Catastrophe Card King-Chapter 923 - 286: Thorny Snake Corps, Cage, Jar_3

Chapter 923: Chapter 286: Thorny Snake Corps, Cage, Jar_3

The shout startled everyone in the camp, sending them scrambling out as they thought another fierce battle was upon them.

Then, the deputy legion commander Kuro shouted, “Don’t panic! It’s our own people arriving!”

As he spoke, he glanced at Leonard Churchill standing guard and said, “This sentry did well. Logistics officer, take note, a commendation is due.”

Someone responded, “Yes.”

Leonard Churchill also hurriedly thanked, “Thank you, commander.”

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, the members of the Venomous Bee Vanguard Group heaved a sigh of relief, but were still somewhat uneasy.

They had previously discovered the Card Master Federation of the East Wilderness, which was to be a glorious accomplishment.

But later, General Ron’s greed for merit led to his death, changing the nature of the incident. Moreover, to keep the credit from leaking, all the “evidence” like maps was taken by Ron, and now their persuasive power was greatly diminished. They might even be punished for this.

In an instant, figures clad in standard-issue leather armors and looking every bit the professional soldier emerged from the mist.

The vast ruins were swarmed with people everywhere.

A rough estimate suggested there were about a few thousand people.

The number didn’t seem too large, but the oppressive feeling emanating from these regular Dragon Descendant troops was incredibly strong. Leonard Churchill felt as if he was back to his childhood days, stepping into a circus animal cage for the first time.

The soldiers standing in the mist were like malevolent dragons, spreading an invisible, intimidating air.

At that moment, a group of people clad in gleaming golden armors approached.

Deputy Legion Commander Kuro called out, “General, sir!”

Leonard Churchill and the others from the vanguard team echoed the shout.

Everyone then saw a towering, scar-faced man over two meters tall walking slowly, surrounded by a retinue of Golden Armor Knights.

This scar-faced man glanced over the ruins, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

Although Leonard had never seen him before, he had already learned that this man was likely Heman, the famous general of the Red Dragon Kingdom, and the legion commander of the Thorny Snake Corps.

General Heman asked in a deep voice, “What’s the situation?”

Deputy Legion Commander Kuro quickly reported, “General, the Gold-digging Dock is just fifty kilometers to the east, and the route has been thoroughly scouted.”

General Heman then asked, “What about my foolish brother? Where’s his body?”

Hearing this, Kuro swallowed hard, “In the hands of those people from the East Wilderness…”

As soon as he said this, Heman’s expression turned cold, and a wave of invisible pressure wrapped in killing intent instantly swept across everyone present.

Leonard Churchill inwardly cried out, “Dragon’s Might!”

He had experienced this feeling before in the Alternate Dimension.

He also immediately understood the man’s intent.

The anger was just a facade; he really wanted to see if there were any spies within the ranks!

“Truly cautious…”

Leonard Churchill muttered to himself as he watched.

If it had been anyone else, even a card master of a higher tier, they would have shown some signs of abnormality under the influence of such a top-tier force’s Dragon’s Might.

Almost instantly, he dared not show any weakness, and shivered along with those around him.

General Heman swept his gaze over the crowd, apparently not noticing anything, and without another word, simply ordered, “Draw ten, kill one.”

Kuro’s eyelids twitched, “Yes, sir…”

….

Draw ten, kill one was a harsh form of collective punishment within the military.

After a major blunder by a legion, one person would be executed out of every ten, as a form of retribution.

Officers were no exception!

Hearing this command, the dozens from the Venomous Bee Vanguard Group broke into a cold sweat.

However, Leonard Churchill smirked surreptitiously, thinking, “Heh heh… I’ve fooled them.”

Just now, a bona fide Seventh Tier had completely failed to see through his disguise, and that was reason enough for rejoicing.

As for the execution, he didn’t care in the least.

Leonard Churchill had never been afraid to risk his life.

He didn’t believe he would be the one in ten.

Indeed, as he had anticipated, after the drawing of lots, the bodies of three unlucky ones were hung on the city wall.

Leonard Churchill was unharmed.

They were now very close to the Gold-digging Dock; it wouldn’t take long for the Transcendents to cover a few dozen kilometers at full speed. General Heman led the Thorny Snake Corps and didn’t bother to hide their tracks any longer as they rushed forth urgently.

The primary mission of the Vanguard Legion was reconnaissance, not engaging in battle.

At least until the end of the war, Leonard Churchill and his fellow members were temporarily resting in the camp.

