CATASTROPHE CARD KING

Chapter 950: Chapter 294: Disaster Object – Hero Cloak

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“…”

Just as the Rebel Army burst into the mine tunnel, the bomb Leonard Churchill had left at the entrance detonated instantly, collapsing a large section of rock.

However, such terrain obstacles could only delay the pursuers for a moment.

To a High-Order card master capable of splitting mountains and breaking stones, the rubble was no different from rotten wood.

Sure enough.

Just a few breaths after the Rebel Army had rushed into the tunnel, the area behind them that had collapsed was immediately blasted open with a punch.

The military’s High-Order card masters were hot on their trail.

Previously, it had been an open plain where the prey could never escape the encirclement, and the military could afford to leisurely wait for Batis and a few High Tier rebels to exhaust themselves before moving in for the kill.

But now, seeing the Rebel Army dart into the abandoned mine pit, unknown to them, they immediately realized that if they didn’t act now, big trouble would ensue.

If they let the rebel leader Batis escape, even if they slaughtered many rebels, the merits of this roundup operation would be greatly diminished.

This was not the outcome they wished to see.

So much so, that even if the three Fifth Tier centurions at the lead knew the dangers, they still pursued relentlessly.

…

In the pitch-black mine passage, the walls glimmered with the metallic luster of ink-green.

A faintly damp air permeates the atmosphere.

The scale of this Griff Green Copper Ore Area was not small.

There were flat iron tracks laid in the mine, which allowed the steam locomotives to pass smoothly.

Leonard Churchill rode on a steam motorcycle, speeding along the decayed minecart tracks.

Behind him followed the surviving dozen or so members of the Rebel Army.

The cramped mine tunnel let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

But a look of worry immediately appeared on everyone’s faces.

Although the tunnel could prevent the military’s main forces from carrying out a roundup, it also meant that they were now trapped.

If there was no other way out, the mine would surely become their grave.

In the midst of the speeding, Batis glanced at Leonard Churchill, who was leading the way.

Finding this mine to catch their breath was already an unexpected boon.

But now was not the time for pleasantries; he asked anxiously, “Sunny, where do we go now?”

His own death was of little consequence.

But if the others could live.

To save one was to save one.

Leonard Churchill was not one to dilly-dally, he shouted loudly, “There’s an underground river beneath this mine. But I don’t know in which area!”

He had seen a record when he had browsed through the annals of Waren City before: “Taron Calendar, March 16, 2999, water seepage accident in Griff Green Copper Ore Area, over two hundred miners dead…”

That accident happened when digging through to an underground river during mining, causing a major disaster.

But the records did not specify the exact location of the accident.

The mine area was enormous.

The mine shafts extended from the surface deep into the earth, easily reaching over a thousand meters, and the mining area was conservatively estimated to be several hundred square kilometers.

Such a vast mining area was difficult to search through in a short time.

Thus, even coming here, Leonard Churchill did not feel certain about survival.

He just felt there was a glimmer of hope.

…

“An underground river?”

“If we find it, we might be saved!”

At these words, a glimmer of hope instantly appeared in everyone’s desperate expressions.

They all understood what Leonard Churchill was referring to.

If there really was an underground river, then they might indeed have a chance to escape through the subterranean waterways.

Although they didn’t know where it would take them, neither did the military.

This had a higher chance of survival than making a frontal breakout.

And without the main forces to round them up, the more complex the terrain, the more they could maximize their individual combat power.

They also gained a bit of initiative.

However, the reality was that the pursuers behind them would not make it so easy to find the underground river.

In just a blink of an eye, the collapsed mine passage behind them was once again blasted open by a terrifying Elemental air wave.

Three Fifth Tier centurions in standard military uniforms, along with a group of senior officers, had already appeared about a hundred meters away, brimming with Killing Intent.

This distance, for a High-Order card master, was just a sprint away.

Life and death might be decided in that instant.

It just so happened that at this moment, the mine tunnel came to a fork in the path.

Batis’s eyes flashed with determination as he made a decisive call, “Split up! I’ll hold them back!”

In the current situation, continuing to stay together would lead to nothing but annihilation by the military.

He was very aware that only he, a Fifth Tier, could stop those three centurions.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Batis surged with an eerie Killing Intent, apparently using some desperate Secret Skill.

He leaped from the motorcycle, and his twin blades were wrapped in a sinister ripple that seemed to tremble the Void.

The expressions of the three centurions hardened instantly, not daring to be careless.

Before anyone could react, Batis had already charged forward.

In the narrow mine shaft, a fierce battle had already erupted.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“…”

A few muffled sounds, the ground shook, and the mountains trembled.

Batis’s figure was engulfed in a cloud of dust.

That’s when Enlightenment appeared: “Main storyline has changed: Your actions have altered the military’s pursuit plan, and the breakout squad has been driven into a corner. You need to survive the roundup…”

Leonard Churchill also let out a sigh of relief.

At last, he didn’t have to die together with this group.

In the current situation, continuing to stay with Batis was certain death.

Spatial Will still left a thread of life.

…

Batis’s life bought the others a brief chance to escape, and though they were grief-stricken, they did not dare to stop.

Within a few breaths, they had reached the deeper parts of the mine tunnel.

Here, paths diverged everywhere, and the passageways became increasingly complicated.

Leonard Churchill didn’t know what to expect in this mine pit.

To survive now, their only option was to rely on luck.

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