Chapter 569: Chapter 195: Noah Wright and the Mysterious Archer_2

“Thud,” it smashed heavily onto the ground.

Before Leonard Churchill could catch his breath, the tall shadow leaped from the trunk of a distant tree.

It was unmistakably a lizardman clad in green scale armor.

Iron Spinal Ground Dragon Man

Detailed Explanation: A Third Tier C-level Catastrophe, a Demon with an extremely thin Great Dragon bloodline, possessing both exceptionally strong flesh and scale armor;

“Dragon Descendant!”

Leonard furrowed his brows upon seeing the information revealed by Enlightenment, realizing that this boss-level Demon was already formidable in combat power, and it was even a Dragon Descendant!

In Mage Rolan’s manuscript, the most troublesome categories of Demons were recorded, and the danger level of various Dragon Descendants ranked among the top.

In myth, Great Dragons are nearly invincible creatures with both physical and magical defenses, immense strength, and magical capabilities.

Therefore, Dragon Descendants inherited some of those God Tier bloodline advantages to varying degrees.

Leonard had just personally experienced the terrifying force contained in that kick; even after his transformation, he had no advantage in strength.

“Hiss…”

Leonard inhaled sharply, his eyes darting to the pursuing lizardman, his mind swiftly formulating a counter-strategy.

He could fight with all his might if necessary.

But without transforming, death was almost certain!

At this critical juncture, the ground before him suddenly caved in slightly.

Leonard sensed the fluctuation of the Land Elements and his eyes narrowed: “Quicksand Skill!”

The Ground Dragon Man had just landed, attempting to pounce forward by pushing off the ground, but to its surprise, it sunk into the ground, lost balance, and tumbled over.

“Good tactic!”

Seeing this, Leonard couldn’t help but inwardly praise.

Although Quicksand Skill wasn’t a high-level spell, that move had been exquisitely executed, subtly transforming only the lower layer of the mud while cleverly leaving the surface as a disguise.

And the timing was just perfect.

It was like a textbook spellcasting, worthy of a full score.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Noah Wright who had cast the spell.

The Ground Dragon Man stumbled and fell, Leonard took the opportunity to disengage, avoiding a spray of acid and quickly retreated a good distance.

He made a decision on the spot; if they didn’t fully eliminate this Dragon Descendant Catastrophe, and with that Blood Elf still at large, this group might not all survive.

At the very least, Noah Wright wouldn’t make it out alive.

Moreover, the materials from the corpse of a Dragon Descendant Catastrophe would be exceedingly rare and valuable.

Strong in power, resilient in the flesh, and excellent in magical capability… these were almost Leonard’s ideal Third Tier materials.

If he could make it out alive this time, he would immediately have to consider advancing to the Third Tier.

If he could get these materials, it was best to start preparing now!

But just as he was about to draw his scalpel and finish off the large lizard, suddenly a “whoosh” of a breaking wind sounded.

Before the green-scaled lizard could extract its foot from the sandpit, a golden arrow accurately struck the ugly head’s right eye.

One arrow drew blood.

Leonard was startled to see someone injuring this Catastrophe-level monster with a single arrow, “Relic Level arrow? Nice archery!”

He turned his head to see an Archer with a gas mask, making it impossible to see their face, withdrawing the second arrow and placing it on the bowstring.

“What a master!”

Leonard marveled to himself.

The chance to hit with that arrow was but a fleeting moment, yet the Archer seized it precisely.

This archery skill and keen combat instinct would be enough to kill the majority of Second Tier card masters.

It was only then that Leonard realized this team was truly full of hidden experts.

His thoughts raced, and he didn’t stand idle, dashing forward.

At the same time, not far away, Noah Wright once again pulled out a card. The Ground Dragon Man, in pain and rage from the eye injury, tried to pull its foot out, but as the expanding quicksand grew, suddenly vines sprouted like octopus tentacles.

The vines crawled up the Ground Dragon Man’s legs, easily torn apart but swiftly replaced by others.

Quicksand Skill + Vine Technique, indeed one of the standard answers found in the Federation Card Master College textbooks.

Leonard had gone through that textbook himself, and the all-too-familiar feeling once again made him silently commend Noah’s solid foundation.

With such an assistant, it was much more convenient to kill monsters.

Leonard cleverly stepped on the vines, twisted his body, and appeared behind the lizard creature, mounting its shoulders.

There were many grappling techniques in combat that exploited cleverness over brute force, and in that instant, Leonard applied the “V Shaped Headlock,” locking one of the creature’s arms and its head.

The monster was so strong that even while locked, it struggled violently, and the friction of their muscles created a “creak, creak” sound of breaking.

Normally, without transforming, Leonard would have no right to wrestle with this creature, as he watched his own arm on the verge of snapping.

But at that moment, the familiar sound of an arrow cutting through the air rang out once more.

“Whoosh~”

A golden feathered arrow shot forth again, piercing the Ground Dragon Man’s right eye.

Blinded in both eyes, the creature howled in pain.

Leonard, shaken by that tremendous force, spat blood and was sent flying backwards.

But the objective had been achieved.

The weakness of the Demons was here all along; as strong as their bodies were, their tactics were far simpler than those of humans.

Typically, all their combat power was inherent to their physical capabilities.

Although this Iron Spinal Ground Dragon Man was of a higher tier, apart from spewing acid, its threat mainly came from its physical prowess.

Mage Rolan’s notes mentioned that this creature’s perception depended almost entirely on its eyes.

Now, blinded, its threat had plunged by ninety percent.