Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1792 - 544: Poker Round · Flower Card Bluff Win

Chapter 1792: Chapter 544: Poker Round · Flower Card Bluff Win

"All units, suppress firepower! Group A Vanguard Squad, block the next wave of dragon’s breath—ensure the Hunting God Team’s combat power remains intact..."

"Vanguard Group A’s heavy mecha shield resistance to acidic magic patterns has been corroded by 27%, execute the replacement order; Vanguard Group B, move up..."

"Careful! The target has activated the Highly Poisonous Domain. Magic Barrier deployed, Potion Squad, release toxin neutralizer..."

"Spearhead Battle Armor Team’s damage rate is 13%. The decoy has been deployed, execute Plan S! Magic Energy Dragon-Hunting Crossbow, prepare to fire!"

"Spearhead Team, prepare to assault, Anti-Matter Cannon remains on standby..."

"..."

The command center housed a communication terminal connected to hundreds of mechanical battle armors.

Real-time battle commands were being issued relentlessly by the strategists inside the command center.

Many of these tactics had already been thoroughly discussed beforehand by Catherine Carter and Leonard Churchill.

A significant number of these strategies were recommendations proposed by Leonard Churchill, so nothing came as a surprise.

The forces engaged in the fight were all elite Allied troops; even when faced against the unprecedented Eighth Rank Dragon Descendant, no one backed down.

Orders were executed almost flawlessly, without any major errors.

While the battle was intense, in Leonard Churchill’s view, if the enemy couldn’t employ any unexpected moves, the outcome was inevitable.

After all, the Mechanical Legion was capable of withstanding the first wave of the fiercest assaults; beyond that, it was simply an attritional warfare.

Both the domain and dragon’s breath were considered "big moves" when the Dragon-blooded Card Masters transformed.

Although these attacks were incredibly powerful,

they consumed tremendous amounts of Curse Power.

"Poison Scythe" Zorass was undoubtedly of the Eighth Rank, but not everyone possessed "Gluttony," the Demon God Secret Skill, like Leonard Churchill.

Curse Power was finite.

Failing to pierce the Mechanical Legion’s defensive formation with dragon’s breath meant such "big moves" could not be endlessly employed; the longer the battle lasted, the weaker he would become.

Meanwhile, the mechanical equipment was replaceable.

For instance, the poison-resistant mechanical shields specifically prepared for this ambush—each soldier had several backups.

Once corroded, they could be replaced and continue fighting.

Although mechanical battle armors also faced issues like overloading and energy depletion, with precise tactical coordination, defensive intervals could be used effectively to swap out components and restore combat power.

This was the terrifying aspect of the Mechanical Legion.

These hundreds of mechanical battle armors functioned as individual units but also as a cohesive whole.

If one failed to penetrate the Legion’s formation, they became an unstoppable steel tide.

In the sky, the reddish-brown monster dragon grew increasingly frustrated, yet it remained helpless against the Mechanical Legion.

"Poison Scythe" Zorass had never fought such an oppressive battle before. It seemed that every tactic he used was precisely countered, his efforts landing ineffectively as if striking cotton.

He couldn’t understand, thinking this was supposed to be a trivial lawn-mowing session against the East Wilderness locals.

How had it ended up like this?

As the commander, Zorass couldn’t fathom it, nor could the mercenaries of the Dragon Wing Viper Mercenary Group.

Under the concentrated barrage of countless Magic Energy Cannons from the Mechanical Legion, seventh and eighth-tier card masters could rely on their formidable strength to endure,

but the low-level card masters were nothing more than sitting ducks.

Against the terrifying firepower coverage of the Alliance Army, the ancient magical equipment of the Southern Continent was as fragile as paper.

At that moment, death seemed to personally visit the battlefield, an invisible black scythe cutting down lives as bodies fell like harvested wheat.

...

However, the core focus of the entire battlefield remained the encirclement of the Eighth Rank "Poison Scythe" Zorass.

The vast encampment was now enveloped in a thick green toxic mist, rendering visibility completely impossible.

This was Zorass’s Highly Poisonous Domain.

For ordinary human card masters, it wasn’t just a matter of not being able to see; they would dissolve into a bloody pool within moments.

But the sensory capabilities of mechanical battle armors were completely unaffected. Though blind visually, the mechanics’ helmets displayed the target’s location with clarity.

Thermal imaging and life-detection technology exposed every movement of the target.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Over a hundred Demonic Break rune lock chains [Mechanical Dragon Hunting Spears] shot out from steam-powered jetting devices, which had been charged for some time.

Steam machinery required charging, but unlike human movement patterns, it lacked the conspicuous pre-swing gestures, allowing for swift, concealed launches.

In his transformed dragon form, Zorass had gained immense physical prowess, but his ability to evade was significantly hampered.

Over a hundred steel ropes accurately struck the monster dragon, its wingspan stretching over ten meters in the air.

Although a series of "clang, clang, clang" sounds accompanied by flickering firelights indicated failure to penetrate his defense,

no one in the command center was concerned.

Because the "manual" explicitly stated that such dragon-hunting spears were incapable of harming Eighth Rank Dragon Descendants.

The true function of the steel ropes was to bind!

The monster dragon, caught off guard, was immediately ensnared by the massive steel web.

Although he managed to corrode a few ropes around his neck with dragon’s breath, in that fleeting moment, the second and third wave of steel ropes rained down.

After the hiss of several rounds of steam boilers venting pressure, the monster dragon in the sky was now tightly bound by hundreds of mechanical steel ropes, and their numbers continued to increase.

Like a caged bird trapped in an iron prison, there was no escape.

Despite "Poison Scythe" Zorass’s furious roaring and continuous dragon’s breath attacks to snap the ropes, this was the Alliance Army’s tactic.

They intended to force him into using dragon’s breath repeatedly, exhausting his Curse Power.

Against an Eighth Rank Dragon Descendant, without the ability to swiftly eliminate him, attritional warfare was the only option.

Like prey ensnared in a hunter’s trap, the ideal moment for capture was when the prey was drained and defenseless.

After struggling for what felt like an eternity, the monster dragon finally admitted defeat, his enormous form shrinking rapidly as he reverted back to human shape.

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