Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 668 - 222: Was the Angel Killed by Tracy Garcia? (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 668: Chapter 222: Was the Angel Killed by Tracy Garcia? (Please Subscribe)_2

Even he himself hadn’t realized that he had fallen into a very peculiar state, his heart seemingly possessed by a strange obsession, either to learn or to break free.

It was at this moment, the negative Mental Power around him swarmed like a tide, quietly seeping in through any cracks.

Leonard Churchill was completely unaware that he was immersed in it.

But after a moment, the Werewolf’s innate alertness made him suddenly feel a chilling Killing Intention on his back.

Only then did Leonard snap out of his trance-like state, immediately realizing something, “Enemy attack!”

Without any hesitation, a Curse Seal instantly covered his body, and a coppery metallic sheen appeared on his skin.

In the first moment, a layer of air swirled around his fist as he turned and threw a heavy punch backward.

At the same time, Leonard finally realized, belatedly, that he had become addicted to the carvings he was looking at, and he inwardly exclaimed, “Such a strong addictive effect on the spirit!”

The energy emanating from these murals was far more potent than some hallucinogenic potions.

A thought flashed through his mind.

“Thud!”

Leonard’s punch precisely met the fist of his attacker.

Although he had only recently advanced to the Third Tier, with Tyrant Body and Curse Seal enhancing his fist, it was like a steel drill. Normally, if it hit an alloy shield, it would blast a large dent in it with one punch.

But in that confident moment, as their fists touched, Leonard’s face suddenly changed.

He felt as if his fist had not struck a fleshy punch but had perfectly collided with the sharp tip of a knight’s lance!

In an instant, that strange piercing force pierced through several of his phalanges.

“Could it be Gun Technique?!”

Seeing this, Leonard was also greatly shocked.

He never expected that this punch would be the same gun technique he had just seen on the rock wall!

But it wasn’t over yet!

The strange force on the attacker’s fist didn’t dissipate but seemed to rush along his arm as if intending to burst into Leonard’s body and shatter everything.

Facing an instant fatal crisis, Leonard knew that if he continued to resist, he would be seriously injured.

He changed his move accordingly, quickly loosening his footing, and with that rebound force, his whole body flew backward.

“Thud!”

Leonard was slammed heavily against the rock wall by the punch, causing a large swath of rocks to fall.

Without giving him any time to catch his breath, that creature on the opposite side rushed over again with a strange cry, “Wa-ga-ga…”

Only then did Leonard get a clear look, wasn’t this the “Mutation Madman with Three-sectioned Arms” that he had killed with one punch before?

Yet, unmistakably… unmistakably, the strength of this long-armed madman had seemed to be only about the Third Tier level of a card master.

Leonard even felt it was not as strong as himself.

How could it be so powerful?

When they were distributing food earlier, and he saw this madman blast the Hawk nose with one punch, Leonard had thought it merely used some special air technique.

However, when he faced it himself, he realized how strange that punch was.

If it hadn’t been for the Tyrant Body Secret Method and the Curse Seal, that weird force from the gun technique entering his body would surely have fractured much of it.

In these fleeting thoughts, the long-armed creature had already charged over.

Its pair of long arms were like two long spears, snapping through the air with loud pops.

Leonard didn’t dare to be careless, blocking and dodging while the green glow around his severely injured right arm healed it in an instant.

“Bang,” “Bang,” “Bang”…

The two had already exchanged several blows in an extremely short time.

The creature’s movements were incredibly strange; even in the cramped mine, it was not much slower than Leonard’s Werewolf form.

And unlike a normal person’s arms, which have only one joint, this thing had two, making the directions of its punches completely unpredictable.

Once they got close, the force felt like spikes burrowing into the flesh.

Even though Leonard could reciprocate the blows, it was still tough going.

If his physical condition had not been strong and he didn’t have the “Curse of Immortality” Secret Skill, he likely would have lost limbs by now.

Just from this brief exchange, Leonard was inwardly amazed, “This is the ‘Intention’ it comprehended? Its combat instinct is simply flawless…”

It was as if it was an unconscious instinct, always attacking and blocking at exactly the right spots.

This made Leonard very aware that he would gain no advantage in close combat, even with his physical attributes greatly exceeding the other’s.

The noise of the fight was tremendous, sounding like blasting and mining dynamite in this tunnel.

There was more than one Mutated miner on this sixth level of the mine.

Leonard didn’t want to get entangled. Seeing that he couldn’t win quickly, a flash of silver darted from his hand.

The flying knife zipped out like lightning.

“Whoosh,” “Whoosh,” “Whoosh”…

The flying knife was virtually imperceptible in the darkness, piercing through the air at high speeds.

However, the long-armed monster perfectly dodged with a strange posture.

Seeing this, Leonard frowned slightly, but at the same time, a layer of Gravitational Ripple swirled in his hand.

He briskly pulled with his left claw fingers, and the flying knives that had just been thrown made an eerie U-turn, then shot back at tenfold speed.

The long-armed miner seemed to have sensed something and instinctively began to dodge.

But the knives were too fast to be entirely avoided.

“Slash,” “Slash,” two strikes still cut through its joints.

One strike hit its knee, piercing through and opening a wound, causing the entire body of the creature to stagger and fall onto one knee.

Seeing the madman reveal a flaw, Leonard left a trail of afterimages as he appeared right in front of the creature and launched a punch.

“Thud!”

The long-armed madman was blasted away, vomiting blood in mid-air, and then crashed against the rock wall.

Such a punch would have severely injured or killed a human being.