Catastrophe Card King

After its first strike, the Werewolf King had insufficient time to swipe a second claw.

Because it already sensed that death was imminently approaching at the extreme!

However, as it was raising itself from its stooped position, it suddenly felt a lack of strength at its waist, and its body jolted.

Upon reflection, it awakened to the realization that its lower back had been cut. Certain death!

Certain death!

Certain death!

At this moment, Leonard Churchill’s brain had completely sunk into a state of frenzied exhilaration.

He seemed to have foreseen this scene.

With no strength left in its lower back, its body was inevitably left undefended. The moment this werewolf chose to kill Liam Martinez, it was doomed!

Flying knife!

Flying knife!

Flying knife!

An immobile werewolf is the best target.

Leonard Churchill vehemently charged forward, meeting the gaze of the wolf, and upon seeing its head try to dodge, the blade of the Plague Doctor’s Scalpel in his hand trembling, he lunged it towards the werewolf.

Even in such a dire situation, there was hardly any panic reflected in the werewolf’s eyes.

Flying knife?

It had already predicted the trajectory, sufficient to avoid it.

With a slight tilt of its head, as long as it didn’t pierce its eye socket, it wouldn’t be fatal.

However, the sight of the knife veering off course was apparent.

A strange thing happened!

The flying knife seemed to be manipulated by an invisible force, at the last moment when it was close at hand, the sharp edge suddenly changed direction, piercing accurately into the right eye of the werewolf.

The werewolf was struck by the knife, its expression instantly changed as if saying: How is this possible!

But before it had a chance to ponder more, the flying knife seemed to be propelled by a residual force, drilling viciously into its brain core.

With a fleeting glance, it made out a pair of eyes, filled with frenzied excitement to the extreme.

A rush of red tinted its vision.

At this moment, Leonard Churchill’s mind had already lost grasp of his actions.

In that fervently excited mental state, his intent seemed to have formed a large hand, seizing the hilt of the thrown knife, and then he thrusted with all his might!

Stab it in!

Stab it in!

The thought in his mind was so intense it felt tangible.

In a flash, the flying knife was completely embedded in the werewolf’s head.

Leonard Churchill watched as the corners of his mouth curved into an exaggerated arc, he laughed… it got in!

The sense of mental exuberance at this moment had also reached an extreme.

With his will achieved,

his determination collapsed like a bursting dam.

Leonard Churchill also felt instant darkness in his vision,

then collapsed to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time.

Leonard Churchill opened his eyes from his coma, his brain hurt as if it were pierced by a needle.

It was like waking up from a hangover, then only gradually beginning to recollect his memory.

It seems like… I killed that werewolf?

Or did it kill me?

Leonard Churchill recalled the last scene before he lost consciousness.

Before he could think any further, a chill spread through his chest, and a gentle and very familiar female voice said next to his ear, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, you’re awake?”

Lifting his eyes, the beautiful face of a young lady came into view.

Tracy Garcia blinked her eyes, continuing to apply new dressings with her hands as she spoke, “You used up too much mental power. So it’s normal to have a headache… you can rest your eyes more.”

Leonard Churchill paused for a while.

It was as if that sentence had just gone from a sound to a signal in his brain.

He tried to sit up but found that his chest was in severe pain.

Tracy Garcia immediately stopped him, saying, “Don’t move. You need to rest now.”

Leonard Churchill did not insist, and asked, “Is the werewolf dead?”

Tracy Garcia looked at him, her eyes glowing, “Yes! Mr. Leonard Churchill killed it! It was really amazing!”

“Oh.”

Leonard Churchill said nothing more upon hearing this.

He exhaled a breath of relief as though a heavy burden was lifted off his shoulders.

The A-rank catastrophe is dead, and the crisis has been completely resolved.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two “mummies” covered in bandages lying not far away.

It appears that Liam Martinez and Alison didn’t die either.

Leonard Churchill lay down again with peace of mind.

Two days later.

This is the third day since entering the “Greedy Mining Well”.

Four people emerged from the Burial Mountain Mine.

“We’re truly grateful to Mr. Leonard Churchill, otherwise we would have died here.”

“Yeah. Looking back now, it was the last flying knife that was truly amazing.

Hey, I thought you were gone. I didn’t expect you to still be there.”

“Ah… it’s a shame I couldn’t be of any help, I was knocked unconscious with one slap. I also missed the exciting battle afterward.”

“Alison, you did great as the bait. If you hadn’t taken that hit, we wouldn’t have had any chance of winning.”

“But Mr. Leonard Churchill, are you sure your mental state is really okay? I feel like you were on the verge of having a mental deformation…”

No one died, this is the greatest fortune.

The four chatted while walking along, their spirits greatly lifted.

Having survived catastrophe, looking back, this experience has become a heroic mark imprinted on their souls.

The battle was one to reminisce over for a lifetime.

Having been through a life and death adventure together, Liam Martinez and

Alison were now very enthusiastic towards Leonard Churchill.

Listening to the three of them heap praises, Leonard Churchill just chuckled and shook his head.

No matter how he explained, Tracy Garcia and the others wouldn’t stop singing his praises.

Although this space expedition was fraught with life and death situations.

Surviving yielded a great reward.

The last A-rank catastrophe corpse also brought Leonard Churchill a surprise.

Another Material Card appeared in his card slot.

First Generation Werewolf Infected Mutated Muscle

Quality: Glittering Silver

Description: High purity Abyssal Immortal Werewolf flesh tissue, a very rare flesh-based Extraordinary Material, emanates a super-concentrated dark contamination power; possesses strong power, nerve response, toughness, self-healing, and a series of flesh attributes;

The quality of the material greatly exceeded expectations.

Shortly after, the four circumvented the city gate and climbed over the wall into Townsend Town..