Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 103 - 103: 67: Explosion

Translator: 549690339

“Bang!”

A violent explosion rocked the entire Corpse Collector’s dormitory.

The peculiar green flame of the Demon-Breaking Mechanical Bomb transformed into a fiery tornado, spewing out from room 504. The terrifying annihilation energy instantly turned the nearby rooms and the corridor railings into ashes.

The commotion was so intense that even Leonard Churchill, who was in the underground morgue, abruptly opened his eyes, “Someone’s here!

About a third of the Spirit Medium was left in his hand.

In the darkness, he muttered to himself, “What a pity, if they had just come a little later, it would have been fully absorbed…”

But pondering about this now was meaningless.

Upon hearing the explosion, Leonard didn’t panic, nor did he choose to evacuate immediately.

The situation outside was uncertain, and there were too many unknown variables should he rashly venture out.

Moreover, this morgue was an excellent place he had previously observed for emergency escape routes.

Leonard showed no signs of nervousness. With the explosion echoing in his ears, he quietly hooked a ring linked to the Mysterious Thunder onto the iron cabinet.

Then he gulped down a bottle of the Night Vision Potion and a bottle of the

Enhanced Hearing Potion in succession.

Both potions were expensive, but thankfully they were spoils of war, so using them didn’t exactly hurt.

He injected himself with a dose of Awakening Potion in his thigh to prevent himself from being knocked out by the explosion.

Then he took out a card bearing a white armor pattern and activated it with his ice curse power: “Unseal!”

In the next moment, he was completely shrouded in a set of Frost Knight

Armor that provided excellent protection.

Such is the magic of the Equipment Card.

The armor was sealed into the card using a type of dimensional reduction. Yet,

it was not two-dimensional.

As long as one is familiar with the structure of the Equipment Card, activation is like performing a magic trick-almost instantaneous equipment transformation.

This armor was too heavy. With Leonard’s current capabilities, he couldn’t fight wearing it, but it was perfect for protecting his life at the moment.

After doing all this, he calmly waited inside the morgue locker.

Ordinarily,

The explosion upstairs was so loud that anyone who arrived would guess that the person who got the Spirit Medium was startled and had fled.

Besides, while a Corpse Collector might seem unremarkable, it was, after all, an affiliated company of the “Golden Oak Security Company”. The Ancient God Follower’s identity was not to be exposed, so they might not dare to stay

around for long.

Leonard was hiding in the morgue, and there was a chance he could straightaway avoid this crisis.

But he never harbored the slightest hope that they wouldn’t come.

The Secret Cause Spirit Medium is a key item in connecting with the divine in a ceremony. If they didn’t find it last time, they would definitely be more meticulous this time.

Moreover, there was already an explosion, confirming the Spirit Medium was

here.

And the places with the scent of the Spirit Medium were only two-upstairs

and the morgue.

If the Old Days Disciple had even a shred of hope, they would come to check out the morgue.

And, as expected,

Without waiting for long, there came soft footsteps from the corridor.

Leonard suppressed his heartbeat.

There would absolutely be no outsiders entering the morgue in the middle of the night. Even if someone came in for work, the sound of a body cart would be heard first.

So the person could only be the one who had just detonated the bomb. The morgue was very quiet, and the Hearing Potion allowed Leonard to discern the subtle vibrations in the air.

He pinpointed the sound, like that of leather shoes stepping on the floor, and guessed, “Just one person?”

With that thought,

What Leonard considered was now more than just escaping with his life.

He didn’t want to lose this last third of the Spirit Medium.

If possible, he even wanted to kill this enemy.

Leonard Churchill heard footsteps approaching, and the other party seemed to have noticed something and stopped cautiously.

At almost the same time, without any hesitation, Leonard pulled the trigger of the explosive.

Actually, not long after the Plague Doctor Hensen arrived at the corpse Collector quarters of Team 18,

The three men who were previously observing the Border Clinic from the Redwood District tower quietly arrived.

As soon as they arrived, they witnessed the explosion of the Corpse Collector’s dormitory.

Reuel Bible, his eyes reflecting the eerie flame of the exploding corpse cleaner’s dormitory, understood everything.

He marvelled, saying to himself, “I should have thought of this earlier. If those Field Agents discovered something in the Redwood District hideout, they wouldn’t stay silent. So the only ones who came into contact with the corpse were the corpse collectors.”

However, no one would have expected that a “corpse cleaner” would carry out such a large plan without witnessing it in person.

He laughed and lamented, “A real pro… managed to slip under the radar.” Mushroomhead, staring at the flames, identified the signal of the bomb and muttered, “Judging by the power and color of the flames, this should be a ‘TK2 Type Military Mechanical Demolition Bomb’ produced by Hagis Armament Factory. Not many Commerce Guilds have access to this stuff. If we want to investigate, we could check out the Black Market in Sinless City.”

