Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 1540: Chapter 470 Witch Lancelot_2 Chapter 1540: Chapter 470 Witch Lancelot_2 So he stood up resolutely, without looking back.

Whether it was helpful or not, he certainly wouldn’t just sit around and wait for death.

“Bang!”

“…”

The distinct booming sound of the Air Skill Master’s fists striking the air echoed throughout the space.

The Third-tier Vampire was being dragged by two Red Dragon Armored Black Knights, and David seized the opportunity, charging at the low-level vampires.

He would restrain as many as he could.

Even though a vampire’s body is far more resilient than a Same-tier human, the Overlord Fist’s dominance, in a sense, dealt “true damage.”

And at this moment, ready to risk his life, David threw a punch.

“Boom!”

A punch smashed a First-tier Vampire’s head into a bloody pulp, exploding into a shower of crimson.

Yet, after throwing that punch, even David himself wondered: am I… that powerful?

He had fought against First-tier Vampires before and certainly could not throw such a terrifying punch.

But now to kill with a single punch?

He couldn’t quite articulate the feeling at that instant; it was as if he harbored an intention of “breaking through all things” in his heart. This invisible will empowered his punch, shattering the iron-cast skull.

With no time to think further, an Illusion appeared behind him, and a claw thrust towards his chest.

The Second-tier Vampire had picked a blind spot, unseen by David. Yet at that instant of life and death, his body instinctively dodged.

The claw nearly ripped through his robe, but David remained unscathed.

His eyes sharpened, his mind free of distractions.

He didn’t know what was happening to him, but at that moment… he felt fantastic!

…

David didn’t know what was happening to him, but Leonard Churchill was all too clear about it.

“Another sudden realization? Haha, truly a martial genius…”

He watched David pound the vampire’s head to bits, feeling a sense of admiration.

However, before he could marvel more, Leonard noticed David’s unconscious dodging action and suddenly realized something, “Fighting Intent? Is it so outrageous… He’s touched the threshold of combat Fighting Intent at First Tier?”

Right now, David was able to grapple with two Second-tier Vampires because of the “combat Fighting Intent” that was beyond what his tier should comprehend.

“Hiss…”

Leonard also took in a sharp breath of Air.

Just like what Barre Shepherd had once said, the way of Martial Arts–battle to the death has always been the best shortcut.

Speaking of martial talent alone, Leonard thought David was the most extraordinary Fighter he had ever seen.

Temperament, courage, Enlightenment, tragic experiences…

This guy had all the talents needed to become a top Martial Artist.

He was practically cast from the same mold as Barre Shepherd when he was young.

Sadly, his tier was ultimately too far apart from his enemies.

David could fight these many rounds against Second-tier Vampires only because he was powered up by a great revelation on the brink of the Death Place.

The instant the third vampire joined the fight, with a “boom,” David was clawed and sent flying.

He heavily crashed into a distant Rock Wall, shaking loose a shower of rubble.

David vomited blood, trying to straighten up, but his broken ribs jabbed into his organs, the excruciating pain causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood mixed with bits of his organs: “Is this where it ends…?”

The youth’s eyes were coated in a layer of blood, muttering to himself as he watched the vampires from afar.

Facing death, he still didn’t exhibit any fear, just a sense of regret.

He had just seemed to touch a brand-new Martial Dao Realm…

As David thought this, watching the vampire charging towards him, he tried to clench his fist, guessing that probably with this punch, his lung would be punctured by a rib…

Meanwhile, Princess Sofia, watching the battlefield, also fell into despair.

The Air Skill Master from the Landon Family had indeed caught her eye, but it wasn’t enough.

She still needed a bit more time.

But there was no chance left.

No one else could hold off several vampires for her.

It was over…

In the distance, “Jessica,” barely hanging on, already had a victorious sneer on her face.

She believed that she had successfully stopped a heretical resurgence operation.

Yet, the unexpected happened very suddenly.

The vast space erupted with a brilliant Holy light.

It was as if someone had unleashed a dozen Holy light cards simultaneously, blinding everyone with a white glare.

Who was it?

Who had released the Dispel Magic?

Princess Sofia, David, and the two struggling Black Knights all guessed in their hearts.

But before they could contemplate more, a crisp crack of breaking bones sounded beside their ears.

The light from the Holy light cards, like a Flash bomb, vanished in an instant.

In their vision, they saw someone standing behind “Jessica,” with an unfinished neck-twisting motion still in hand.

“Ah… this…”

And when David saw clearly who that person was, he was so shocked his jaw dropped.

…

“Tsk tsk, this body of the avatar is indeed weak, not sure how long it can hold up…”

Leonard Churchill effortlessly twisted Jessica’s neck, tilted his head, and muttered to himself.

This traitor had to be killed first anyway.

Besides, if he could survive and escape, he’d need the avatar, so this person had to die.

After he finished off Jessica, Leonard finally looked over to the far-off battle.

Perhaps it was his dozen Holy light cards that had stunned them, and the vampires all paused for a moment watching Leonard.

Leonard also looked at them, his lips curling into a cryptic smile.

In that moment of mutual eye contact, the mocking smile infuriated one of the Second-tier Vampires, prompting it to rush towards him.

David, still amidst the tussle, noticed the vampire’s movements ahead of time and, ignoring the splintered bones piercing his lung, shouted, “Watch out!”