Catastrophe Card King

He was not underestimating them at all.

To have survived, that was the true skill.

They were initially lucky to be alive, and it was a good thing.

But suddenly, the atmosphere became subtle.

Magic was gathering on the Giant Demon, and the small horn on its head suddenly lit up in red.

This was the “Demon’s Horn” that only Catastrophe Level demons could produce.

It was the key object to increase the hidden reward of clearing the stage and was essential for exchanging high-end military rewards with contribution points.

The four of them had their attention drawn to it at the same time.

Leonard Churchill wasn’t polite and directly cut off the horn with a knife.

But this very act gave the captain of the Black Wolf Group team in the distance a different idea.

He shouted strictly, “Hey.”

Leonard Churchill looked up at the guy.

The man said, “Give the horn to me. I will give you a million once we get out.”

Leonard Churchill didn’t want to pay him any mind initially.

He intended to deal with the guy after cleaning up everything.

But after glimpsing the dense forest, he suddenly thought of something else and changed his mind: “But I want to keep it for myself.”

With that, he pretended not to know the man’s identity, and didn’t notice the ruthless look in his eyes. He said mockingly, “After all, in case I draw a special card, I will be set for life.”

The man listened, and his expression instantly went cold.

Before entering, Young Master Kane had offered a reward of five million for every Demon’s Horn.

And, you could get credited for it in the guard team.

Whoever got it could turn their fate around instantly.

And there it was right before their eyes.

He certainly didn’t want to give up and revealed his identity: “I am a guardian of the Lionheart Family. This Demon’s Horn is also what my young master wants. One million isn’t a low price.”

One million indeed wasn’t low.

But if he was to give it after they got out, he wasn’t planning on giving it at all.

“Tsk…”

Listening to these threatening words, Leonard Churchill’s smirk under his gas mask became more pronounced.

Pulling out the name of Young Master Kane, anyone in Sinless City would show at least some respect.

But ironically, there was someone who couldn’t care less about any young master right in front of his eyes.

“What if I insist on not selling?”

Leonard Churchill didn’t really want to waste his words with the guy.

What he didn’t forget was that there was a very skilled archer in the dark forest constantly shooting arrows at them.

His intuition told him that the guy might not have left.

And now, that intuition was getting stronger and stronger.

While speaking, Leonard Churchill intentionally blocked his rear view with the tree trunk, avoiding some blind spots.

Hearing this, the expression of the man from the Black Wolf Group darkened completely. Great wealth was right before his eyes, and he absolutely wouldn’t give it up. His Werewolf body that was just devolved started to swell with muscles again, “What do you mean?”

He’d observed this guy’s fights just now. His strength and agility were good, but that was it.

This guy didn’t even possess high-level fighting techniques.

Killing that D-level Catastrophe was purely because the Giant Demon was too clumsy.

Leonard Churchill didn’t bother explaining any past grievances, this guy was still alive because he still had some value.

He said meaningfully, “What I mean is… you might be about to die.”

Before his words fell, he deliberately raised his axe, ready to swing from left to right.

The guy from the Black Wolf Group sneered internally, this is it?

He instinctively moved to dodge.

However, before the axe fell and just as he started leaning back, the killing intent had quietly arrived.

Suddenly, the sound of something cutting through the air attacked him.

A glowing runic arrow, with swirling black spiral-force, accurately pierced the wolf head.

The arrow was so fast that people only saw the flash of the arrow before blood spurts out.

The expression on the man from the Black Wolf Group went stiff instantly. Even in death, he didn’t understand where the arrow came from.

Leonard Churchill didn’t even glance at the corpse, but quickly glanced in the direction the arrow came from, “So you didn’t leave after all.”

He’d talked so much earlier just to test if the archer could resist attacking an enemy exposing such a huge weakness with this bait.

Unexpectedly, it really worked.

“A long-distance shot from four hundred meters, impressive. This arrow also has its quirks…”

Leonard Churchill saw even more information this time.

Looking at this Black Iron Quality Demon-breaking Spiral Arrow again, he figured something out: a tier one, C-level Catastrophe and has a silver-quality bow.

This was moving contribution points.

Leonard Churchill had the urge to kill and quickly packed up the Demon’s Horn on the monster’s corpse.

The corpse of the Giant Demon also produced a piece of Black Iron material, the Giant’s eyeball.

Catastrophe corpses were very rare, and he didn’t want to waste it. He took out a Containment Card and stored the entire corpse inside.

Leonard Churchill, with his heavy armor, was not afraid of the archer’s ambush.

He stood up and glanced at the other two survivors in the field.

The old man with missing front teeth shrank back instantly under his gaze and quickly pulled the young man beside him to hide behind the tree trunk.

Leonard Churchill didn’t waste time and said, “Killing this D-level Catastrophe was partly your credit, but I’m keeping the Demon’s Horn. In exchange, you don’t need to go to the Beacon Tower, I will light it.”

After it’s lit, the teammates who are still alive can also get contribution points.

Hearing this, Elder Clinton was shocked and quickly said, “No, no, no, you’re joking, sir. Take the horn, we have no objections. Without this brat getting in the way, you could have easily killed the monster.”

Leonard Churchill glanced at the two of them.

He didn’t know if the old man was flattering or had really noticed something..