CATASTROPHE CARD KING

Chapter 911: Chapter 283 Airel Ancient Dragon Empire_3

“Councilor White, long since we’ve seen each other. The strength of our Orlan Royal Court has been witnessed by all. With Barre Shepherd gone to the Old Continent, no one can stop us now. Moreover, His Majesty will soon step into the Demigod Realm and no one will be able to hinder… The Lionheart Family is already on the decline, now it all depends on your choice…”

“You know the capabilities and strategies your White Family’s Immortal Aegis Animals have deployed over the years—even if others are unaware, I’m well aware. But Orlan will not cooperate with anyone. You either submit to the Royal Court or you are an enemy.”

“The White Family was once the left and right arm of our Ancestor Augustus. If Councilor White chooses to turn back, I promise to overlook past offenses, and I may even bestow the position of High Priest to your White Family…”

“If you’ve made up your mind, decide quickly. I have other meetings to attend to!”

“…”

The White Family members were acutely aware that at this moment, their best course of action was to forge an alliance with the Orlan Royal Court, the only ones who now held the King’s Key.

The Old Continent wasn’t just a crisis—it was also a hope.

Only the New King of Orlan had the means to come and go from the Old Continent.

If they couldn’t defeat them, they had to cooperate.

A secret meeting was quickly convened, and an alliance was firmly established.

The Orlan Royal Court traded the position of “High Priest,” virtually equal to the King, for the support of the White Family.

From then on, the Federal Parliament existed in name only.

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After a while, Leonard Churchill left the Flood Gang and stepped onto the streets.

Right next to Downing Street was the Abyssal Rift; the atmosphere shifted from the noisy entertainment district, gradually becoming more grim and solemn.

Because all over the street, military vehicles were transporting professional soldiers and various weapons and equipment to the ferry.

Everyone could sense the oppressive feel of a looming storm.

“Good lord, what’s going on? It’s such a commotion.”

“Haven’t you seen the notice? Grand Marshal Camer has been elected ‘Federal Speaker,’ and now he’s heading to the Old Continent to take command…”

“Ah… What exactly happened? Wasn’t it just the discovery of some high-tier Relics when the Flying Dragon attacked the city? Why such a massive fuss?”

“Who knows? Right now, everyone from the Old Continent isn’t being allowed back, and the news isn’t reliable either.”

“What’s the big deal? I’ve heard that the Lionheart Family, in control of a million-strong army in the Rich Ore Layer, has already set out and is making its way toward Sinless City. It’s going to be quite a scene here soon.”

“…”

As Leonard Churchill walked the streets, he overheard all sorts of discussions from the bystanders.

Under normal circumstances, he might have been interested in their chatter.

But now, he was not surprised by anything he heard.

It felt as though the bystanders were destined to say certain things based on their understanding of the events unfolding.

Leonard knew that this was due to playing cards with Noah Wright for over a week, a halo effect designed to help him conveniently comprehend Demon God Secret Skills.

But the feeling was truly peculiar.

Continuing his walk, Leonard finally arrived at the ferry port.

Giant steam boilers chugged, billowing white vapor, while the cable car carriages heading to the Old Continent were packed with people and supplies, but those returning were eerily empty.

The Federal Parliament had sealed off the port, yet they did not restrict passage to those heading there.

Hunters, always gambling with their lives for fortune, recognized the Old Continent Ruins as a treasure trove. Aware that something had gone awry there, many were still willing to take their chances.

Leonard mingled with the crowd and boarded the cable car.

Before long, crossing the Void, Sinless City vanished, leaving no shadow or light behind.

Before his eyes lay nothingness.

As he gazed upon the gravity-reversed World Rift, it felt akin to peering into the endless starry sky of his past life, profound and mysterious.

Only by rising higher did he realize that the mysteries of this world had never been unveiled.

Instead, they grew ever more immeasurable and obscure.

Leonard tried to deduce the cause and effect of this rift, only to discover that his thoughts, once delving in, seemed to enter an endless night sky.

He could neither see the past nor discern the future.

As he pondered, the cable car arrived at the Gold-digging Dock.

The site buzzed with frenzied construction.

The station, previously nearly open access, was quickly being fortified with steel ramparts.

The defense installations were just beginning, but massive Cannons, like spikes on a hedgehog, rose as if to guard against some large airborne threat.

At one glance at the war preparations, Leonard knew they were to guard against the tier-seven enemy who could transform into a Flying Dragon.

As soon as he disembarked, the stench of blood assailed his nostrils.

At the other entrance to the cable car, hundreds of blood-drenched corpses hung.

Most likely they were troublemakers attempting to return to Sinless City.

The sentinel professional soldiers and Noble Knights wore stern expressions, occasionally scrutinizing anyone who dared approach the cable car.

Now, sealing the dock was about not just controlling information, but also preventing the enemy from infiltrating the East Wilderness, lest all their efforts be wasted.

Observing this spectacle, the hunters who had arrived in the same cable car as Leonard were dumbfounded.

Rumors alone could not compare to witnessing the reality.

With the current state of affairs, everyone realized there was likely no return.

“We’re done for, done for… We’re probably going to die in the Old Continent.”

“Exactly. They may not let us return on the cable car, but that doesn’t mean the nobles can’t. If things really go south, it’s us who will die.”

“What’s there to fear! Haven’t you seen that they only care about keeping us from going back, not where we go? The Old Continent is vast, and your legs are your own. Should any grave danger arise, just find a place to hide, and we’ll be good, right?”

“That’s right! We hunters are used to scraping a living out of ruins and wilds. If worst comes to worst, even if we hide out in the wilderness for three to five years, we can just wait and see how things turn out…”

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