Catastrophe Card King

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She felt incredulously dreamy as she looked down at the blood under her feet and the mountain of corpses around her, “We did this?”

When in the heat of battle, she hadn’t realized; but now that she’s calm, she realized how absurd this was.

If she remembers correctly, they had killed a total of twelve first-tier Catastrophes, five second-tier Catastrophes, and countless small monsters.

Normally, it’d be unlikely for three teams of ten to wipe out this many monsters. They’d likely suffer total annihilation.

But they managed to do it alone?

She didn’t have much time to think about it, because Seven Brown saw that Leonard Churchill had already started cleaning up the battlefield, collecting the extraordinary materials condensed from the bodies of the Catastrophes.

Seven Brown also walked over, seeing the dozens of detailed wounds on his body. She realized that the battle had not been as relaxed as it looked. Worried, she asked, “Are you okay?”

Leonard Churchill shrugged off her concern with a small laugh, waving it off as

“a minor problem.”

He had already healed the most life-threatening wounds earlier with Cellular

Activity Boiling.

The remaining gaping wounds were minor flesh injuries, inconsequential.

Seven Brown said: “I will handle these corpses. You should rest a bit.”

She could see the exhaustion in his eyes.

As a mechanic, while she did use a lot of ammunition, she still had energy to

help.

“Alright.” Leonard Churchill said.

There’s no need for formality between them.

He felt tired, not just because of the physical exhaustion and curse power consumption, but also, once the killing had ended, the exhilaration slowly faded, replaced by a lack of energy.

He found a dry body to use as a chair and sat down.

He applied several healing potions to his wounds and began to sew them up with surgical stitches.

Meanwhile, his Feast continued to devour the extraordinary traits from the pile

of corpses.

He was tense throughout the fight, but surviving made him feel relaxed and joyous.

Although it was Seven Brown’s first time in the Alternate Dimension, she was not unfamiliar with the process of collecting materials from corpses.

“Oh. Nice, we have more silver materials…”

“Haha, the [Licker] has produced a quite nice, excellent black iron material…”

As the Elder Miss of the Flood Gang, Seven Brown was not short of money.

Yet, the little surprise of finding top-notch materials in the pile of bodies from the monsters they’d killed themselves, it was an indescribable joy.

Watching the active Seven Brown, Leonard Churchill thought, it’s actually nice to have a companion.

If not for Miss Rita, he’d have had to spend several times the amount of time to kill this wave of monsters and the risk would have been much higher.

While Seven Brown was busy cleaning up, she occasionally glanced at Leonard Churchill who was in deep thought. There was a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

It wasn’t until she had witnessed it with her own eyes that she realized how absurd his combat capabilities were.

In all the first-tier Card Masters she had seen, none of them had reached this level.

Moreover, she could tell that Leonard Churchill was withholding many parts about himself.

She was tempted to ask him about it.

But then decided against it.

After all, he was, in her heart, a friend.

Whatever secrets he might have, it didn’t matter.

Thinking this, Seven Brown smiled, dropped the subject, and continued happily collecting their spoils of war.

In the blink of an eye, five hours had passed.

Leonard Churchill had been meditating silently the whole time. His wounds were also nearly healed thanks to the potions.

The most important thing was that he had cleaned up all the extraordinary traits from this pile of corpses.

Metrics like strength, agility, and other full attributes had all breached the 30- barrier. He was very close to reaching the Overflow state of the tier.

At this moment, Leonard Churchill suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at Seven Brown who was next to him, happily tinkering with her mechanical equipment, and smiled lightly.

He thought that she might be curious and ask questions.

But she didn’t, in those few hours.

She just silently accompanied him.

Probably aware of his gaze, Seven Brown snapped back from her concentrated state of tuning her weapon, looking at Leonard Churchill, she asked, “All done?”

Leonard Churchill nodded, “Yes. Let’s go downstairs.”

Seven Brown got up and enthusiastically said, Alright!

She used to be scared to death when she heard about how dreadful the A-level plots were from the hunters. But now, it didn’t seem all that bad.

She was actually looking forward to an even higher difficulty.

Leonard Churchill saw through her thoughts, smiled and said, “Do you think the A- rank difficulty is not that hard?”

Seven Brown didn’t conceal her thoughts, she replied, “Yes.”

Leonard Churchill shook his head and warned, “The A-level difficulty of this space isn’t as simple as you might think. The true danger lies in the floors below. At least, there hasn’t been a sighting of even one second-tier A-rank mutation monster.”

A Catastrophe that can be assessed as A-rank must be a monster with special abilities among the same tier.

He has seen it before during the Guard Post Battle.

Whether it was those Demon Commanders or the final Red Baron, all of them had definitely reached the combat power of a third-tier Card Master. Moreover, this Alternate Dimension has only been explored by 80% and it has already reached the A-rank difficulty. There must still be some hidden plots. Seven Brown looked at his serious expression and also became serious, she said, “Okay.”

Thus, the two proceeded.

Before long, they arrived at the central control room in the middle of the Y – shaped structure.

There was an elevator there that could take them to a lower floor.

When they arrived, a bunch of monsters were gathered there.

Just after Leonard Churchill and Seven Brown had cleared out the monsters with a burst of gunfire, they discovered a machine there, reeking of gore.