Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 752: Chapter 243 [Rare Vampire Heart (Silver)]

“Thud!”

The sound of a Second Tier vampire’s skull shattering was particularly unique, sending chills down one’s spine.

From a distance, the severely injured Captain Sam and the people of the Rose Chamber of Commerce all turned their heads in astonishment.

Leonard Churchill had moved so fast across the sky that many didn’t even see what happened.

But now, the bloody explosive scene seemed to freeze time right there.

Everyone saw it clearly.

A single blow had killed a Second Tier elite vampire?

The brutal image of the killing intruded into everyone’s field of vision, freezing their thoughts.

Is this… for real?

At that moment, the group from the Rose Chamber of Commerce was engaged in battle with another Second Tier vampire.

Only after facing it directly did they realize how much more troublesome a vampire was compared to a normal enemy.

These vampires had incredibly tough flesh, practically impervious to blades and spears.

Even direct hits from individual cannons only left some not-so-serious scorched marks on their skin.

Just this one enemy had a dozen guards from the Commerce Guild at their wits’ end.

Yet such a powerful monster had been blown up with a single punch?

Even the strongest, Captain Sam, hadn’t understood the secret of that strike, and was extremely shocked, thinking: “An Air Skill Master? What tier is he, and how can he be so powerful… Some kind of Mystery Martial Skill?”

Just now, seeing Leonard Churchill dart away through the air, Sam had guessed that this person must be very strong.

But to blow up a Second Tier vampire with a single punch—that was outrageously strong, wasn’t it?

Sam was certain that an ordinary Third Tier card master couldn’t achieve a one-hit kill on such a vampire.

Yet definitely not up to the Fourth Tier level.

That’s why it was so preposterous.

The feeling was like… pulling the trigger of a musket and having a cannonball shoot out of the barrel.

But whether or not it made sense didn’t matter.

In the midst of shock, Sam’s eyes revealed great relief.

Just a moment ago, he felt he might be able to help a little, but watching the exaggerated combat power displayed, he knew his worries were unnecessary.

The “Sunny” beside the missy was much stronger than he had imagined.

For a time, the morale of the Rose Chamber of Commerce soared.

…

The shock wasn’t limited to the Rose Chamber of Commerce group.

Elsewhere, the Third Tier vampire, Kole, was less than a hundred meters from Vera Williams.

It had watched as one of its minions had its head burst by a punch from Leonard Churchill.

“This guy!”

Kole recognized at a glance that this was the same person it had fought just now.

But before, it seemed like just an ordinary Second Tier.

The intelligence received beforehand substantiated this.

Why was he so strong?

Even more importantly, though being strong was one thing, why couldn’t it comprehend that punch?

Even as a genuine Third Tier Vampire, Kole could easily kill a Second Tier Robbie, but definitely couldn’t blow off its head with one punch.

And how had this guy, who was at a distance just before, suddenly caught up?

Was he faster than Kole’s own flight?

With numerous thoughts flashing through its mind, Kole felt a sense of foreboding.

However, Leonard Churchill paid no attention to him.

From this distance, having calculated everything, Kole was already without any chance of survival in Churchill’s eyes.

He pressed down on the corpse, and instead looked with interest at Vera Williams, whose cheeks still had tear stains, revealing a row of neat white teeth with a grin: “I told you it wasn’t dangerous, see…”

“You…”

Vera Williams was completely stunned in place.

She looked at the face in front of her that now seemed to radiate a four-colored glow, her eyes shimmering.

But before she could say anything, she caught a glimpse of something behind Leonard Churchill and urgently shouted, “Watch out!”

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He gave Vera Williams a slight smile and then, his expression turning stern, he swiftly turned around and launched a punch wrapped in a strange ripple toward his back.

“Thud!”

As the fists collided, it was as if a long, resounding metal clash exploded in their ears, faintly accompanied by the sound of cracking bones.

The ambushing Kole’s complexion instantly changed: What is going on?!

It stared at the bronzed metal luster of the opposing fist, its blood-colored eyes contracting simultaneously.

Its punch felt as if it had landed squarely on solid iron, leaving the opponent unharmed, while the rebounding force nearly fractured its own bones.

The flesh of this man was stronger than that of them Vampires?

“What Secret Skill has this guy cultivated?!” Kole thought in horror, already guessing there was something wrong with the metallic glow of the protective Secret Skill.

Nevertheless, as a Third Tier being, its reactions were swift.

The moment its fist made contact, sensing trouble, Kole had already retreated several meters, deflecting the force of the rebound.

With their fists as the center, the shock wave spread explosively, shaking the entire ground.

Leonard Churchill’s short hair fluttered in the light breeze, his robes rustling loudly.

He looked at the Third Tier vampire before him, no longer as arrogant as before, and lifted the corner of his mouth in a mocking smile.

Kole felt humiliated.

A Third Tier was considered a master wherever they went; how could it not have its own temper?

Although Kole felt at an advantage in their first encounter, it also realized that the opponent, with all his strange methods, was not much more powerful than him!

This was definitely not a Fourth Tier!

As long as it wasn’t a Fourth Tier, with the protection of God’s bloodline, Kole couldn’t fear anyone!

Even if it couldn’t win, the opponent definitely couldn’t kill Kole.

With that thought, as the numbness in its arm faded, Kole charged forward again, wings flapping.

Leonard Churchill cocked his head to look at Kole, chuckled lightly, and murmured to himself: “My body hasn’t recovered, giving this guy the illusion that he can win, huh…”