Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 1645: Chapter 499: The Corpse of The Dragon God and The Moon Well_3 Chapter 1645: Chapter 499: The Corpse of The Dragon God and The Moon Well_3 Just now, they had robbed a Dragon Egg; what treasures might await them below?

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After deliberating, Leonard Churchill and his companions immediately commenced their action.

They stealthily explored the route that the Holy Church had carved out on the rock wall.

The robbery prior had ceased.

This was entirely within Leonard Churchill’s expectations.

They had robbed so cleanly without leaving any clues; even if someone wanted to pursue, they couldn’t be traced.

Besides, a robbery at such a critical juncture could easily be interpreted by others as a “lure the snake out of its hole” tactic.

Currently, the Outer God Sect was fiercely struggling, so the Holy Church did not dare to recklessly deploy experts to search around.

After all, this was the Death Domain.

Here, there were countless threats fatal even to top-level Card Masters.

Leonard Churchill also felt that the Dragon Egg might not be that important to the Holy Church.

Great Dragons usually lay several eggs at a time; there might be others. Furthermore, if they were indeed left behind from tens of thousands of years ago, it could belong to an opposing Dragon God, thus diminishing the urgency of retrieval.

So, Leonard Churchill and his party quietly advanced.

The cargo was still being moved methodically via roped ladders.

However, the defense forces had visibly intensified significantly.

They no longer targeted the cargo; instead, they found an appropriate path from a distance and scaled down the rock wall.

The Holy Church had spent a tremendous amount of manpower and resources, taking a year and a half to laboriously explore down to the sixteenth tier.

However, for Leonard Churchill and his company, it wasn’t nearly as difficult.

The Holy Church had too many people and a large target; they could only push through one path.

The Death Domain’s chasms stretched for tens of thousands of meters in diameter; the mercenaries had cleared a relatively safe path on the rock wall at the expense of massive casualties.

All the Demon Beasts near the path had been eradicated.

This also facilitated Leonard Churchill and his group’s journey.

Their party was small; just by keeping their distance and following the cleared path downward, they wouldn’t encounter too much danger.

Even if they did encounter something–like a top-tier Demon Beast–
Leonard Churchill would divert the disaster elsewhere, letting the Holy Church’s people attract the fire.

This was also why he had said earlier that the risks were manageable.

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Thus, the group, being extremely cautious, spent nearly two days and made their way to the fifteenth tier.

Their smooth progress was so astonishing that everyone felt it was inconceivable.

Uncle East had already surveyed the fifteenth tier, where a vast forest lay.

The fifteenth tier, said to be a crevice, looked more like a fiery belt across the abyss of the Death Domain when viewed from high above.

This was because it was filled with a species native to Hell, the Flame Thorns Tree–an unusual wood containing dark and Fire Elements, a high-grade material for magic wands, palaces, scrolls, and wooden equipment.

A millennia-old Flame Thorns Tree from the outside world was worth over ten thousand gold.

Here, there were millions of age-old colossal trees.

The wood alone was priceless.

And it was only after descending that one would realize the enormity of this forest; thousands could venture into it without stirring a ripple.

The ancient relics of the sixteenth tier lay even further down.

But on the fifteenth tier, this area was already heavily guarded by the Holy Church.

Not only were there numerous mercenaries, Kingdom Knights, and Holy Dragon Corps… but there was also an Adventurer camp and several nine-story magic towers.

To know, the relatively enormous Firefly Camp only had one nine-story magic tower.

Yet within this temporary camp, at least nine were visible to the naked eye!

It showed that the senior echelons of the Holy Church were sparing no expense in their determination to explore.

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“This is troublesome… those nine-story magic towers have a wide-range life detection Barrier; if we get near, we’ll be discovered. This route is blocked…”

“It seems we’ll have to find our own way down.”

“That won’t be easy. According to previous intel, there are Ninth Rank Demon Nests starting from the thirteenth tier down–if we encounter those, it won’t be good…”

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On the rock wall, Leonard Churchill and his party watched the Holy Church’s camp from a distance, their expressions revealing the difficulty of the situation.

Leonard Churchill also hadn’t thought of a good solution.

The Holy Church had anticipated someone might follow their cleared route, selecting a tricky location for the camp.

It was impossible not to be detected unless they bypassed it; bypassing the camp required a long detour into unexplored areas.

After observing for a while, Leonard Churchill concluded that to descend to the sixteenth tier, they would have to blaze a new trail.

However, they were not in a hurry. Since they had come all this way, they would wait patiently.

To see if a better opportunity arose.

At noon, as usual, Leonard Churchill and his companions replenished their sustenance in a cave on the rock wall.

At that moment, Uncle East, who was on the lookout, suddenly spoke up: “Everyone be careful, someone’s coming!”

At these words, everyone immediately went on high alert.

Leonard Churchill initially thought they might have been accidentally discovered, but then the Contamination in his blood was stirred.

Knowing that the newcomer was signalling to him, he guessed who it was and reassured his companions: “No need to worry. It’s an acquaintance.”

Upon hearing this, Sophia Jones and the others relaxed their guard.

At that moment, a shadow flew in from the outside.

It was none other than Madam Mister.

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Having encountered the Vampire Countess during the battle at Firefly Camp, Sophia Jones and the others had seen her before.

They were aware of Leonard Churchill’s relationship with the Vampire kin, so the arrival didn’t feel threatening.

Madam Mister flew into the cave, and as soon as she landed, her wings retracted and she instantly reverted from her Vampire form to her enchanting humanoid state, muttering to herself: “His Highness informed me you would come, though I scarcely believed it. Yet here you really are…”