Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 679: Chapter 225 The New King of Orlan

Leonard Churchill looked at the domineering Old Man in front of him, his thoughts surging like a tide.

It was as if he were seeing a humanoid Great Dragon, the pressure from the high-level being solidifying the air into a gel, making it difficult to breathe.

In some sense, this could no longer be considered within the realm of humanity.

It was a “Demigod.”

Those legendary beings who could slaughter gods and demons, possessing the power of both.

The

pressure was real and palpable.

“So this realm really does exist!”

While Leonard Churchill was shocked, a deep reverence also welled up inside him.

He wasn’t astounded by the might of the high-level creature, which he had encountered many times,

but rather, he was shocked to feel such pressure emanating from a human being!

When he had talked to Master Merlin before, Leonard had also heard about this civilization-level bottleneck that had troubled card masters for thousands of years.

Sixth Tier was the current limit for card masters.

This bottleneck had locked down the entire Card Master Civilization.

Even the few legendary powerhouses who managed to ‘Comprehend Domain’ could not break through this limit.

Countless predecessors had groped their way along this path, yet to this day, no one had found a method to break through.

But now, things were different.

Leonard Churchill looked at the Old Man in front of him, and his heart instantly filled with anticipation.

This wasn’t just about terrifying combat power; it was of huge significance for the entire Card Master Civilization!

It was like a lighthouse on the vast, dark ocean that had been silent for a thousand years, suddenly lighting up.

A pioneer sailing in the darkness had finally lit the lamp that illuminated civilization.

It guided the later ships to avoid the reefs, the undercurrents, and find the correct direction to sail.

…

Since he planned to teach seriously,

when the student wanted to see, Barre Shepherd demonstrated.

They were close to each other, and the sly Old Man obviously played his hand again, likely to leave a strong impression on Leonard, as the breath of the top-tier being instantly filled the space to the brim.

By the time Leonard regained his senses, he was already unaware he was drenched in cold sweat.

Merely standing in the presence of such a being, he had already walked on the line between life and death.

But the Old Man, looking at Leonard’s expression, seemed not to have seen the effect he wanted and appeared to say, “Why aren’t you especially astonished?”

Leonard Churchill twitched the corner of his eye and gave the Old Man a white look.

If he hadn’t experienced the Dragon’s Might, the Divine Power, perhaps today’s scene would indeed be unforgettable.

Unfortunately, he had already seen it.

Barre Shepherd pondered for a moment and then seemed to understand something, withdrawing the High-Level Creature’s Might and asked, “Have you seen it before, kid?”

“Mmm.”

Leonard suddenly felt the pressure, like carrying a Big Mountain, vanish and truthfully said, “I’ve seen Dragon Descendant Creatures in an Alternate Dimension. And…”

Continuing, he pointed to the mural on the Rock Wall and spoke softly, “There are also some remnants of that Weeping Angel.”

So he had really seen it.

Barre Shepherd then realized, catching something in Leonard’s tone and asked oddly, “You’ve seen angels too?”

He had been familiar with this mural for many years now, and someone had actually seen it?

Leonard, understanding why he was asked, simply stated, “Yeah. Those guys from the Silver Moon Sect were trying to unseal that Ancient God, and then kicked up quite a fuss… In short, the situation in the entire Federation and the Old Continent has changed dramatically.”

Upon hearing this explanation, Barre Shepherd finally understood what had happened, muttering to himself, “The outside world has changed so much while I’ve been in seclusion these few years.”

But he didn’t have too much interest.

Any changes in the outside world had no allure for this solitary Old Man in pursuit of the highest realm of Martial Arts.

Leonard saw the look on the Old Man’s face and knew he hadn’t had his fill of showing off, but still played along and inquired, “Predecessor, is this the ‘Fist Intention’ you’ve comprehended?”

For Mythical Creatures to have High-Level Creature’s Might was normal.

For a human being to reach this realm was of epoch-making significance.

This was not a pretense he put on.

But the Old Man himself was already very, very extraordinary.

Leonard actually wanted to ask more about the Old Man’s display of ‘Might’ and how it differed so greatly from others, but

the Old Man, clearly less enthusiastic than before, still explained, “You could say that. But it’s not entirely that. It’s something from a higher level.”

He seemed to want Leonard to understand more clearly and after pausing, continued, “Since you’ve seen Dragon Descendants, then you should have experienced their Dragon’s Might, which is actually a manifestation of a high-level being’s consciousness. To be precise, it could be called ‘Human Might.’ But I prefer another name—Divine Power. When humans can wield the power of gods, they also possess the might of gods.”

Leonard listened with furrowed brows, still not understanding.

But he also wanted to confirm the legend, so he asked, “Predecessor, is this what legends call a ‘Demigod’?”

“This…”

The Old Man also seemed somewhat helpless; this was something he had only recently comprehended.

After all, this was a realm unheard of in the Card Master World for over two thousand years, and he couldn’t explain it clearly.

If Leonard hadn’t disturbed his seclusion, perhaps he would have continued to meditate for a while longer to deepen his comprehension.

Thinking of something, his eyes flickered with profound depth, and he said, “When you really reach this Realm, you will find… it is a completely different height. In some sense, I indeed have become a ‘Demigod’.”

Leonard knew it was a level he couldn’t understand for now and instead asked another question he was curious about, “Does this ‘Divine Power’ have any specific functions?”

“Functions?”

Of course, Barre Shepherd knew, he had truly felt why the predecessors who had broken through the seventh tier had all mutated without exception.