Catastrophe Card King - Chapter 1663

Chapter 1663: Chapter 505: Is the Nether Peacock the Spirit Object of the Garcia Family? Chapter 1663: Chapter 505: Is the Nether Peacock the Spirit Object of the Garcia Family? Leonard Churchill and his companions were unaware that, while they were fiercely fighting, a sudden incident had occurred in the ancient palace on the sixteenth level of the Death Domain.

Originally, the Holy Church, the Sect of Light, and the Crimson Sect, three divisions of the Outer God Sect, were intensely contesting the Sun God Temple.

However, for unknown reasons, several figures suddenly burst forth and rapidly fled from the central position of the Holy Church’s camp within the temple, charging towards the fifteenth level.

In the darkness, several mysterious figures coincidentally witnessed this scene and were quite surprised.

The two leading figures were familiar to Leonard.

One was Gustav, the vice dean of the History Department at the Royal Academy.

The other was a pale man with lips as red as blood, Reuel Bible.

The rest were all high-ranking members of the two heretical sects.

Watching a Ninth Rank Red-Robed Archbishop and several experts hastily retreat from the camp, everyone was quite puzzled.

They had been in a stalemate, and even by joining forces, they were no match for the people from the Holy Church, yet they were withdrawing?

“It’s strange, why would the Holy Church retreat at this critical moment? With such haste, could something have happened?”

“Now that the experts from the Holy Church’s camp are gone, should we destroy that camp?”

“Could it be a plot?”

“If it’s a plot, it’s too crude. Do they think we would fall for it?”

“…”

Seeing the camp of the Holy Church devoid of any experts made the people from the two heretical sects hesitant.

Now they could easily attack and annihilate the people from the Holy Church.

But this anomaly made it all seem suspicious.

Even the learned and wise Gustav was confused, not understanding why the people from the Holy Church suddenly retreated, mumbling to himself: “It’s strange, the temple contest is at a crucial stage, the Holy Church’s people shouldn’t have let go… Could there have been an incident within the Holy See?”

Unable to figure it out, he turned to Reuel Bible, “Your Highness Prince, what do you think?”

Reuel Bible had an incredible thought, his expression revealing disbelief, “Hehe, interesting. Perhaps the avatar of Dragon God Airel, used for prolonging his life, has been killed…”

Hearing this, Gustav also visibly startled, “Ah… are you saying, that third Heavenly Dragon Saint, Chireesa, has been killed?”

Others might not know the origins of this Heavenly Dragon Saint, but they were well aware.

It was the highest secret of the Holy Church.

Chireesa was not just any ordinary Dragon Descendant, but a Secret Skill avatar of the Dying Dragon God Airel.

He could be considered an offspring, or you might say a continuation of His bloodline Will.

Just as Gustav mentioned this, he immediately shook his head, “It’s unlikely. The guy has several Supreme treasures, even if we ourselves took action, we may not be able to kill him…”

But before he could finish, he fell into deep thought.

Thinking about it further, the only reason strong enough to make a Red-Robed Archbishop act so recklessly seemed plausible.

Reuel Bible thought of something and his face lit up with a smile, “Whether it is or isn’t, it’s good news for us. If we can take down the Sun God Temple, we can also open the Gate of the Underworld…”

Hearing about the Gate of the Underworld, Gustav became stern, “Alright. Let’s give it a try!”

With the situation laid out before them, the two groups of people no longer hesitated and marched directly towards the camp.

Madam Mister was sent by Reuel Bible to find Leonard Churchill and his companions.

He also knew that Leonard would definitely guess his intentions.

Initially, he thought Leonard and his group could just strategize around the Heavenly Dragon Saint, maybe tie down the main force of the Holy Church, perhaps creating some opportunities.

But unexpectedly, they directly killed the Saint?

Reuel Bible found this incredible, yet suddenly squinted, an eerie gleam appearing as if he thought of something: Could it be that those from the Hidden Cult had acted?

…

On another note, in the Flame Thorn Tree Forest on the fifteenth level.

Leonard Churchill and his group were madly running.

Leonard, daring to kill, of course knew the consequences of murder.

It also helped that Ivan had used his Storage Space to store the body of the saint, otherwise even though they had killed the enemy, they couldn’t have taken anything.

Within moments they covered dozens of miles, and the surroundings were now a primordial jungle.

Trees hundreds of meters tall were everywhere, and the scorching dark aura of the thorn trees perfectly concealed everyone’s presence.

Even a Ninth Rank wouldn’t dare to recklessly pursue them in these ruins. After running for a while with no one following, Leonard knew they were temporarily safe.

Glancing at the map, they seemed not far from the Secret Passage leading to the sixteenth level.

However, the map wasn’t precise; the direction was correct, but they still needed to carefully search.

After ten thousand years had passed, no one knew if there had been changes to the terrain.

With no one pursuing and everyone injured, they were not in a hurry, just strolling through the forest.

While walking, they even started chatting casually.

“It’s a coincidence. The direction that Nether Peacock escaped coincides nearly with the route on the map. We might even catch that peacock…”

“Don’t be careless, this forest is full of Hell creatures, many of which are fiercer than that peacock…”

“Yes, everyone be careful, I always felt that the previous battle stirred up too much noise–it seems like some creature in the forest has been awakened…”

“…”

Having just experienced a major battle, everyone was quite excited.

Especially after witnessing the exaggerated combat power of Leonard and Sophia Jones, Bonnie and other cadres of the Revolutionary Army were all overly exhilarated.