Catastrophe Card King-Chapter 1012 - 312 Why did you have to capture this

Chapter 1012: Chapter 312: Why did you have to capture this Plague God of all people?

Chapter 1012 -312: Why did you have to capture this Plague God of all people?

“Be extra cautious of the White Family. Those guys didn’t succeed last time, and with such a big mess this time, they’re sure to be relentless in coming after you again,”

“Hmm. But I actually think they wouldn’t dare to come in the near future.”

“As long as you’re aware of the situation. Take care.”

“Okay. Aunt Jones, see you next time.”

“Hmm.”

“…”

Sophia Jones’s injuries had almost completely healed.

She still had to visit several ancestral lands of the White Family in search of the God Stealer Sequence legacy.

It was a trial and test meant only for her.

Leonard Churchill didn’t feel his strength qualified him to accompany her.

And so they parted ways.

Battle noises could already be heard nearby the marsh, and Leonard Churchill wasn’t inclined to linger; he turned and left.

As for the threat from the White Family, Leonard Churchill didn’t take it to heart.

The enmity was already established, and he didn’t think pulling in a bit more hatred would make any difference.

Moreover, if those guys weren’t fools, they could certainly guess that the fact Leonard Churchill and his people had survived an ambush in the Southern Continent meant they must possess powerful means.

Without a sure-fire plan, they definitely wouldn’t show themselves rashly.

Considering that this expedition to the Plague Marsh included the elite of the White Family, suffering heavy losses, they were likely to stay quiet for a long period.

As for the Spoils of War in the DP-955 Research Institute, all the valuable items were on the very bottom floor, and Leonard Churchill thought there was no need to consider them for the short term.

Ordinary people couldn’t take them anyway.

With the indomitable Leech King guarding, even a Seventh Grade would be marching to their death.

And since the jar had already been taken, the top powerhouses of the Southern Continent were probably not interested in taking the risk.

Leonard Churchill figured he would wait until he had enough strength before considering taking a look.

He reckoned Master Merlin would certainly be interested in those research materials and the Leech King, so after passing the message to Catherine Carter, he left the Plague Marsh.

…

Every day, a large influx of adventurers from the Southern Continent pour into the Old Continent.

Besides the Thorny Snake Corps, there were several other corps near the Plague Marsh.

The news of the Thorny Snake Corps’ complete annihilation spread quickly among those adventurers in the Southern Continent, driving them wild.

But almost no one knew exactly what had happened.

This also attracted a lot of curious people to explore the deep Marsh and the remains of the research institute.

However, the Corrupt Human Mushroom was in some ways trickier to deal with than the Leech King.

That region had only the dead and a large number of highly poisonous spores. Once a few people died, the adventurers who gathered out of excitement dwindled.

Several days later.

In the pitch-black valley, a fully armed group of mercenaries were escorting supplies as they stealthily advanced at a steady pace.

The air was thick with the scent of decay.

On the bare and glowing tree branches, red-eyed ravens perched, watching the passing group below.

This path, marked on the map as the Valley of Death, was a dangerous area once a battlefield of old, where many humans had perished and, as a result, numerous Undead Creatures roamed.

As the mercenaries escorted the supplies, their losses were not insignificant.

“Oh, damn those Ghouls, last night we lost three brothers again…”

“Guys, keep a sharp eye out, this is the cargo commissioned by the Royal Academy. Don’t mess up. We’ve got seventy kilometers to go, let’s put in the effort!”

“Captain, once we deliver this cargo, do we really plan to check out the Rune Highlands?”

“Of course, we’re going to take a look.”

“But I’ve heard that place is just a wasteland of Undead Spirits, full of Undead Creatures, with exceptionally high casualty rates for explorers.”

“Tim, you just don’t get it, do you? Didn’t you see our cargo is for the ‘Royal Academy’? First comes the cargo, then the Academy’s main forces are expected to arrive. Do you think the information those noble lords have could be flawed? I suspect that there’s definitely a huge treasure in the Rune Highlands, and we can’t go wrong by trying our luck…”

“The captain’s right! Hey, Scar, do you guys know what ‘Rune’ means?”

“Yo, I almost forgot you’re an Archaeologist. Let’s hear it…”

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“The ancient texts say that Rune is the origin of all curse inscriptions, the manifestation of symbols from the Universe Law. It’s said that each ‘Rune Inscription’ possesses a magical Transcendent power, and by obtaining one, you can glimpse the secrets of the High-level Laws… This wasteland to the northeast has been called this name for tens of thousands of years, but what’s strange is that even during the Talun Era, there are hardly any records. Don’t you think there are some secrets?”

“….”

Among the Big Cigarette Mercenary Corps, a nondescript middle-aged Swordsman sat on a wagon pulled by a Demon Beast, listening to the others’ idle chatter.

That’s right, this was Leonard Churchill in disguise.

Under normal circumstances, having been involved in such a ruckus in the Plague Marsh, Leonard Churchill, a significant participant, should have fled far away.

But he didn’t do that.

Often, the safest place is right under the lights.

With multiple treasures like the Clown Mask and the Hero Cloak, he wasn’t worried about being detected by the enemy through mystical means.

Moreover, the Spoils of War he obtained from Hester, the Black Widow, and others had firmed his intent to continue muddying the waters among these people of the Southern Continent.

The Old Continent is vast, and the deeper you go, the higher the risks.

If he were to wander alone like a headless fly in search of treasure, not only would the efficiency be low, but the gains would also not meet expectations.

The Southern Continent folks all had systematic, uninterrupted Card Master legacies.

The Spoils of War from just those few people would be considered a major discovery in the East Wilderness that would shock the Card Master World.

This was much more efficient than Leonard Churchill exploring ancient relics bit by bit, whether alone or with countless teams.

And the most crucial point — intelligence!

The Ariel Empire had deployed a massive number of corps and adventurers to develop the Old Continent, and the vast population supported an accurate intelligence network.