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Catastrophe Card King

"Doctor, it seems there's something wrong with my emotions." "There's a clown in the West City circus who can make everyone laugh. I think he can certainly help you." "But Doctor... I am that clown." "..." ...... Waking up in a strange room, Leonard Churchill finds himself lying next to a stunning woman. Assuming good fortune has come knocking, but the eerie part is, she's a corpse without any heartbeat or breath. Just when he thinks he's been roped into a bizarre murder scene, After a closer inspection, He realizes, Shockingly, she isn't human! This is a fantastical world after the Great Catastrophe, under the fog-covered land lies countless Underground Cities left by the ancients. A Treasure Hunter wearing a clown mask travels alone in the dark. He is Joker Leonard Churchill, the Catastrophe King! PS. If you're out of books to read, you can check out the already fixed 3 million+ sales old book "Mechanical Alchemist".

Blindness · Jogos
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1388 Chs

Chapter 370: Special Rules in the Train Carriage_3

Leonard Churchill hadn't dodged just now, not only because time was too pressing, but also because it was a better choice to test the enemy's strength at close range.

At almost point-blank range, a punch of [Earth Roar] was enough to injure any opponent below the Legend tier to some extent.

However, to Leonard's surprise, the dark shadow in front of him cracked open like a mirror had been shattered.

In the blink of an eye, the fella reformed just like a shadow broken on the water, returning to its original state.

"Huh?"

Watching closely, Leonard's eyes narrowed as he immediately thought of something.

Could it be the exclusive Demon God Secret Skill of the [Club 2-assassin] Sequence—"Phantom Flash"?

A ceiling ability of the Dark Type, more inscrutable than Elemental Transformation, was this form of movement.

Turning his head, not far away stood a figure wearing a top hat and tailcoat, with claws as sharp as scissors for hands, whose ghostly eyes suspiciously watched Leonard.

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