Catastrophe Card King-Chapter 973 - 300 Opposing Nature

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Chapter 973: Chapter 300 Opposing Nature

Chapter 973 -300 Opposing Nature

Half a month later.

Over two hundred kilometers northeast of the Ruins of Waren City, there lay an expanse of swamp forest enveloped in miasma.

The map marked it as “Plague Marsh.”

A few days ago, the Thorny Snake Corps’ vanguard arrived at this area and discovered a large number of ancient architectural relics within the swamp. The entire corps then encamped on the edge of the swamp and began their exploration and excavation.

However, due to the swamp’s terrain complexity and numerous highly poisonous creatures, the progress of the exploration was far from ideal.

Fortunately, during this time, a large number of mercenaries and hunting teams from the Red Dragon Kingdom had also arrived as reinforcements.

This finally provided enough manpower to start clearing the land.

Tens of thousands of adventurer tents also sprung up around the military camp, stretching far and wide.

The harsh living conditions of the Southern Continent meant they had a hunter culture even more profound than that of the East Continent.

The camp was home not just to thousands of large teams, but also to small adventure groups and lone hunters, a dozen or so in number.

In one corner of the campsite, a tent displayed the mercenary banner featuring a two-headed viper.

The campfire dispersed the pale green fog, and the scent of food was in the air.

The hunters excitedly discussed topics related to the swamp relics.

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“Old Continent really is a great place. And lucky for us, our leader’s got such a strong background that we got the chance to be among the first to clear new land. Otherwise, we might have missed this golden opportunity to make a fortune.”

“True enough. Back in the wilderness of the Southern Continent, we could only hunt Demon Beasts for some materials. Old Continent is different; just stumble upon an ancient relic and it’s like picking up money, with piles of ancient relics and High Tier Alternate Dimensions everywhere…”

“Yeah, relics are as common as dirt in the Old Continent. It’s like stumbling upon a gold mine everywhere you go. If we can survive this trip and make it back, we’ll be set for several generations.”

“Hey, what do you think those Thorny Snake Corps guys are looking for in the swamp? It’s full of poisonous creatures, the casualties are huge, and yet they keep at it. I think they’d be better off excavating some city ruins instead, without having to wade in water all day…”

“You don’t understand. Relics that the military is eyeing must contain something valuable. Judging by the ancient items unearthed these last few days, this relic’s status is quite high, seems to be related to some family heritage of the White Family, the God Stealers from the Taron period…”

“Wow, the White Family? No wonder there are so many bizarre creatures in the swamp…”

“…”

“Viper Mercenary Corps” is a large Mercenary Corps from the Red Dragon Kingdom, with a Duke from the kingdom acting as their financial backer.

Because of this, they were among the first hired by the royal family to clear new land in the Old Continent.

This single division alone counted over a thousand people.

Next to a tent, a man with a lean face and a hood obscuring his eyes was sitting by the campfire.

He was cutting meat with a small knife, eating and listening with interest.

Leonard Churchill had blended into the mercenary ranks for several days now.

Today, after much effort, he had finally found an opportunity to replace a man named “Lorne.”

He had originally planned to repeat his old tactic of replacing a soldier and going directly to the Thorny Snake Corps; that way, it would be more convenient to approach the Toad.

But he gave that up after a try.

The previous incident had caused a huge commotion, and the higher-ups of the Thorny Snake Corps were on guard.

There was also a likely guess that there was an “enemy” adept at disguise among them.

Therefore, it was nearly impossible for soldiers from the corps to venture out alone, leaving Leonard no chance to switch places.

Most importantly, Heman’s tent, the Legion Commander, was not far from the iron cage. Anyone attempting to get close to the Toad was subject to stringent scrutiny.

Leonard had no choice but to find a roundabout way, and after several days of trying, he finally located the Viper Mercenary Corps, situated close enough to the military camp.

Camp life included the usual nocturnal routines.

Now was the time for rest and recovery.

After dinner, most chose to rest in their tents.

Leonard did not display any abnormalities.

When midnight came, a shadow quietly slipped into the darkness, making its way towards the massive iron cage.

After several days of observation, he had more or less figured out the schedules of the Thorny Snake Corps’ higher-ups and the sentries’ shift changes, finally spotting a small gap.

After all, no human can be vigilant at all times.

Leonard only feared the corps’ few High Tier perception-focused card masters; the rest were of little concern.

Moreover, it was clear that Aragon was also creating opportunities for him.

The Toad in the cage occasionally caused a bit of misleading commotion to expose the hidden surveillance tactics.

Leonard, controlling his shadow, hid underneath his cloak in the darkness and smoothly bypassed the sentries, quietly arriving next to the prison cart.

Aragon seemed to have suffered greatly during this time.

Apparently, the people from the Red Dragon Kingdom must have expected someone to attempt his rescue because, in addition to the Slave Collar and chains that once confined him, there were now several Curse iron nails driven through the Toad’s limbs.

Fresh blood constantly flowed from the wounds, seemingly to keep him in a state of weakness.

However, throughout these days, the Toad’s broad face had maintained an air of nonchalance.

Leonard could see that the creature never intended to save itself; its plan had always been only to rescue Alice.

As for its own survival, it had no expectation of leaving alive.

Leonard’s shadow hid in the dark part of the cage, lit by fire, and he greeted, “Mr. Aragon, how are you doing?”

Upon hearing these words, Aragon seemed surprised at first, and then as if he had expected it, he muttered, “You really dared to come back…”

After all, having rescued Alice, Leonard had almost all the information he wanted.

Whether he saved himself or not made little difference.

But making contact again involved immense risk.