Chapter 440: Chapter 160: Counterkill a Five-Man
Squad 3
Translator: 549690339
The Black Knight’s right arm, poised for a shield attack, suddenly stiffened midair.
A spurt of fresh blood spattered onto his face shield.
His knees gave way, and he half knelt on the spot.
Having advanced to an Air Skill master, Leonard Churchill was almost able to instantly cast a ‘Two-pole collapse’ and even the brief moment during his quick approach was enough to build up an attack that can kill the enemy.
These two punches were enough to critically wound the Black Knight on the spot.
Even though he wasn’t dead, he couldn’t stand up for a while.
His two companions behind were also stunned: So powerful?
Only then did they realize that this target here couldn’t be dealt with conventional tactics.
None below the Third Tier could confidently survive in front of this werewolf.
Leonard Churchill initially wanted to land another punch to finish off the Black Knight.
However, for a moment, he sensed a dagger looming close to his skin from behind.
At a glance, four Hooded God Thieves had blocked his escape routes.
Leonard Churchill couldn’t distinguish which one was the real entity.
Four daggers stabbed toward his neck, his back, the artery in his thigh, and his ankle.
Leonard Churchill could only choose to dodge the critical points.
With a “slash”, his ankle was suddenly cut open.
For a moment, Leonard Churchill felt a lightness in his left leg; he could no longer exert any force on it.
The enemy’s Martial Skills and experience were extremely top-notch – they chose to cut open his ankle to restrict Leonard’s mobility.
Although he got injured, he was also able to confirm the enemy’s clone essence.
Leonard Churchill didn’t panic, murmuring to himself: “Four clones, but only one with attack power huh…”
His rear was already sealed off, but Leonard Churchill showed no emotion on his face. He lunged forward with a single leg push.
At the same time, a flying knife from his sleeve’s blind spot was already aiming between the eyes of another hooded card master whose card was already lit up.
“Slap!”
The dagger easily pierced through the man’s brow.
However, Leonard Churchill’s pupils slightly contracted.
Because that pierced man had unexpectedly shattered into countless soaring paper men.
Some of which attached onto his body, then disappeared like melting snowflakes.
“Curse Witch?”
Leonard Churchill immediately recognized the professional sequence of this Second Order Card Master.
Compared to other card masters, the one he least wanted to encounter was a Mysterious Type Card Master with all kinds of strange abilities.
Wearing the Clown Mask, cognition augmentation allowed him to identify those paper men as Soul Contract Paper Men.
At the same time, his Enlightenment also displayed: ‘You have exempted from one curse ‘Soul Strike’.’
Leonard’s brow furrowed, showing the appropriate reaction.
His intuition told him that something was amiss.
But before he had any time to think, his speed had slowed significantly due to one of his legs being slashed; the third-tier God Thief was already catching up.
The two were once again entangled in battle.
Meanwhile, several meters away, the previous hooded female card master was also reconstituting her body amidst a pile of paper pieces.
Looking at the towering werewolf not far away, panting heavily with her back soaked in cold sweat, she thought: I survived!
If her spell hadn’t been released just now, she would have been a corpse by now.
This guy… Is he astonishingly strong?!
This was the most outrageous Second Order Card Master she’s ever encountered in her life.
Their Elite Squad, led by a Third Tier, was supposed to kill him with surefire advantage.
But unexpectedly, on their first encounter, one was dead and another seriously injured?
Fortunately, the mediums for her curses were already in place.
The hooded female card master drew a blue card and said to her teammate, “Adam, cover for me.”
“Alright…”
Another man holding a pair of short rods, a Weapon Master, felt his eye twitch inexplicably.
His voice had never been more uncertain than at this moment.
He didn’t feel that he could hold off the approaching werewolf for too long.
But the situation already didn’t allow time for consideration.
The hooded woman gave a shout: “Mystery-Dual Soul Entanglement!”
As soon as the words fell, the card in her hand disintegrated, and a deep blue Hexagram Array had already lit up under her feet.
A paper man stood up in front of her.
Upon a closer look, the face of the paper man gradually took on the ferocious appearance of the werewolf.
At the same time, an Evil Ghost skull appeared behind her.
As the Ghost opened its large mouth, soul chains extended from between its jagged teeth, locking the paper man not far away in place.
This spell is distinctive, but not many have seen it.
Because this is an almost lost Secret Skill.
And the advantages of extensive reading were displayed at this moment.
Leonard Churchill recognized this spell.
It had been documented in the ancient books of the Orlan Dynasty court left by Tracy Garcia.
With a photographic memory, he remembered it.
Looking concerned, Leonard muttered to himself, “Ah… this spell… It’s quite rare.”
It’s not unusual for the X Bureau to contain some unusual Secret Skill remnants.
The Secret Skill had no direct damage ability, its only function was to lock the spirit within a certain range.
The further away from the Spellcaster, the weaker the spirit feels, as if it were being drawn out of the body.
Rushing out recklessly could even result in sudden death on the scene.
This means that unless Leonard kills this Spellcaster, he can only operate within the influence range of this spell.
This doesn’t seem like a big deal, but it’s more than enough for a top-notch warrior.
Leonard Churchill could have attacked or fled before and with the super agility of a werewolf’s body, even a Third Tier couldn’t do anything to him.
But now he has a target to kill, which puts him in a dangerous position.
“Well, good cooperation.”
Seeing this, he had understood his enemy’s plan.