Assistant Ada also didn’t understand, “Captain, are you saying that there’s a master hand in this corpse collection team?”

“Yes.”

Reuel Bible nodded, “This is the ‘third party’ I was talking about in this case. The thing that the Silver Moon Disciple was looking for was taken by one of the Corpse Collectors here. And that fellow guessed that someone would come to him, so he set up this touch trap. As a result, as soon as that Old Day Remnant went there, it exploded…”

Mushroomhead and Ada, the two assistants, were also puzzled. “How could there be such skilled people among the corpse collectors?”

Reuel Bible explained, “It now seems likely that being a Corpse Collector was just a disguise. His aim was for the thing in the Silver Moon Sect’s base. After all, only the Corpse Collectors and the Field Agents of Golden Oak could access the scene. By pretending to be a Corpse Collector, he could stealthily get that ‘thing’. My my… it’s been a long time since I’ve encountered such an interesting case.”

Mushroomhead clearly didn’t understand, and he looked curious, “Uh… but Captain, if there really is such a ‘corpse collector,’ how did he know that the secret base of the Silver Moon Sect was in Redwood Street, and just so happened to become a corpse collector in this team? We didn’t know about it beforehand, could it be that Golden Oak also has an informant?

“No, no, no.”

Reuel Bible did not hide his admiration, “His information didn’t come from Golden Oak. We’ve already concluded that if you go back, you’ll find that the exposure of the three secret bases of the Silver Moon Sect was all directed by this guy.”

The two assistants heard this and they couldn’t believe it: “Ah?”

Reuel Bible explained, “We didn’t get any news from our informants, but Golden Oak suddenly launched a roundup. That is to say, it’s also highly possible that the higher-ups of the security company got the clue temporarily.” Upon hearing this, Ada also understood and said, “Captain, are you saying that someone provided accurate clues, waiting for Golden Oak to wipe out the base, and then he planned to find that item?”

“Yes. Only this possibility could explain everything.

Reuel Bible nodded, adding, “And I just got the latest news that two Silver Moon bases were also discovered in West City and South City. The timing of discovering these two bases is very precise, a little later than the Redwood District in the North City. Looking at the explosion now, that must be the method used by the Corpse Collector to buy time and relieve pressure. Man, how clever… With at best second-tier strength, he dared to mess with the Silver Moon Sect. How conceited is this man. I’m getting more and more curious about that guy inside.”

Mushroomhead tilted his head as if he had noticed something, “Captain, how do you know he can’t be more than second-tier?”

Reuel Bible replied, “Since he had to use so many tricks to achieve his goal, it naturally shows that his own strength is not strong, and he can only be crafty. And he needed to make use of the strength of the Golden Oak Security Company, so it probably doesn’t have a special background.”

Mushroomhead listened and seemed to understand.

Ada’s eyes flickered and she said, “But now that it’s triggered the explosion, the person must have escaped.”

Reuel Bible’s eyes darted to the side and he shook his head, “Not necessarily. Ordinary people would indeed escape in this kind of situation. But the way that man does things… I don’t think he would necessarily run.”

Mushroomhead also analyzed, “Not running? If it’s just this kind of bomb, it might be able to kill a first-tier Curse Card Master. But that Silver Moon Disciple is a second-tier Mysterious Type Funeral Doctor and is proficient in the Demon-God’s Forbidden Techniques, he definitely can’t die.” Ada also agreed with that analysis, “Right, what can he do if he doesn’t run?”

“I don’t really get it either.”

Reuel Bible’s eyes narrowed slightly. He shrugged, speaking in a joking tone, “Maybe he wants to take out whoever chases him? Who knows…

He then said, “Although I don’t know why he took that ‘thing’, when you are able to peek at his entire plan, you’ll discover, this man has an almost pathological conceit. He gambles with his own life, believing with certainty that he will not make a mistake. Throughout the whole operation, he gambled with the smallest stake for the greatest gain, purely gambling. Any single mistake in any part of his plan would cause him to fail and even lose his life. Of course, looking at the outcome, his plan is worthy of this conceit. So since the man could guess that someone was coming, naturally, he was confident that he could get away unscathed… We’ll know when we go on.”

Just as his words fell,

The second explosion rang out.

This time, it was underground!

Like an earthquake, the entire block slightly trembled.

Looking at the second explosion coming from the mortuary, Reuel Bible’s eye corner twitched, his tone strange, “Hey, it couldn’t really be how I thought it would be, could it…”

I’m not very satisfied with the plot later on, I’ve deleted all drafts and am rewriting it, the progression of the story today isn’t much, I’ll adjust the details, sorry everyone..