This place was relatively safe and had become the encampment for the subsequent troops of the Thorny Snake Corps.

Not just a vanguard, but people kept coming continuously behind them.

The soldiers’ faces showed fatigue, indicating that the Thorny Snake Corps had just experienced a lengthy march.

Soon, over a hundred campfires were lit in the camp.

The majority of troops began to rest and cook.

The location of Leoounded by the main army.

Entering the enemy camp alone was almost certainly fatal if exposed.

Yet, far from fearing, this sensation made Leonard feel increasingly better.

His identity as a scout also allowed him to better observe everything around him.

Officers, army numbers, equipment, large siege weapons, and more…

Quietly, Leonard had noticed everything there was to know about the Thorny Snake Corps.

In his eyes, he also saw even more complex threads of fate.

Not only individual threads of destiny but also those entwined with the Kingdom’s fate and the fate of entire races…

Countless threads interweaving, forming a tangled mess.

This was why “I am the world” became increasingly difficult to master as one progressed further.

Upon seeing this, Leonard couldn’t help but feel impressed by how incredible Mushroomhead truly was.

…

Quite a few people came from the Thorny Snake Corps, seemingly tens of thousands.

After several hours passed since the vanguard had moved out, the following troops finally caught up one after another.

They brought with them not just military forces but also a large group of humans slaves, collared and bound.

After all, these people did not come to the Old Continent to wage war.

They were here to reclaim land and hunt for treasure.

Leonard glanced at those thousands of humans dressed in rough linen and knew they were destined to be the “cannon fodder” for exploring the Alternate Dimension.

Just from the “aura” alone, it was clear there were no lack of Fifth or Sixth Tier card masters among the slaves.

Seeing these slaves, Leonard felt as though he could already see the outcome if the Federation were to be breached and reduced to war slaves.

Leonard swept his gaze over them.

Strangely enough, he saw a huge cage covered with black cloth among the group of slaves.

“Weird, what on earth is inside that cage?”

Leonard was very curious.

It looked like some kind of monster was imprisoned there.

And the cage was located near the slave camp, as if it held some special kind of slave.

Before Leonard could figure it out, a group of knights in golden armor surrounded a fat man and arrived at the camps of the Vanguard Team.

Wherever there were people, it was always a society ruled by personal connections.

After listening in, Leonard learned that it was Kuro, the deputy commander of the legion, who came to advocate on behalf of a well-connected individual.

“You see, Kuro, your Vanguard Team seems to be pushing all the glorious achievements outwards… You clearly discovered East Wilderness and were in for a collective first-class meritorious service. But now, due to your greed for credit and rash actions, Commander Ron is dead, and you’ve startled the enemy… If this news reaches the Marshal, it’s not going to be as simple as ‘whipping ten and killing one’.”

“Lord Lam, you know that none of us could do anything about Commander Ron’s decision. I really need your help this time. Oh, and I almost forgot… these are treasures received from those people in the East Wilderness. I haven’t had the chance to give them to General Heman yet, if you wouldn’t mind passing them along…”

“Tsk tsk, those guys from th you’ll still need to rely on yourselves. Explore more, gain more merits… Have you heard that the Royal Family of Augustus has continued their legacy? There must be plenty of good stuff in the East Wilderness…”

“Rest assured, Lord Lam, the moment our Vanguard Team finds anything, we’ll be sure to let you have the first look.”

“All these are trivial matters. Oh, one more thing, has your Vanguard Team found any clues yet? The Holy See is looking for a few ‘Curse Jars’, and there’s been no news yet; upstairs isn’t pleased with the progress…”

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“Haven’t found any yet. The Old Continent is too vast, and we’ve only explored up to here. By the way, Lord Lam, what exactly are those jars? There’s no pattern or reference. There are plenty of broken pots here in the Relics, but if we actually come across the real thing, I’m afraid we won’t even recognize them…”

“I have no idea either. But from what I hear, finding those ‘jars’ is a death command from the upper echelons of the Holy See. The priority is even higher than the Imperial Mausoleum of Augustus. That’s why they’ve brought that ‘monster’ along… Just keep looking. It’s definitely not any ordinary jar; I think it might be some ancient artifact with strong Magical Power…”

“…”

Leonard, who was eavesdropping, initially thought it was just a simple bribery conversation.

However, as he listened, he started to feel odd.

“Jars”?

Could it be the two he was carrying on him?

Upon further consideration, now that it was confirmed that the jars contained an Old God from ancient tier ranks of the Ariel Empire.

But, what did those fellows want with the jars?