Catastrophe Card King-Chapter 836 - : 264

Chapter 836: 264

However, as the conversation went on, she found the fat man’s strategic vision to be surprisingly high.

It even matched the insight of the old generation members of the Song Family she had encountered thus far!

In his words, he had already predicted that future large-scale wars in the Federation would be greatly influenced by high-end mechanical equipment. He had even laid out plans in advance, controlling the source factories.

His words also hinted that he had guessed the Lionheart Family’s intention to expand its military…

Just these two points alone provided a solid foundation for cooperation!

Catherine Carter happened to need such a business partner, and the two hit it off immediately.

The four of them walked along, chatting casually from time to time.

Soon, they arrived underground in another area of tube buildings.

Lew Williams was still talking about something.

By then, they were already surrounded by concrete walls about ten meters high, in an underground construction area.

Leonard Churchill suddenly reminded, “Up ahead is the ‘P43 Boiler Room Area’. There are a lot of monsters here. Don’t take action unless absolutely necessary. Keep your breath as low as possible.”

Catherine also heard the movements in the dark.

The two had an understanding and she didn’t even ask before responding, “Okay!”

But Lew, with his puzzled little eyes, looked at the special magic energy cannon in his hand and asked, “Ah… but what if the monsters charge at us?”

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Leonard didn’t explain much, simply saying, “Normally… they won’t charge.”

Lew was totally confused, “Huh???”

Monica, who had been quiet the whole time, also cast a puzzled look.

As an intelligence operative from the Orlan Remnants, she knew more about Leonard and Catherine than most people.

But she couldn’t figure out why he could say such a thing.

Before they could ponder any further, creatures could already be seen in the depths of the sewer, their shapes shadowy and indistinct.

They had long arms and legs like spiders, skilled in climbing; these were the “Sewer Polluters”.

Fast, poisonous, but fragile.

Leonard had killed many of them before.

He took the lead as the four continued to walk past.

It was very quiet around them, allowing the fat man’s “thump thump,” “thump thump” rapid heartbeat to be heard clearly.

Of the four, he was the only one who was genuinely afraid.

As they got closer, the monsters in the dark evidently noticed the human presence. Following a series of “squeaks” resembling mouse communication, countless creatures suddenly charged from the other side of the corridor.

They swarmed out like a tide!

Hundreds of monsters filled the underground tunnel like locusts, chilling to the bone.

The sight almost made Lew, whose hands were shaking like chaff, unable to resist firing a shot into the crowd of monsters.

Even Catherine clenched a few spell cards in her hand, ready to act at any moment.

But Leonard had already cleared countless waves of monsters of this level yesterday, his expression unchanged.

With a flick of his hand, six flying knives had already left his hand and disappeared into the darkness.

The light was too dim to see what happened.

But air perception was crystal clear.

All they heard beside their ears were the “swish,” “swish,” “swish”… of subtle flesh-cutting sounds occurring thick and fast.

Then came various monsters clattering to the ground.

Despite the tunnel being filled with creatures, as if by magic, none of them were able to approach the group, as if there was an invisible barrier around them.

Catherine flashed a barely noticeable look of surprise, having known about Leonard’s telekinesis flying knives.

Lew and Monica, however, were utterly shocked.

Killing monsters this way?

With ease, the four walked through.

Although walking on a pile of slimy and bloody monster carcasses was disgusting, the shock was like a tide, repeatedly assaulting their inner feelings.

Only then did the two understand that the absence of monsters in the previous large building was not due to luck.

It was because this guy had killed them all!

Leonard was walking ahead, occasionally encountering First or Second Tier Catastrophes which he would also deal with in an instant.

His control of air was now so refined that if a problem could be resolved with ten units of Curse Power, he would certainly not use eleven.

Usually, the disturbance he caused wasn’t even enough to attract other monsters before the fight was over.

Seeing this, Catherine finally understood why Leonard hadn’t triggered the “Shadow”.

Because these monsters simply hadn’t forced him to use much of his strength.

…

Thus, Leonard cleared the way with telekinesis flying knives, leading Catherine and the others swiftly through the area.

His familiarity with the terrain was unparalleled, and the six Relic Level flying knives were perfect for slaughtering low-tier monsters.

This turned what was originally a one-in-a-million escape through a monster-infested city into a game, easy and carefree.

The three following him did not even have to lift a finger throughout.

After killing several waves of monster tides, they quickly arrived at a huge underground space.

His silent method of killing monsters kept the noise to a minimum, avoiding any trouble.

It wasn’t until they stopped to rest that Lew and the others came back to their senses. Was it all over already?

“Brother Leonard, just how powerful are you?”

“Wow, that swish swish folding knife ability, can I learn it?”

“…”

Lew knew Leonard was powerful, but only after witnessing it did he realize he had chosen the right person to cling to.

Catherine surveyed the surroundings and asked, “Are you planning to lure out the ‘Shadow’ here?”

Leonard nodded, “Yes. The battle might cause a lot of commotion, but it’s less likely to attract those high-tier monsters underground.”

Pointing to a passageway from where the sound of water came, he said, “You guys stay back a bit. If I can’t beat the Shadow, you go this way, jump down; there’s a Dark River.”