Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 691: Chapter 228 Reuel Bible Defects

On the earthen slope outside the Upper State Prison, amidst the pitch-black darkness, a figure emerged from a hole in the ground covered in dust and dirt.

The barriers of the Upper State Prison could contain the miners, but they couldn’t trap a top fighter like Barre Shepherd.

The old man had already spent many years in the mine and knew the situation inside the tunnel better than anyone else, including the vulnerabilities of the barriers.

Then he had shown such a path to Leonard Churchill.

Locating a weak point in the barrier, Leonard had broken through and emerged above ground.

Leonard stretched his body, his joints cracking loudly.

His muscles ached so much he grimaced and couldn’t help complaining, “Man… that old man really packs a punch.”

In the past few days, in order to learn the “Overlord Fist,” he’d taken a thorough beating.

The kind of beating from an Air Skill Grandmaster wasn’t ordinary physical damage; it included the erosion of laws and the mysterious attack of fighting intent.

The pain was felt in the flesh, nerves, and consciousness alike.

This kind of injury was completely unaffected by ordinary potions.

Besides, in the old man’s words, getting beaten up was how one’s body formed muscle memory—a required course for any fighter.

Leonard himself thought it made sense, was reluctant to use the few life-saving potions he had, and just let his body hurt.

But it was worth it, after all.

Despite his grumbles, the look on his face was one of immense satisfaction.

His visit to the Upper State Prison for more than two months not only allowed him to learn the subsequent parts of the Secret Skill “Gluttony,” but his martial arts path had also genuinely undergone a qualitative change.

Inside his bag were heaps of Fighting Intent Crystals, and he’d also glimpsed some ancient secrets…

The gains had far exceeded his expectations.

With these thoughts, he took out his steam motorcycle and headed towards Lower City in Sinless City, spraying steam along the way.

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Before long, Leonard had reached Lower City in Sinless City.

However, from a distance, he was surprised to see the bright lights on the city walls and the bustling construction sites, and thought, “Hmm… has Sinless City really changed this much in the two months I’ve been away?”

Previously, since Sinless City was filled with exiled criminals, less than half of the ruins within the city were in use.

Near the outer city walls, for example, was simply a deserted wasteland with not a single light.

At least that was the case when Leonard had last left.

But now, looking upon his return, things had greatly changed.

On those damaged city walls, thousands of workers, using mechanical skeletons and various large lifting arms, hauled stone blocks to repair the broken walls.

There were now enormous alloy gates at the city entrance, and vehicles carrying supplies moved in and out, forming a long line.

The Sinless City of today, like an antique unearthed from the ground, shone anew after being repaired and cleaned.

“If I didn’t translate the content on the stone tablet incorrectly, was Sinless City called ‘City of Ember’ three thousand years ago?”

Leonard muttered to himself.

Looking at the bustling scene in front of him, he felt quite content.

The more prosperous Sinless City became, the more it indicated that the development of the Old Continent was an inevitable trend.

Seeing the city brimming with life, it was as if history had merged into the present, leaving one with an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

Having seen the pinnacle of what a card master could be with that elderly predecessor, his expectations for the ancient civilization relics of the Old Continent only deepened.

Those secrets and treasures buried in history awaited discovery bit by bit.

Leonard didn’t enter through the main gate but rode his motorcycle to an unattended section of the city wall, where Wolf Claw easily latched on and climbed up.

After entering the city, things were quite as he had anticipated.

The city was far more lively than he remembered from two months earlier; where there had been rubble, there was now the busy and bright scene of a thriving city.

The Federation’s major families had injected a great deal of fresh blood into this city: hunters, mercenaries, traders, speculators… and ordinary people.

A burgeoning city brimmed with opportunities, attracting individuals from all professions to strike gold.

Leonard rode his motorcycle swiftly through the streets.

The previously potholed roads had been mostly repaired and even had lane markings painted on them.

The Sinless City of thousands of years past was a top-tier megacity with main roads spanning eight lanes in both directions throughout the city.

Diverse steam cars flowed incessantly on the streets.

The once chaotic and disordered Sinless City was transforming into a well-organized supercity.

Leonard made his way to Downing Street.

This place, along with the Old Continent’s Gold-Digging Dock, remained Sinless City’s most bustling area.

Leonard parked his motorcycle at the roadside.

The crowds were as expected.

What surprised him was the quality of the mechanical equipment used by these hunters.

“This level of mechanical equipment can be mass-produced now?”

Leonard watched thoughtfully.

Mechanical arms, mechanical exoskeletons, all sorts of steam spray guns, grappling claws, one-man boilers… the hunters were equipped with technology far more advanced than what was available two months ago.

Having spent some time at Seven Brown’s Machinery Workshop, he had a good understanding of the steam machinery of this era.

That’s why he marveled.

Previously, the steam machinery that low-tier hunters could use was basically pure mechanical equipment.

Crude, fragile, and low-powered.

Enchanted machines inscribed with curses that had special effects had previously always been exclusive to noble armies.

The materials were not only costly to produce, but the technology was also strategic-level secrets, not to be disseminated among the public.

But now, almost all the mechanical equipment on the hunters in the streets were enchanting pieces with various strange high-tech novelties.

The fact that low-tier hunters could afford them indicated that this caliber of mechanical equipment had reached mass production.