Catastrophe Card King - Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Chapter 91: Settlement (Seeking Subscription, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

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The surgical knife was too sharp, he barely felt the pain.

The werewolf—who was running at full speed-stumbled several meters forward before realizing that his left leg had gone numb.

It immediately recognized what had happened.

As expected of a werewolf transformed from a fighter

Even on one leg, it abruptly pushed off with force and struck Alison, who was close in its reach.

A spray of blood shot out.

Alison was thrown dozens of meters away, her frail body heavily crashing into a corner of the tunnel, losing consciousness on the spot.

The ferocity of the A-rank catastrophe was clear – just one swipe was enough to speak volumes.

At this moment, Liam Martinez, clad in heavy armor, arrived.

The werewolf’s mobility was limited due to its broken leg, presenting him with an opportunity to charge at the creature with his shield immediately. Tracy Garcia quickly appeared beside the unconscious Alison.

With a card in play, several spirit objects formed a protective shield around them, formed by the Sticky Monsters.

Tracy took out a first aid potion and quickly injected it into Alison. However, the crisis was more intense than anticipated.

Even with a crippled leg, this werewolf’s combat power remained incredibly formidable.

As things turned out, the cunning werewolf had no intention of tangling with a heavily-armored human, it was headed straight for Tracy and Alison.

Seeing that he was unable to hold back the enemy, Liam abandoned his heavy shield and replaced it with the Relic Greatsword, shouting, “Mystery. Sword Power Slash!”

A crescent-shaped flame blade cut through the air, but the Werewolf King didn’t attempt to evade.

The distance was too great, causing the sword air to only leave a shallow wound on its fur.

Ignoring such trifling injury, the werewolf swatted away several Iron Zombies in its way and landed another strike on the sticky barrier.

The werewolf’s claws got entrapped in the Sticky Monster’s tar-like secretion… At this point, Leonard Churchill, who had been stealthily lurking, quietly appeared!

It was a perfect re-enactment of the scene when he killed the B-rank catastrophe.

As long as the sticky substance could hinder the monster’s claws for a moment, he had the chance of launching a successful stealth attack!

Leonard revealed himself, leaping into action.

Initially, he planned to stab the werewolf in its head in hopes of making a fatal blow.

However, something unexpected happened!

Surprisingly, fire-like dark power erupted from the werewolf’s claws. It shattered the barrier as if it were a sand tower, with its sticky property completely ineffective.

“Damn!”

The corner of Leonard’s eye caught this scene, his pupils dilated instantly. He immediately realized that there was no possibility of successfully launching a surprise attack.

While retreating is a viable option to ensure his survival, he would lose the perfect opportunity afterwards.

Once Tracy and the others were killed, there would be no more bait and planning a future surprise attack on the Werewolf King would become impossible!

Thoughts passing through his mind in a flash, Leonard’s eyes narrowed. He quickly adjusted his attack, changed the direction of his dagger from the head to the side of the werewolf’s spine, slicing it.

The point of contact was perfectly aimed at the spikey protrusions near the 7-i2th thoracic vertebrae.

Having studied numerous anatomy books, he was aware that a large number of nerves and the tendons of most back muscles converged at this location.

The surgical knife was incredibly sharp and easily cut open the flesh, causing a spray of blood to erupt!

Leonard’s eyes were ice-cold.

With this blow severing the muscle, the Werewolf King’s right limb would be severely impeded!

Almost simultaneously, that claw that seemed to tear through the void grazed past Leonard’s scalp.

If he had continued to aim for the head, this swipe would have unquestionably decapitated him.

However, Leonard hadn’t got the chance to celebrate his narrow escape when the werewolf’s claws created several phantoms in mid-air.

Too fast!

Leonard didn’t even get to see what had happened; he only felt a burning sensation in his chest.

Luckily, Liam arrived in time to fiercely push the werewolf away again. Leonard then took the opportunity to retreat hastily.

Looking at the gaping wound on his chest where his organs were exposed, Leonard’s expression was filled with bloodlust.

The inner armor felt like paper under the werewolf’s swipe.

If he hadn’t retreated in time, he would have lost his life to that strike.

He shouted harshly, “Tracy, put on the armor!”

They absolutely couldn’t let all the baits die.

If they all died, they would truly lose any chance of surviving!

The werewolf had been attacked twice and had already become wary.

If they acted recklessly now, it would mean nothing but certain death.

They could only wait for the right moment!

As Leonard spoke, he once again used the cloak and Shadow Submarine, disappearing into the darkness.

The four of them never imagined this A-rank catastrophe would be so challenging.

After a few encounters, two of the four were already severely injured.

While Liam engaged the werewolf in combat, Tracy quickly put on the Frost

Knight’s Armor which Leonard had provided.

She was well aware that once she put on the armor, the severely injured Alison would undoubtedly die if she was hit again.

But if she didn’t do so, she, Liam, and Leonard would die.

She was a doctor; she absolutely couldn’t die before her comrades!

The heavy Frost Knight’s Armor was unbearable for a Spirit Communicator.

Once Tracy put it on, she felt like she was hiding in an iron box, unable to move.

Meanwhile, in the dark, Leonard quickly tended to his own injuries, his gaze fully fixed on the fierce battle not far away.

Large chunks of muscle were severed from its left leg and the muscles of the spine. Hence, the movement of its left limb and the right half of the upper body was significantly restricted.

This was his meticulously chosen cut.

The werewolf, having lost its agility attribute and one arm being restrained, had lost ninety percent of its combat power!

Thinking of this, Leonard murmured to himself, “There should be a chance to kill it now….”