Catastrophe Card King - Chapter 1719

Chapter 1719: Chapter 522 Massage in the Tent_3

“No.”

Leonard Churchill shook his head and countered, “Do you know that this is a Primordial Rune Stone?”

Although he did not mind accepting a gift, he had no intention of deceiving the two little elves.

Kola didn’t understand why his expression suddenly turned so serious: “Of course we do. This is something that only the Moon Well can produce, and it takes a hundred thousand years just to form one.”

Listening to her, Leonard Churchill realized they knew what it was, and said, “This Rune Stone is priceless…”

However, before he could finish, Nina interrupted him, cheerily saying, “That’s why it’s so precious, and why we’re giving it to Mr. Leonard Churchill.”

“…”

Leonard Churchill looked at the expressions on the two little elves and did not know what to say.

They were sincere in their gift-giving, and if he kept refusing, it would seem improper.

“Well then, I shall accept it for now.”

As he spoke, Leonard Churchill took the stone.

….

Having found the two little elves, the last bit of worry in Leonard Churchill’s heart dissipated.

Now that the Moon Well had been drained, it would take a very long time to accumulate enough Elements again.

With the Death Domain now unsafe, the two little elves obviously could not stay here.

Leonard Churchill and his companions made their way to the huge chasm in the Death Domain and then climbed up the rock wall.

The sixteen layers of the Death Domain were still broken, but the monsters were almost completely cleared out. However, beneath the sixteenth layer, in the endless Abyss, a terrifying aura surged like a volcano on the verge of erupting.

Leonard Churchill and his companions dared not delay.

They did not dare to explore other paths carelessly, and they hurriedly made their way out the same route they had come by.

Then, at a certain moment, the gravitational force suddenly reversed.

They knew then that they had left the Death Domain.

….

Half a day later, in a dense forest thirty kilometers away from the Death Domain.

Crystal-clear spring water gurgled out, forming a small clear pool.

By the pool, seven or eight tents made up a small adventurers’ camp.

On the campfire, golden and oily roast meat sizzled with an appetizing fragrance, and the meat soup on the stove was also rolling with hot waves.

This was a camp built by the elite members of the Revolutionary Army who had pulled back ahead of time.

Leonard Churchill and his group had rushed all the way here and successfully regrouped.

Everyone sat around the campfire, and the atmosphere was very celebratory.

Everyone knew that the adventure in the Magical Beast Forest would be dangerous.

They had all prepared for a certain amount of casualties, but the situation, though perilous, turned out to be very gratifying in the end.

Not only did Leonard Churchill and those who went to the Death Domain safely return, but apart from a few injuries, the rest did not suffer any losses.

And there were significant gains.

This adventure could be said to be a joy for all.

Those who did not go to the Death Domain were very interested in the exciting tales from the Death Domain by the cadres.

When the conversation reached exciting parts, everyone’s expressions were intensely animated.

“You don’t know… the World Tree roots… the legendary Moon Well is full of Elements stones… Netherworld Channel is filled with Evil Ghosts… in the end, the Three Great Sects scheming against each other was spectacular…”

“Hahaha, we finally came out. I almost got tired of the dry food after half a month’s march to the Death Domain. Lay, don’t just listen to stories, is the meat roasted yet…”

“Almost ready. Hey, come on Sam, continue, then what? You saw the Dragon God returning from the Underworld in the Netherworld Channel? What does a god look like?”

“…What else could it look like? Just a dragon…”

“Hahaha… Sam, stop blowing your own horn, okay? Just admit it if you were stunned by the Divine Power, what’s so bad about admitting it.”

“Rosin, didn’t you also get stunned?”

“I never said I wasn’t stunned. Only the boss and the Churchill brothers, oh, and Miss White were fine… everyone else passed out.”

“Ah? The Dragon God is so formidable, just the Divine Power alone stunned the cadres?”

“I don’t know about that. You’ll have to ask the boss…”

“…”

The members of the Revolutionary Army were all very excited.

The events that happened in the Death Domain almost touched upon the overall situation of the entire Plane, and were of great attraction to anyone.

Leonard Churchill, Sophia Jones, and others sat by the campfire, listening to the lively chat, occasionally interjecting, with an atmosphere as warm as the campfire.

Having not eaten good hot food in many days, Leonard Churchill had a hearty meal.

The chatter continued past midnight, and the topics seemed endless.

But having fought almost every day in the Netherworld Channel, without proper rest, even Sam, who was usually full of energy, couldn’t hold on and fell asleep by the fire with a drink in hand.

The companions didn’t have the heart to disturb him, and everyone conscientiously dispersed, some to rest, others to patrol.

After arranging a tent for the peacock, Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones returned to their own tent.

The two had been sharing a tent all along, and no one found it strange anymore.

Entering the tent, Sophia Jones took off her Great Swords and placed them aside, while Leonard Churchill, accustomed to the routine, helped her disassemble the Armor.

After the breastplate was removed, the well-endowed figure wrapped in a bodice came into view, followed by the leg guards…

Without the cover of the Armor, the curvaceous figure was fully revealed.

Sophia Jones seemed to think the battle bodysuit was somewhat damaged from fighting, and decided to change it. There wasn’t really a changing area inside the tent, and the two of them were already accustomed to such closeness.

She didn’t avoid Leonard Churchill at all, simply lifted the bodice with her hand and naturally took it off.

In doing so, her upper body was left in a tight-fitting undershirt.

However, without the outer garment to cover, her overly magnificent bosom became particularly conspicuous, unable to be contained by the undershirt, and it swayed a few times.

Leonard Churchill was about to meditate cross-legged as usual, but he inadvertently glanced over, thought it looked nice, and then looked a few more times with interest.