Chapter 251: Chapter 112: Turmoil in the Camp z
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Previously, three hundred had died in the Alternate Dimension, outside; no more than a few hundred remained.
Some had to be diverted to protect Young Master Kane.
With the remaining people, there really wasn’t much territory they could surround in this wilderness.
Leonard Churchill speculated that a large number of mercenaries might join the defense.
Upon seeing, it was indeed so.
However, don’t be deceived by the large number of mercenaries.
In Leonard Churchill’s eyes, a few hundred mercenaries were less threatening than a Fierce Beast Squad of five in the Alternate Dimension.
These mercenaries, whether it’s their Demon Marks, methods, or equipment, couldn’t compare with a noble’s private soldiers.
Even if the brawny troop leader with the One-eyed Bear Emblem on his chest was a Second Order Card Master, Leonard Churchill didn’t pay him much mind. Leonard Churchill didn’t give these guys any time to react.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, his leg muscles contracted and a slight explosion sounded. He instantly catapulted towards the darkness outside the encirclement.
The speed of his Werewolf body was so fast that he had dashed a hundred meters just as the mercenaries started getting their words out.
Now, with the Advanced Body Technique Specialization plus his super high agility, he moved like the wind.
The mercenaries who were about to pursue him stood agape as they saw his unprecedented speed. They realized they couldn’t catch up.
Instantly, the sounds of gunfire filled the hillside.
While running, Leonard glanced back from the corner of his eyes.
He didn’t care about the barrage of bullets.
His current Werewolf body was not threatened by ordinary bullets.
Even if special Demon-breaking bullets were shot at him, they would only cause minor flesh wounds if they got embedded in his muscles.
However, in large quantities, they might pose a deadly threat.
But being hired help, he didn’t believe that the mercenaries would carelessly shoot special bullets that were worth thousands each.
Furthermore, his movement was so fast that only a top-tier Gunnman could possibly hit him.
Leonard Churchill sprinted across the land.
Without waiting for the mercenaries to form a blockade, he had already ran a few hundred meters.
Intentionally, he chose to land where it was occupied by people.
Without guessing, it was obvious that this area must be filled with traps, land mines.
Leonard Churchill didn’t know where the traps were, but the mercenaries definitely did.
Places where people were standing couldn’t possibly be trap zones.
The mercenaries were as fragile as paper, even in groups, they couldn’t block him at all.
Despite being careful, Leonard Churchill still accidentally stepped on a trap.
As he ran down the slope, the ground beneath his foot suddenly gave way, as though he had stepped into a swamp.
Leonard Churchill’s entire body lost balance, and he was about to sink.
If he sank, the elite Fierce Beast Legion from behind would definitely catch up with him.
But before the mercenaries could cheer from afar, they suddenly heard a series of air explosions.
They watched as the towering body of the Werewolf amazingly moved across the swamp trap as if on solid ground. He used the ripples in the air under his feet to leap and escape.
After using it, Leonard Churchill secretly praised that the Floating Kicks were indeed an excellent body technique.
The ways to restrict the movement of an Agility Type Card Master were few.
With the temporary ability to tread on thin air, traps such as quicksand, swamps, adhesive substances posed little real threat.
This had resolved a huge concern for him.
Even though he had detonated several landmines on the way.
But it was all due to his fast speed.
The interval to trigger the mechanical device was enough for him to escape far away, hence the damage caused by the explosion was limited.
As long as he got past the first line of defense, the subsequent threats would progressively diminish.
If they couldn’t catch up, it didn’t matter how strong or numerous the Fierce Beast Legion was.
Leonard Churchill didn’t tangle with those mercenaries.
What he was always worried about were the Assassin Type Card Masters of Second Order or above from behind.
His agility attribute after the Beast Transformation had already surpassed that of a normal Second Tier Full Agility Assassin.
Only a third-tier Assassin Card Master could securely catch up with him.
Leonard Churchill had no doubt.
Such experts must certainly be around Young Master Kane.
So, he sprinted all the way.
After escaping from the zone covered by the Developing Powder, he quickly changed some of his gear while laying down some traps and adopting anti-tracking measures.
Explosions sounded from not too far behind him at intervals.
He knew that the experts had begun their pursuit.
Meanwhile, upon hearing that the assassins had appeared, Young Master Kane excitedly left the camp with a large number of guards to check on things.
Seeing the Lionheart Legion making such a big commotion, many curious onlookers in the camp also followed along.
They were also very curious as to who the assassins were, who dare to target
the legitimate young master of the Lionheart Family.
Not long after they left the camp, news of the disappearance of the “Holy Grail War” Alternate Dimension arrived.
The explosive news caused the entire camp to be in an uproar.
They had initially thought it was only an attempted assassination, but didn’t expect the assassin to practically clear the deadly war mode!
Everyone knew that now it was going to get interesting.
Now, almost everyone from the camp followed.
Curiosity was one thing.
What if… a rat died in a hole?
Everyone knew what the disappearance of the Alternate Dimension meant.
Plus, looking at the preparation, the “assassin” side seemed well prepared.
If a fight really broke out, they might even find huge opportunities.
However, nobody expected.
Among the onlookers, there was a young man with his eyes covered with a black cloth.
Seeing Young Master Kane finally leaving the highly fortified building and departing the camp.
The real assassin, who had been waiting for days, showed a smile on his face..