Catastrophe Card King

“Whoo, whoo, whoo…”

The train gradually comes to a halt following a long whistle.

Finally, they have arrived at Sinless City.

The latter part of the train journey was uneventful, which Leonard Churchill took as a given.

The aftermath of the brutal fight probably led everyone to believe that he was in cahoots with the wanted man, ‘Lone Wolf’ Baron.

Now that the leader has fled, there’s no point chasing his henchman.

Moreover, he can’t be found.

After the brawl, the air in the carriage was saturated with different scents making it impossible for the Scent-based Curse Card Master to pinpoint his location.

Most importantly, the train has arrived at its destination.

Once they disembark, there will be boundless open space to lose oneself in.

People in the carriage are already collecting their belongings, their faces eager to get off.

“Old Lake, where are we going to after getting off?”

“Of course, the Moonlight Tavern to relax for a few weeks!”

“Hahaha, that’s exactly what I was thinking. I heard the Silver District Tavern has some fresh faces, supposed to be really good. Rumor has it they are nobles exiled from King’s City…”

“Bah, those damn pimps at that whorehouse always spout bullshit! Come on, let’s go there and see for ourselves.”

Upon arrival at the Sinless City, the favorite pastime among hunters is indulging in various red-light entertainment spots.

Risking their lives for an adventure, there is nothing better than a little carnal pleasure to relieve the pressure.

During these ten hours, Leonard Churchill came across names of dozens of different taverns and entertainment spots. He got the impression that the entertainment industry must be thriving in Sinless City.

It was when everyone began to disembark that he leisurely moved away from the iron box that stored the dead body.

Looking at the changes in his Attribute Panel, Leonard Churchill could hardly hide his astonishment: “My strength increased by 0.09 over three hours, nice.”

His strength had noticeably grown from “0.76” before boarding the tram to “0.85” now.

His Physique, Agility, Tenacity, and Elemental Affinity scores have also improved markedly.

Despite still feeling weak.

But bear in mind, these results were achieved without any strength training or potions.

And it all happened in just a few hours!

If there were more bodies, wouldn’t he get stronger just by lying down?

“If only there were more bodies…”

Leonard Churchill had gotten a taste of the power and muttered to himself.

After the [Demon Feast] skill upgrade, it might become more potent.

But there’s no rush for now.

He immediately merged into the crowd.

He wasn’t sure whether anyone would notice anything unusual about the corpse he had devoured the Extraordinary Traits from, so it was better to leave the train quickly.

Once he left the metallic carriage, he felt an immediate improvement in the air quality.

Although there was a strong smell of coal dust in the air, it was a hundred times better than the stench mixed inside the carriage.

As soon as the train came to a halt, workers dressed in blue coarse cloth uniforms started unloading the cargo from the train with various steam mechanical arms. All steam machinery had the phrase “Gold-digging Dock XX sprayed on them.

A dock?

Not a station?

Leonard Churchill was slightly puzzled.

Wearing a half-face gas mask and lowering his deer-skin hat, he blended in with the crowd.

Glancing around, he didn’t spot any suspicious figures.

However, the rascals in tattered clothes weaving through the crowd caught his attention. Despite being young, they were all skilled thieves. They knew the returning hunters had a fortune on them and quietly reached out their dirty hands.

Leonard Churchill had only a tactical backpack and didn’t appear jubilant as if he had struck it rich, so no thief bothered him.

Everyone was moving in one direction, so he followed suit.

The buildings near the station were similar to those seen at the Demon Cross Camp. Tall chimneys belching white smoke were visible everywhere.

The surroundings were still lit by gas lamps. Looking up, Leonard Churchill could vaguely discern signs of rocks and wondered, “Are we still underground?

He could understand why the Ruins were underground, but he was puzzled as to how they were still underground even after the train had been running for ten hours.

Embracing his doubts, he followed the crowd.

Before long, the view suddenly opened up in front of him.

At that moment, Leonard Churchill was awestruck by the sight before him.

Only then did he realize that this place really was a dock.

And the real Sinless City was located on the opposite cliff!

“What… What is this place?”

Leonard Churchill was at a loss for words at the sight of the massive cliff edge that resembled the edge of the world.

He even felt that finding out about his transmigration wasn’t as surprising as this.

In this deep underground space, there was a massive rift resembling a Bottomless Pit so deep you could not see the bottom and so high you could not see the top.

Only then did Leonard Churchill realize what the hunters meant by “Abyssal Rift”.

He had assumed it to be a rift on the surface of the earth, not something this dramatic.

It felt as if he had reached the end of the world with an endless abyss at the end of the path.

Moreover!

This world did not have a sky?

Looking up, Leonard Churchill saw an endless mist and darkness above the abyss.

No wonder the hunters he met rarely mentioned the sun, moon or stars.

To facilitate pedestrian traffic, dozens of colossal steam boilers on the Gold-digging Dock chugged smoke. Huge cable cars powered by steam moved slowly between the rifts, dragging carriages along with them..