Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 650: Chapter 217: Meeting Master Merlin Again_2

With the aid of Demonic Solution’s incredibly high enlightenment and cognition, Leonard Churchill took another look at the feather, and it seemed different than before.

On the blade-like feather, delicate patterns were clearly visible, and under the light, one could see the gentle threads of the Law.

Surprised, Leonard exclaimed, “It’s actually not an element of fire?”

He had assumed that the flame was some kind of fire element, but it wasn’t.

It was something that he still couldn’t understand.

The angelic tier was so high that it was beyond cognition, so it was normal that he couldn’t comprehend this grey flame.

But as he looked at the strands of Law weaving through the feather, he felt a pang of familiarity.

Upon closer thought, hey, wasn’t this the same unknown dark energy found within the Dark Matter Crystals extracted from the corpses of monsters in the Old Continent Ruins of Summer Shepherd City?

“High-level Laws, huh?”

Leonard didn’t dwell on the existence he couldn’t understand.

Instead, he was more interested in how the feather could float in mid-air.

He had already tried it last time, holding the feather made one ‘weightless’.

Trying it now, it still worked.

“Is this ‘Repulsive Force’ or something?”

Leonard was also very curious.

Having understood the ‘Celestial Godfall’, Demon God’s Mysterious Technique, he had a certain mastery of “some kind of Gravitational Force”.

He clearly felt this force was completely different from the power on the feather, just like the opposing forces of Water and Fire elements.

Thinking this, Leonard fiddled with the feather, growing more and more curious, “Tch… interesting…”

He started to wonder, if he could comprehend this kind of “Repulsive Force”, wouldn’t he be able to fly?

Imagine the anticipation of having mastered both “Gravitational Force” and “Repulsive Force” in either hand.

Furthermore, intuition told Leonard that these high-level laws, which no Transcendent Scriptures had recorded, must be tied to even higher secrets of this world.

…

Leonard spent his time in the carriage meditating, reading, and studying the feather.

Time flew by quickly.

Not until he heard the long, whistling sound of the train’s horn did he realize they had arrived at Sinless City’s Gold-digging Dock.

Getting off the train, Leonard followed the laughing crowd out of the station and was taken aback by the bustling scene.

Interest is the best motivator for development; the Old Continent was now like an open gold mine, where anyone who went there could pan for gold.

This attracted people from all over the Federation.

Steel and rivets constructed new buildings one after another.

The size of the station had expanded nearly tenfold since he had last been there.

The number of trains parked in the station had also increased manyfold.

Workers at Gold-digging Dock were busy controlling various heavy Mechanical Arms, unloading bulk goods excavated from the Old Continent Ruins from the trains.

Leonard walked out with the crowd, pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation among the returning Hunters and mercenaries.

Only then did he realize that not only Lion City of the Lionheart Family and Demon New Cross City of the Miller Family were excavating, but almost the entire Old Continent was dotted with dig sites.

Pioneer camps were everywhere.

Relics, treasures, Mysterious Realms, and ancient legends…

It was as if the Taren Dynasty’s splendor from three thousand years ago, which had been lost to the ages, was being unearthed bit by bit.

These Adventurers who returned alive brought back many treasures and pieces of information, attracting even more people to venture deeper into the Old Continent.

Listening all the way, Leonard unwittingly arrived at the Abyssal Rift.

After the demise of the Flood Gang, the Brotherhood had also fallen under the service of the Lionheart Family, and Sinless City was completely under the control of Federation nobility.

The defense forces here were notably many times larger than before.

Not only had the docks been turned into a Steel Fortress, but well-equipped noble legions were also visible everywhere, resembling a military stronghold.

The reason for such stringent security, Leonard had read in the newspapers, was mostly due to unidentified forces’ spies attempting to blow up the docks to destroy the passage to the Old Continent, wanting to maintain the status quo of resource distribution.

After all, in just a few short months, the Old Continent had uncovered too many Mechanical Drawings, High Tier and even Super Tier treasures…

Noble families like the Miller and Lionheart, who had reaped enormous benefits by being one step ahead, were showing signs of challenging the status of other elites and had a clear leading edge.

It was foreseeable that if the development of the Old Continent continued, the entire upper class society of the Federation would undergo a major power reshuffle.

Naturally, many conservatives were not willing to see this happen.

Leonard took the cable car across the unfathomable rift again, and soon he was back in Sinless City.

With an influx of outsiders, the once place of exile was now bright with lights.

Downing Street had also become much livelier than before.

Various pubs, gambling dens, and brothels sprang up like mushrooms after the rain, and the streets were crowded with people.

The passersby were no longer solely Adventurers, the street now also spotted some well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, clearly wealthy individuals from other places.

The once rundown buildings had been largely renovated, and attractive little foreign-style houses stood shoulder to shoulder.

With the Flood Gang gone and the Brotherhood’s unrivaled rise, Gang members were visible everywhere on the streets.

But now, there were also Security Officers on steam motorcycles patrolling the streets.

Chaos and order coexisted.

All signs pointed to Sinless City developing into a prosperous New City.

After briefly strolling Downing Street, Leonard purchased a heap of the latest information from the Information merchant and, without delay, rode his motorcycle straight to the Hunter’s Association headquarters on Grove Street in the South City District.