Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 288: Chapter 122 Curse Witch (Seeking Subscription, Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

Translator: 549690339

Seven Brown isn’t foolish, she sees the “third party” has appeared.

She already knows that her Flood Gang and Brotherhood have both been manipulated.

They have fallen into the schemes of others, designed to instigate a conflict and cause mutual consumption.

No matter which of these two major gangs is eliminated, the other will definitely be severely damaged.

The structure of Sinless City will immediately change.

The control of Gold-digging Dock will completely shift hands.

As for who will seize control, it can only be the Noble Class that profits the most from this changed situation.

The old woman, not interested in revealing any more, sneered, “Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is you. Now that I have shown myself, I definitely cannot let you, a little girl, live and return.”

Seven Brown is well aware of this. She knows her death is inevitable.

Looking at the deformed puppet in the old woman’s hand, she guesses something, “Have you bribed someone close to me?”

“Yes.”

The old woman didn’t feel the need to hide anything as the curse spell had already been revealed, there was no point in hiding anymore, “Ah, this place isn’t bad, peaceful…”

She was not prepared to kill yet.

The old woman initially wanted to play the game of cat and mouse, intending to engage with her prey for a little while longer.

However, an unexpected event occurred.

Without warning, an evil ghost next to her, as if it had noticed something, suddenly went into a defensive alert mode.

The old woman’s face suddenly changed: “Not good!”

Before she could react, the fellow who was still unconscious nearby suddenly sprang up!

The person charged over, and in mid-air, transformed into a terrifying werewolf.

This kind of distance, for a Mysterious Type card master with low defense, is undoubtedly fatal!

Before the old woman had time to react, the werewolf had already pounced on her face.

Simultaneously, a sharp surgical knife pierced through her Curse Power Shield, stabbing her right on the forehead.

It seemed like she was about to drop dead right there and then.

Seven Brown, who was lying on the side, was astounded by this sudden development.

She had already given up hope, not expecting that the man was actually pretending to be unconscious!

She felt a mix of expectation and concern in her heart: the enemy is a Second Order Card Master after all!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The surgical knife plunged into the old woman’s forehead. The moment it touched her skin, the texture turned from flesh and blood to rigid wood.

Leonard Churchill stabbed in with his knife, “clank” sounded.

A life-size wooden puppet fell from the cloak.

She had clearly used a kind of escape secret skill called “Puppet Doppelganger”.

At the same time, a figure flashed like lightning and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Looking at it, Leonard Churchill’s wolf eyes, shimmering with green light, were full of coldness: “Want to escape? How could I let you escape!”

The werewolf’s heightened senses allowed him to hear, smell, and sense the accurate direction of the old woman’s escape.

The moment his strike missed, he was already hot in pursuit.

Now having engaged in combat, Leonard Churchill was certain that the opponent was just a Second Order Mysterious Type cardmaster with slightly special abilities.

The second order profession of the “Heart 4- Witch” pathway- “Curse Witch”!

A third order non-Assassin Type cardmaster with his agility, even if he was chasing randomly, not to mention chasing a second-order cloth-armor witch!

The old woman was also scared and panicked by the relentless pursuit of the werewolf behind her.

As she ran, all sorts of dark shadows started seeping out of her body, just like bubbles forming.

For a moment, the tunnel was filled with the eerie sound of screaming ghosts and howling wolves.

Leonard who was following behind brushed through numerous enlightenments.

‘You have exempted yourself from the damage of the ‘Blood-clothed Evil Spirit’s curse’ once’

‘You have exempted yourself from the mental damage of the ‘Terrifying Bride’ once’

‘You received minor mental damage once….’

Unfortunately, most of them were techniques of the Mysterious type.

This could lead to chaos or instantaneous death for ordinary people when dozens of evil ghosts suddenly attacked them.

But to Leonard, he had gotten away without much damage.

Moreover!

With the distance just now, even if he missed once, there was no way that the old, skinny granny wrapped in skin and bones could have escaped.

Like spirit communicators, witches proficient in ghost control could simply kill the controller if they don’t want to get entangled with any evil spirits.

Leonard Churchill didn’t bother with those evil ghosts or revenants at all. The next second while the opponent was casting a spell, he once again appeared right behind the old lady’s back.

It was another ruthless knife thrusting into the old woman’s back, showing no mercy.

The old lady did not die from that stab, and a gush of toxic acid spat out from her back injury.

Leonard Churchill swiftly avoided it.

Although he was slightly burned, the thick fur of the werewolf meant the injury wasn’t a hindrance.

As soon as he retracted his blade, he chased after her with his gleaming knife ready.

The werewolf behind her was now, in the old woman’s eyes, a hundred times more terrifying than evil ghosts. It was like a nightmare that she couldn’t shake off.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn’t.

It felt as if she had a werewolf on her back, its murderous intent following her wherever she wished to run, refusing to leave her.

A stab!

Another stab!

And yet another one!

The old woman managed to stop quite a few stabs with her secret skill.

However, the werewolf behind her showed no signs of retreating from the onslaught of evil ghosts.

He kept stabbing her with his knife.

The old woman was terrified beyond belief.

She had never imagined that the situation, which was under her control, could suddenly turn against her.

Could a First Tier card master really drive her to a dead end?

Why are my spells utterly useless?

Why are the evil spirits that I’ve nurtured for decades useless too?

The old woman began to question herself.

She would never assume in her wildest dreams that Leonard had many supreme treasures that specifically dealt with Mysterious Type card masters.

And yet, another stab went straight into the old woman’s heart.

The old woman was entirely desperate now.

Knowing she was bound to die, she thought of her mission, hardened her face, and her eyes were resolute.

She bit her tongue and spat a mouthful of black blood on the puppet she was holding.

Leonard Churchill also noticed the old woman’s actions.

But while spitting blood, she lost her last chance of escape.

With a look of indifference, Leonard Churchill slit her throat with his knife.

Seeing the curse power starting to disperse from the corpse.

He knew he had finally killed her.

“She sure had a lot of survival tricks…”

As Leonard Churchill looked down at the body on the ground, he couldn’t help but comment.

After being stabbed dozens of times, any normal Second Tier close combatant would have been dead already.

And yet, this old woman managed to hold on till now.

But looking at the blood-stained puppet, Leonard Churchill sensed something strange.

He didn’t linger. Holding onto the hair of the corpse, he dragged it and walked back.

At the same time.

Seven Brown was still baffled about what had just happened.

But in the blink of an eye, a scene that she would never forget unfolded before her eyes.

A gigantic werewolf was dragging a corpse back, like the dog-headed god of death in myths who was dragging a soul to hell.

The person dragging the corpse was walking towards her.

This image was overwhelmingly oppressive.

This terrifying and brutal scene tore through some of her understandings.

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