Catastrophe Card King

Without a clue about the Holy Grail, any other thoughts are nothing but vanity.

Leonard Churchill looked at the imposing Gandalf again, his eyes revealing contemplation.

That old man, relying on the Magic Array beneath his feet, unleashed a barrage of attacks, quickly killing another Hell Flying Dragon in a short span of time.

Then, he faced the dragon’s sky-filling dragon’s breath alone, shielded only by his Magic Shield.

The sheer combat power was an eye-opener for Leonard Churchill.

But what he was more curious about was whether those two battered Stone Towers were actually Magic Towers?

At this moment, the two ruined towers were emitting dazzling magic light, as if gathering the power of the Elements around them without end.

Moreover, coincidentally, the two broken Magic Towers were situated right at crucial positions within Gandalf’s Magic Array.

This was quite fortuitous.

It felt as if the old man knew that there was going to be a tough battle ahead, didn’t it?

Was it an instinctual cautious setup?

Or was it a premeditated defense?

Leonard didn’t have time to think too deeply when a tall Red Demon wielding a large blade appeared before him.

Leonard also drew his Double-Handed Sword to counterattack.

The battle between the demons and humans raged in the forest engulfed by the sea of fire.

….

In the midst of the battle, Leonard took the opportunity to observe Noah Wright by his side.

At this moment, he was sure that the guy didn’t need his help at all.

Mushroomhead continued to be in precarious situations that seemed fatal, yet he never fell.

It was as if he had an absurd “luck value”.

Arrows shot toward him always missed by a fraction; cleaving knives came slashing over, and though he dodged clumsily, he always managed to avoid them by a hair’s breadth; he might be charred black by dragon’s breath, but vital points were never hit…

If it wasn’t incredible luck.

Then it was some kind of perfect deception, as if everything was calculated just right.

“Hiss… This guy is really strange,” Leonard admitted he couldn’t understand it.

In theory, only Third Tier card masters could enter this Alternate Dimension.

If this guy was disguised, how great would his mental calculation abilities have to be?

It was like a supercomputer…

Leonard found it hard to believe this was a capacity a human could possess.

He felt it was probably good luck.

Leonard glanced again at the Archer.

The fellow was still steady, just firing hidden shots and then moving swiftly.

Leonard couldn’t make anything else of it, only sure that the fellow was strong and not fighting with full effort.

He himself wasn’t either.

Because the intensity of this A-tier story in War Mode was maxed out.

Transformation wouldn’t change anything.

Leonard felt that even if he transformed and fought with all his might, he’d be doing well just to handle one Flying Dragon.

But right now there were more than a dozen.

Gandalf the Mage could withstand the attacks of several Hell Flying Dragons barehanded, and the Fourth Tier vice lord and a few Elite Guards were holding off a few more…

But the others couldn’t manage.

Usually, a Third Tier Catastrophe required an elite team led by a Third Tier card master to be safely neutralized.

Yet now there were less than ten adventurers.

And the NPC soldiers were suffering heavy casualties under the dragon attacks.

Gandalf’s Magical Power was limited, with no sight of victory; the longer the battle dragged on, the smaller their advantage would become.

Considering the current situation, even if they managed to Break Through, this team would inevitably suffer severe losses.

Most importantly, their position was exposed; who knows how many Hell Flying Dragons the demons had left to send as reinforcements.

And Leonard and his group had already accepted the quest; they couldn’t run away now!

“We need to find a way to summon some reinforcements…”

In an instant, Leonard thought of something.

Ironforge City was too far away, so there was no use hoping for NPC backup.

The only ones in this Alternate Dimension who could reinforce them in terms of combat power were other adventurers.

Leonard hadn’t forgotten that Miss Viola White should know his location.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, suddenly a bone spear was shot his way.

Leonard originally could have dodged it, but he didn’t.

The bone spear pierced through his lower abdomen, and with immense force, it pinned him to a tree stump behind him, leaving him on the verge of instant death.

At almost the same moment, a sense of swelling emanated from a previous injury on his shoulder armor bone.

A bizarre scene unfolded on the spot.

An arm emerged from his skin.

Seeing this, Leonard wasn’t surprised and thought coldly, “Secret Fetus Parasitic Technique… So it has begun.”