Catastrophe Card King

“Yes.”

The butler nodded, didn’t say another word, and left the room.

Leonard Churchill stayed in the tavern for several hours and got pretty much all the information he needed.

The more he heard, the more he couldn’t suppress the growing agitation within him.

Without any hesitation, he signed up for the task of pioneering the Alternate Dimension for the “Third Holy Grail War”.

The dimension’s access was limited to five hundred people per instance, but only two hundred were recruited.

Leonard guessed that there might be a major team entering as well.

He was also well aware of the reason behind these guys releasing two hundred spots.

Experienced hunters had deciphered certain space rules, they knew that the mortality rate in alternate dimensions had a “bottom line”.

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None of them could guarantee their survival upon entering.

However, if they added some low tier hunters to their team with low-quality gear and low combat power, their death probability would be greater.

If they filled up the guaranteed death rate.

Theoretically, the casualty rate among elites would be smaller.

This was the significance of many high-difficulty space recruiting groups looking for people willing to pay.

Hunters daring to sign up mostly knew about it.

But still, people wanted to give it a go.

They were all gambling.

Gambling that the one to die wouldn’t be them.

Gambling that they would strike it rich overnight.

Two days later.

Leonard arrived at the Hunter’s Association at the camp. After gathering, the two hundred pioneering hunters marched mightily toward a hollow several kilometers northeast of the ruins.

There, they saw the three hundred elites who had been waiting for a long time to spring into action.

Heavy Armor, Doctors, Assassins, Crossbowmen…

Close combat, ranged attacks, healing, reconnaissance… they had it all.

But obviously, these were not for the service of the hunters.

They were for that blond nobleman young master guarded by many masters.

The ninth young master of the Lionheart family, Kane.

Looking at this setup, the hunters looked at each other, most of them didn’t know what was happening.

But Leonard’s face was calm.

You never need to doubt the professionalism of an information merchant.

Pay a reasonable price and you’ll get satisfying information.

Leonard had gotten the detailed information the day before.

The reason why young master Kane was taking such a risk was because it was the rite of passage for the heirs of the “Lionheart Family”.

This guy was also a notorious top-tier prodigal in Dragon City, after causing trouble, he was banished by the family to Sinless City to lay low.

The Anka clan has produced numerous strong individuals, this was not only due to their family heritage, but also their cultivation of descendants was more crucial.

This family had a bloody ancestral teaching, every legitimate child had to go through a high-difficulty alternate dimension challenge on adulthood, personally hunting a second tier rare material as a rite of passage, only then he had the qualifications to inherit the position of family head.

No one could violate the ancestral teachings.

This teaching led to heavy casualties and injuries to the Anka clan’s lineage, but it also brought about the Lionheart Family’s prosperity enduring for hundreds of years!

Leonard even knew that young master Kane’s goal was to personally slay a catastrophe of at least a second tier.

But looking at the hundreds of elite guards, Leonard didn’t know what to say.

This purely felt like a player with paid enhancements leading a group of armed-to-the-teeth godly guards through a low-level duplication.

Even though they were all first-tier guards, they were all elites, along with these gears, the second-tier catastrophe, even third-tier Hellhounds, would all be pounded into mush.

The other hunters saw the three hundred well-trained noblemen’s private soldiers, some were happy and some were worried.

After all, to many people, the stronger the team, the greater the probability of clearing the instance.

They could also benefit from it.

But Leonard was not so optimistic.

If the death rate had a guaranteed level.

The stronger the team members, the more likely should they consider their own death rate.

Without much ado, people gradually entered the Twisted Light Gate.

The surrounding scene changed, Leonard found himself inside a fortress.

Enlightenment also appeared simultaneously.

‘You have entered the “Third Holy Grail War- The Outpost Battle\'”

‘Current Disaster Level: Second Tier D level, death rate: 93.4%’

‘Space exploration progress: 7.3%’

‘Special rules: Use of technology weapons beyond the epoch level of the space is prohibited’

‘Keyword: War Mode’

‘Clue: The war between the Human Kingdom and the Lord of Hell is imminent, the War Fortress at the edge of the kingdom has already discovered the trace of the Demon Vanguard; they’re about to invade human territory in large numbers.’

‘Mission: You and your teammates are kingdom soldiers supporting the fortress, you need to kill demons to gain 100 contribution points to leave the battlefield. Demons are everywhere, this is a very dangerous mission, you will face more than ten times the number of Demon Warriors…’

‘Hint: Wars Mode Contribution Points can be exchanged for extra rewards; The Settlement Special Pool added ‘Space Teleportation Card’, ‘Life Elixir’, ‘Substitute Strawman’… and other special items.’

“So this is War Mode? Wow, there’s lots of good stuff…”

Leonard looked at the list of special item names, greatly widening his horizons.

These were all Supreme Treasures that the Hunter’s Association had been offering year-round, everyone had heard about them but had never seen them.

The ‘Space Transfer Card’ could interrupt the exploration mission in the alternate dimension, and forcibly transport you out.

It could save your life at crucial times, it won’t be odd no matter how much it is sold for.

He suspected that Camilla had one of these cards.

As for the ‘Life Elixir’ mentioned later, as long as it is taken before the final breath, it can pull people back from the brink of death. Even if it’s drunk when healthy, it can increase their lifespan a bit, making cells younger. This was also a top-tier potion longed for by noble ladies.

And much more.

Only risk-prone modes like the War Mode could yield such rare items.

Leonard didn’t look much at the special pool, after all, it was something to consider after successfully clearing the mission.

He carefully read the task and clue provided by Enlightenment.

The War Mode plot was pretty straightforward.

It was a war between two factions, with killing as the main thread.

Humans and Demons.

Leonard examined the surrounding environment, and in front of him was a fortress built of stone and wood, styled in ancient magical fantasy.

Before he could think any further, an army officer in armored clothes not far away shouted loudly, “Everyone, come and take the military merit mission!”