Chapter 538: 187

Catherine Carter exhaled a sigh of fatigue, casting a sidelong glance at Leonard Churchill, who was not far from her side. A hint of exhaustion was unmistakable in her eyes.

They had both jointly dealt a severe blow to Lieutenant Colonel Bolton, but it had come at a significant cost.

One of them had traded away their life span, and the other had given their soul to the Demon God.

The fact that they had held out till now was purely due to their strategy of trading life for life.

Furthermore, no one knew at what moment they would suddenly drop dead.

At this moment, Kak’s arrival seemed to block the last sliver of their chance for survival.

He had brought hundreds of others with him along, many of whom were experts.

However, Catherine’s expression remained indifferent.

She had had a chance to escape earlier but had chosen to stay, readying herself for a possible death in battle.

She showed no fear in her calm demeanor. Instead, the phantom of the Demon God at her back became increasingly substantial and real.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the white-haired man beside her was brimming with excitement.

Even though she knew what he had gone through, beneath the terrifying clown mask, she saw a pair of red eyes maddeningly brimming with the heat of battle.

Catherine suddenly recalled their earlier conversation.

Leonard had said that if death was inevitable, he would seek some happiness at the end of his life.

Now, it seemed that he had found that kind of joy and was relishing it.

Just like how he had resisted a fourth-tier opponent with a second-tier body.

As a battle comrade, the deadly crisis where one could die any second while dancing on the edge of a blade also kept Catherine’s nerves on edge.

She also began to resonate with this feeling and understand the charm of life’s temporary brilliance. A hint of a smile of relief emerged on her slightly pale face as she mumbled to herself, “To end life in this way, doesn’t seem bad either.”

However, reality did not afford them any opportunities to breathe.

Upon Kak’s command, the Lionheart Legion, mercenaries, and bounty hunters who accompanied him surged forward.

The sound of gunfire rained down densely like a storm in their ears.

The entire block once again exploded in dazzling light.

Just at the moment when the gunshots reverberated, Catherine heard a swift “whack.”

Without looking, she knew that the highly excited man had already charged forward.

Filled with determination, they wouldn’t back down, no matter how strong the enemy was!

Seeing this, Catherine didn’t idle either — she began to condense a new spell amidst her rapidly depleting curse power.

The two of them were like sharp blades, confronting the overwhelming flood head-on.

…

“Kill!”

“…”

The encirclement of hundreds closed instantaneously.

But before this crowd could react, they saw Leonard, transformed into a giant werewolf, stepping on air explosions in succession and plunging headlong into the crowd.

The low-tier card masters did not expect that this wanted criminal would be so reckless. Instead of fleeing when confronted with a siege, he dived headlong into it?

Only a few high-tier card masters were facially serious, given their opponent’s rapid speed.

There were only a handful among them who could match his speed.

Just based on this, his combat power was evident.

But he was merely a second-tier card master!

With Lieutenant Colonel Bolton, bloodied and severely wounded, still in the rubble, they had no clue why an old, fourth-tier master was forced into such a position by a second-tier and a third-tier opponent.

Now, looking at the bloodthirsty werewolf who had charged in and then the grinning clown illusion behind him, they seemed to understand: this man wasn’t looking to survive; he was here for the kill!

If he chose to run, the werewolf would have had to face the long-range attacks of hundreds, any of which, whether a card or an ammunition, could mean the loss of his life.

But by plunging directly into the crowd, he had sacrificed his lifeline but would also instantly face fewer enemies.

Upon this realization, the high-tier card masters in the legion blanched.

But it was already too late!

The giant werewolf’s body, moving with a speed that was almost an afterimage, plunged into the crowd. Those who were holding firearms and weapons, ready to intercept, had not yet reacted when they saw that the dark figure was already scattering and dispersing.

Just as their eyes registered the sight and their brain understood it, each person felt a slight hint of warmth on the critical parts of their body — their necks, eye sockets, foreheads, hearts…

This realization was a fleeting thought in their minds before everything turned dark in front of their eyes, with life quickly seeping away from their bodies.

One by one corpses thudded to the ground.

The dark figure moved at extreme speed, and the red trace of his eye movement seemed to leave a trail of red fluctuations in the air.

Wherever the red line passed, inevitably, large quantities of people died.

Leonard’s body overflowed with rolling black Charm Energy Overflow, clinging to his body like a shroud of flames.

With a wild laugh from his mouth, six bright flying knives floated beside him.

In his state of Demonic Solution, Leonard felt like his control over his mental power had reached its peak.

At this moment, it seemed his mental power had condensed into more than a dozen arms, juggling those flying knives with stunning precision and dizzying speed, just like a circus performance.

Under the Enchanted Plague Doctor’s Surgical Knife, any card master below the third tier had virtually no chance of survival if they failed to evade it.

At his whim, the flying knife would arrive.

Even the heavily armored black knights and mechanical warriors, if not fully covered in heavy armor, could easily be penetrated by the small and delicate flying knife.

And even if they couldn’t, there was Leonard!

The Two-pole collapse was, to begin with, an extremely tricky killing technique. Now, the Demon Realm had added an “Ultimate” tag to it.

Boosted by the Demonic Power, the skill had a critical hit effect, killing with every punch.

When he previously fought with the fourth-tier Bolton, the gap in tiers prevented Leonard from killing him.