a resounding crash.

A massive hole, tens of meters in diameter, appeared.

In that instant, everyone’s eyes flashed with uncontained shock.

Previously, it had merely been a tactical hypothesis. Now, the reality played out before them, and Leonard’s earlier words instantly carried enormous weight.

....

The mechanics responsible for combat didn’t understand why the command center had issued such strange orders, but as elite soldiers, they simply carried them out without question.

Because strategic preparations had been made in advance, they avoided being caught off guard by the enemy attack.

Though the ceiling suddenly exploded, the mechanics were astonished but not panicked.

Almost instantly after the massive hole appeared, over a hundred cannons simultaneously fired into the opening, targeting the massive creature about to emerge.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

The strategy was simple: emerge and get obliterated.

The Dragon Descendant mercenaries in the cave hadn’t yet figured out what was happening when a storm of cannon fire mercilessly rained down on them.

Nonetheless, amid the smoke and flames, a massive creature with crimson-brown scales like a viper and enormous dragon wings emerged with unstoppable momentum, braving the barrage of cannon fire as it descended furiously.

Leonard instantly recognized the creature: the Eighth Rank "Poison Scythe," Zorass!

As soon as the monster flew into the camp’s airspace, countless cannons locked onto it and unleashed a concentrated bombardment.

Amid the chaos, the sounds of iron nails striking steel plates rang out sharply.

Virtually all the magic energy cannons and demon-breaking crossbow arrows left only shallow marks on its hardened scale armor, failing to cause any real damage to the monstrous dragon.

Instead, the monster let out a piercing screech, unleashing a terrifying whirlwind across the camp.

An invisible pressure swept through, and the mechanics clad in low-level Mechanical Battle Armor were instantly stunned, unable to move.

In the command center, Catherine Carter and the strategists wore extremely grim expressions.

It was their first time witnessing such an overwhelming display of Dragon’s Might.

Although the command center’s defense boundary blocked the physical effects, the instruments showed the horrifying true scale of the Dragon’s Might.

A strategist glanced at the dashboard and reported, "Supreme Commander, the Dragon’s Might level has reached Level 16... ten times higher than the samples of Seventh-Order Dragonkin we previously analyzed."

Everyone’s expressions grew even more solemn.

Such a level of power was enough to cause instant mental collapse for unprotected soldiers.

Even basic mecha would likely be unable to endure its effects.

For the first time, they witnessed the sheer terror brought by an Eighth Rank Dragon-blooded Card Master—one individual’s combat power was enough to paralyze half the camp.

Thankfully, the camp had numerous unmanned automatic mechanical devices unaffected by Dragon’s Might.

Additionally, the thirty Hunting God Armors and several Advanced Battle Armors were equipped with helmets made from Mental Alloy, granting immunity to most spirit-based attacks.

In the midst of this, Leonard remained unruffled.

Not only had he encountered Eighth Rank Dragonkin before, but he had also slain them.

What intrigued him more was the futuristic tech of the allied forces. Dragon’s Might could now apparently be quantifiably rated as if it were an energy source?

It seemed the Old Continent had yielded fascinating discoveries in ancient technology to the allied forces.

....

The elite members of the Dragon Wing Viper Mercenary Corps followed their leader down through the shattered ceiling, only to be met head-on with a crushing blow.

Their initial assumption was that their leader would bulldoze his way through effortlessly, allowing them to mop up the battlefield and chase down the fleeing stragglers afterward.

This strategy had worked flawlessly for them countless times before, with every operation ending in resounding victory.

But an unexpected barrage of cannon fire caught the mercenaries completely off guard, leaving them scrambling like rats under siege.