Catastrophe Card King

The dead were two Third-Tier card masters, and the seriously injured escapee was a Fourth-Tier one.

Seeing this scene, Carlo’s expression also darkened, and although he didn’t speak, his heart was greatly shaken, “Has she already formed her own ‘Domain’? How is that possible…”

This was already touching the threshold of a “Domain.”

How could it be possible!

Even he, at Sixth-Tier, had only just reached this level.

How could someone who had just entered the Fourth-Tier be so strong?

It wasn’t just Carlo; almost all the card masters who understood what had just happened realized that this assassin was not simple at all.

Not everyone recognized Camilla, and very few knew her real identity.

But the onlookers are already whispering among themselves.

The nobility might not be strong in combat power, but their insight is definitely at the pyramid’s apex.

There were not a few who had actually heard of the “Thirteen Masked Knights.”

“Another Epic Source Card fuser, huh? Are the rumors true, that everyone in that organization is an origin card fuser…”

“Yeah, it’s ridiculously powerful. To want to kill her, even a Fifth-Tier card master would probably find it difficult…”

“Strange, I’ve never seen this Ice Ability before… Which Professional Sequence does it belong to?”

“…”

The crowd secretly whispered to each other and also quietly moved even further away.

…..

Camilla didn’t waste any time; after killing a few Secret Guards, she suddenly charged forward.

Her target headed straight towards Catherine in the back.

The Lionheart Family Guard Corps wasn’t without its masters; seeing the assassin charging straight for the two people on the presidential stage, several beings who had burst forth with powerful Curse Power also rushed over.

However, just when everyone thought the assassin was sure to be intercepted, a sonorous Spell incantation suddenly rang out in the banquet hall, “Spell·In this place, my word shall be the prison!”

The voice wasn’t loud, but everyone felt as if they had heard a whisper from a God, a mesmerizing art of words that shook the soul.

Moreover, this art of words seemed to contain some kind of power of rules; as the words were spoken, certain rules took effect within the massive twisted space.

The moment everyone heard the voice, those top-tier guards charging over suddenly came to a halt in mid-air.

It was as if they were trapped in an invisible cage!

“Not good! Protect the lord!”

“…”

The Sixth-Tier Security Squad Leader’s face changed drastically.

Only a master of his caliber could understand just how formidable this move was.

The person who acted had to be a top-tier powerhouse.

The onlookers in the banquet hall didn’t understand why the guards were suddenly restricted in mid-air.

But those with keen perception immediately followed the voice and saw a figure in the crowd.

A mysterious person wearing a cloak, eyes covered with a black cloth.

And behind him, a Demon God’s Phantom with three heads: a demon, an angel, and a blindfolded human face, along with a massive serpent’s tail.

Cloak, mask, Demon Phantom… the standard attire of a member of the Thirteen Knights.

Leonard Churchill watched, and his expression became subtly different, “So he’s come too…”

Although he had never met him,

he had seen him many times on the arrest warrant.

‘Lamplighter’ Vince Lane, a member of the Thirteen Knights.

An S-tier fugitive with a bounty of over a hundred million still hanging on the wanted list to this day.

Originally, it was this person who assassinated Young Master Kane and caused the heavy troops of the Lionheart Family to be stationed on the Old Continent immediately.

Speaking of which, his mission to kill Kane also diverted a great deal of firepower away from himself.

Leonard Churchill watched, his lips slightly curling up.

And now, the situation was becoming clearer.

The assassination of Kane at first looked like a hired killing, but now it seems…

Kane’s death… the identity of the mastermind behind it is quite subtle.

Initially, Leonard Churchill did not understand this world well enough, and was unaware of the bloody intrigues within the Noble Class.

Now, he could almost be certain that the person who hired the assassin was most likely someone from within the Lionheart Family itself.

For instance, the one who benefited most was the second house owner of the Lionheart Family, the furiously angry Carlo nearby.

With this thought in mind, Leonard Churchill glanced at Catherine Carter beside him with his peripheral vision.

After all, they were friends, and Catherine Carter immediately guessed what he was trying to convey.

Although she didn’t speak, she too arched an eyebrow, already stating something: I don’t know either, but it’s probably just what you think.

…

‘Lamplighter’ Vince Lane emerged from nowhere, but with a single move, he had confined several high-tier guards.

Camilla was now only inches away from Queen Catherine.

The legendary master in the black robe was ready to make a move, but at this moment, Carlo took action first!

His body surged with Curse Power, and he let out a bellow, “Looking for death!”

After all, being a four-star general of the Federation, his strength was also among the top of the current era.

He punched out, sending Camilla, who had conjured an ice shield around herself, flying dozens of meters.

With a “boom,” she crashed through the wall, revealing the similarly twisted world outside.

Carlo, seizing the momentum, pushed off the ground with force, and his whole person had already given chase.

To the bystanders, it seemed as if the second house owner of the Lionheart Family was maintaining the family’s dignity and also wanted to ensure the safety of the distinguished guests.

However, now that Leonard Churchill knew it was a setup, he once more felt that these big shots’ acting was absolutely perfect.

Evidently, he wanted to take the opportunity to extricate himself, to leave the ‘Queen Catherine,’ who was targeted by the Thirteen Knights.

Right now, however, he was performing as if he truly intended to kill Camilla.

When Carlo made his move, the majestic pressure like that of a mighty lion instantly intimidated the entire venue.

Even as Leonard Churchill watched, his eyebrows tightened, and he thought to himself, “So powerful…”