Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 1708: Chapter 519 Joker Blood Coat_2

After all, Leonard Churchill is one of the few who knows the relationship between Reuel Bible and Seadinth.

When the Crimson Cultists parasitically stored the Seadinth-sealing [Spell Clay Pot] in Reuel Bible’s body, the two were bound together in symbiosis.

One might even say they became inseparable, maintaining a balance with each other.

Master Merlin had once said that there were no known human methods capable of separating the pot from the man.

To extract the pot meant the certain death of Reuel Bible; and with Reuel Bible’s death, Seadinth would also be grievously harmed.

But now, Reuel Bible is dead, yet Seadinth remains unscathed.

Human methods are ineffectual.

But that might not be the case for a God.

Leonard Churchill suddenly understood the cause and effect, thinking, “Now it seems, Seadinth’s previous setback from an ambush might have been deliberately using the Dead Dragon’s power to precisely sever their parasitic bond…”

How it was achieved doesn’t matter.

Now that he had guessed this, he knew Seadinth must have been prepared long ago.

Indeed.

Seadinth, looking at the “Second Saint” before him, sneered, “Airel, guess why I was able to use [Joker’s Magic Gloves] just now? Tsk tsk… It’s not some special secret skill. It’s because I once drained Emperor Lanlingster’s Divine Blood…”

At this revelation, the Second Saint’s expression changed abruptly as if realizing something and launched an attack at the same moment.

“Boom!”

The Water Element Divine Technique unleashed by the trident instantly shredded the bloody figure into pieces, with even its lifeblood annihilated by Divine Power.

But by then it was too late.

“Hehehe…”

All heard a spine-chilling cold laugh emerging from a distance, as another blood shadow swiftly took human shape.

This time, it did not don the attire of a Vampire but a ridiculous and grotesque Jester suit, predominantly red, yellow, and green, drenched in copious amounts of fresh blood.

Seeing the Clown suit soaked with Divine Blood, Leonard Churchill murmured again, “Another one of the Emperor’s Relics, is it…”

The mere presence of the Jester suit spread an indescribable terror in the air.

It even gave the illusion that a dreadful Demon God that couldn’t be seen was standing before them – a being from ancient times, bringing with it the power to destroy both sky and land.

However, before they could get a closer look, the Jester suit suddenly inflated massively.

In a blink of an eye, it became a Clown towering a hundred meters tall!

…

Leonard Churchill, witnessing the explosive growth, suddenly guessed something, “Pieces of Titan corpses?”

The aura of the giant was identical to the sensation given by that enormous hand at the Royal Academy!

And piecing together the current clues, it seems there are many pieces of mythical Titan corpses in the depths of the Death Domain.

The giant hand from the Royal Academy is very likely the “Titan’s Hand” brought out from the Death Domain.

“I see, Seadinth’s initial goal wasn’t just the giant hand but the Titan corpse pieces…”

Leonard understood as well.

If one wishes to cooperate, there must be some exchange of goods.

No wonder Old Bible from the Firefly Camp didn’t show up previously; he had achieved his goal long ago.

But at the same time, he was puzzled, “However, why is the Divinity of this corpse piece so terrifying?”

He even felt that the presence before him was more exaggerated than the Dragon’s Might of the previous Dead Dragon.

A corpse, no matter how powerful in life, should see its Transcendent Traits erode substantially over time.

Yet this corpse piece remained terrifyingly potent.

Leonard suddenly realized something, thinking, “Could this be the unknown monster that grievously wounded Emperor Lanlingster deep in the Death Domain?”

Even if not, it was certainly related.

Elder Clinton beside him also had a grave expression, saying heavily, “To think of using [Jester Magic Suit] to suppress the corpse’s Divinity… Seadinth is really daring in his ambition.”

Leonard and the others listened, not quite understanding, but were nonetheless shocked.

…

The bloodsucking ability of the Vampire race to absorb any blood gave Seadinth control over the remnant Divine Power within the Titan corpse pieces.

The inflated body broke free from the high-level Water Elemental Divine Technique’s imprisonment.

“Hehe, without you guys, I really wouldn’t have gained such a grand opportunity…”

Seadinth cackled, his colossal fist slamming towards the ground where the Holy Church group stood.

Despite layers upon layers of the solid Elemental Barrier attempting to stop it, that mighty hand still tore through them effortlessly, with a “thud,” the battle formation immediately shattered.

The already few remaining members of the Holy Church were hit hard, dozens bursting into Blood Mist on the spot. Before any regenerative measures could be employed, their blood essence was devoured by the giant.

As the giant prepared for a second strike, two severely injured Red Robed Archbishops roared, “Holy Son, flee quickly!”

Everyone was clear on the intention: the giant hand was after the [Spell Clay Pot].

Whoever secures the jar gets the means to combat the Dead Dragon.

If this object was lost, the Holy Church truly faced the threat of extinction.

But the crisis wasn’t just for the members of the Holy Church; even bystanders like Leonard and his group were in peril!

…

Seeing this, Elder Clinton with a grave countenance said before the distant battle was decided, “Leonard lad, there’s no time. Find a way to escape. I can still hold him off here and make him wary… it will be too late if we delay any further.”

Hearing this, a flicker of surprise flashed in Leonard’s eyes, but he firmly said, “Alright! Take care, elder!”

He had already deduced this outcome.

Choosing to observe the battle was to see if there was a chance to escape amidst the chaos from this Netherworld Channel.

But now with the situation decided, there was no need to continue watching.