Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 990: Chapter 305 Aunt Jones Has a Great Figure

Leonard Churchill, like candied hawthorn on a stick, was impaled upon the bioluminescent tentacles of the Abyssal Devil Leech Emperor.

In that instant, he could clearly feel the weakness as if his arteries were slashed open and his blood was being sucked from his body with the force of a gushing well.

He, like the adventurers around him, looked visibly withered, as though their bodies were deflating balloons.

It seemed he would explode and die on the spot.

However, just then, a turn of events occurred.

Threads of crimson quietly wound around the wound on Leonard’s finger, instantly halting the violent outflow of blood.

His heart filled with joy: “It really works!”

“Prosperity,” the Ring Spirit, had absorbed the Divine Material of the Crimson Sect in the Divine Ruins Treasure House last time, and currently possessed the power of a Fifth or Sixth Tier card master at the level of the Law.

Although it was certainly no match for the Leech King, who may have lived for an unknown amount of time,

it was at least much stronger than a few tentacles.

With his life no longer in immediate danger, Leonard was in no hurry to escape and thus remained suspended, a dead weight on the tentacle.

Prosperity had activated bloodsucking mode, not only stopping the outflow of blood but also reversing it, drawing back a large amount of blood from those tentacles, nourishing Leonard’s gradually withered self.

If Leonard wished, he could even instantly restore his body to its original state.

But he didn’t know if such actions would be noticed by the Leech King.

So he dared not suck blood too conspicuously.

He maintained his withered body in a state that was not quite dead and hung in mid-air.

The Leech King, seemingly satisfied with capturing its prey, did not control any new tentacles to wrap around and kill.

The play dead tactic was effective, and Leonard also heaved a huge sigh of relief.

He then began to observe the environment around him.

In the current situation, relying on Prosperity alone was completely insufficient for survival.

Whoever won the current battle, whether it was one side or the other, it would not be good for Leonard.

…

The tentacles of the Leech King covered the entire second floor of the research facility, attacking with the density of a torrential rain, leaving no possibility for evasion.

In a very short period of time, card masters below the Sixth Tier were almost completely annihilated.

And Heman, among other High-Order Card Masters, found themselves in a difficult battle.

Those cloak-wearing individuals from the Holy Church finally revealed their abilities, as various exaggerated Dragon Language Spell Cards arced across the sky.

Seeing these moves, Leonard silently felt relieved that he hadn’t rashly exposed himself earlier.

These were all high-tier card masters of the Red Dragon Kingdom, and their professional materials were mostly Fire Series Giant Dragons.

The vast second floor of the research facility watched as one card master after another transformed into various forms of Red Dragons, their dragon roars echoing through the space, spitting Flame Dragon Breath that turned swathes of bioluminescent tentacles into ash.

However, the Leech King had the ability to infinitely divide and merge, with a number of tentacles that seemed endless and invincible.

The Flame Dragon Breath could only limit the spread of the tentacles but not solve the problem at its source.

Heman and the other surviving card masters could barely protect themselves, but the body of the Leech King kept growing larger and clearly had the upper hand.

Both sides were locked in a war of attrition.

The emergency came very suddenly, and even Aragon inside the prison cart was caught off guard.

He guessed that Leonard must be near the prison cart at this time, but wasn’t sure which one.

But as he watched those countless tentacles penetrate and hang hundreds of people on the prison cart, he thought to himself: “This is bad.”

Just as he was thinking this, a shadow quietly slipped a card into the cart during the chaos, while a familiar voice by his ear said: “This is the collar key, Lord Aragon, please be careful.”

The one who slipped in the card was Leonard.

Now the Holy Church’s people were battling fiercely with the Leech King, which gave him the fleeting chance to reach the Toad.

Seeing this, Aragon responded in astonishment: “What about you… how are you?”

He never expected that, in such a desperate situation, Leonard didn’t forget his promise and was trying to save him.

“I can’t die yet.”

Leonard’s body was still impaled on tentacles as he quickly added, “By the way, why haven’t those tentacles attacked you?”

He had also noticed that while the tentacles had pierced everyone hanging on the sides of the iron cage, they seemed to spare the Toad inside.

Aragon was equally puzzled and replied: “I don’t know either. It’s probably because of my Bloodline Curse.”

“…”

Leonard heard this and felt rather solemn.

His previous judgment wasn’t wrong: Heroes probably can’t die.

But that can’t be said for others.

Leonard suspected that the tentacles didn’t attack Aragon because of the Bloodline Curse, but he didn’t have that kind of thing.

That escape plan was also ruled out.

As he was considering, Aragon, also knowing the urgency, directly proposed the only way he could think of to save Leonard’s life, saying: “If you can get into the prison cart, I can temporarily swallow you. That should avoid the Leech King’s attack. But…”

“No need for now.”

Leonard knew what he was about to say and immediately denied the plan.

If he was swallowed by the Toad, he would probably avoid the tentacles.

But by doing so, the members of the Thorny Snake Corps would immediately notice his relationship with the Toad and become alert.

Even if he avoided the Leech King, the threat of the Thorny Snake Corps was no less than the monster’s.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Leonard didn’t think it was a good choice.

…

Having successfully handed over the collar key, Leonard had completed one mission.

His eyes scanned the entire space.

The bioluminescent tentacles of the Leech King had already covered the entire second floor of the research facility, with no safe place to hide.

His gaze swept around several times, finally resting on the Central Control Room with its tightly shut door.

At the moment, it seemed to be the only safe place in the entire research facility.

As long as he could get inside, he could avoid the Leech King, and even the Seventh Tier card masters would not be able to touch him.

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