Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 862: Chapter 270: Puppeteer? Old Man Strikes Four!_3

The moment the air around them was imprisoned, the other three were already retreating rapidly, protecting the New King Arthur.

However, Domingo’s Puppet Theater was too vast; from the moment he took out the Puppet, he lost mobility and had no choice but to clash head-on.

“Secret Technique·Puppet Iron Wall!”

He wanted to control the Puppets to defend, but found that after the air solidified, the Puppets were greatly restricted.

Suddenly looking up, he already saw a hundred-meter-long Strong Tiger condensed in the sky.

A Ferocious Tiger Curse Spirit, completely made up of Gang Air!

The tiger pounced from the mountain, heading straight for the Puppet legion.

Upon being attacked, the defensive Curses engraved on the Puppets’ bodies naturally lit up, and various colored Energy Shields appeared like bubbles.

Normally, his more than a hundred Puppets contained energy that could be equivalent to the Curse Power of dozens of Sixth Tier card masters, sufficient to defend against several Legend-tier fighters while their offense was also considerable.

However, as the Ferocious Tiger Curse Spirit pounced down, the bright Curse Power Shields on the Puppets shattered like fragile light bulbs, extinguishing in large swaths.

“Thud, thud, thud…”

The sound of shields shattering was incessant.

As the tiger pressed down, the air in this space became as dense as steel.

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Although Domingo was mentally prepared, he never imagined this move would be so ferocious.

He wanted to hold on, but even his hand reaching for the Cards was trembling.

Unable to hold back, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

What’s worse, this wasn’t just a simple crushing by “Air.”

There was a punch!

The Air was only to stop him from escaping, the fatal blow was the fist strength coming after.

“Crack!”

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of something splitting next to his ear, and Domingo’s pupils shrank sharply.

Although it was hard to part with so many Puppets, he knew that if he stayed, he would lose half his life.

“Thud!”

The resistance force against the Air Tiger suddenly relaxed.

The tiger crashed the Puppet Theater into a mess, leaving shattered Puppet fragments all over the ground.

Several figures were blown away.

Domingo narrowly avoided disaster, but now watched as the Puppet Theater he had painstakingly collected materials for and built over decades was destroyed before his eyes.

Dragging along a few remaining top-tier Puppets, he had an extremely ugly look on his face: “How can this guy be so strong?!”

Only now did he realize.

The enemy before him was no longer simply a half step into the Seventh Tier.

This old man’s understanding of Martial Arts had reached an incomprehensible level.

Barre Shepherd didn’t plan to give him any chance to breathe.

If he was going to strike, then he would eradicate the problem completely!

After smashing the Puppet Theater with one move, Barre Shepherd suddenly stomped in the air and charged straight at Domingo.

Although a Puppet Master may be strong, their physical body was inevitably their weak point!

He didn’t care about the few Puppets Domingo had quietly placed around; in an instant, he was upon him.

His speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, he was already slapping his face.

Domingo’s expression instantly stiffened.

“Thump!”

Another punch, and Barre Shepherd hit Domingo right in the chest, causing his body to burst open.

But there was no expected sight of blood splattering everywhere.

It was still just a lot of debris.

“Oh, a Puppet Stand-in? This must be a high-level Life-saving relic…”

Barre Shepherd was not surprised and slightly raised his white eyebrow, “Heh, the Orlan Royal Family sure has a lot of good stuff.”

Because he, as The First Air Skill Master in the world, had sharply caught that the “Air” suddenly appeared a hundred meters to the southwest.

Thinking of escaping after he locked onto their qi? Not so easy.

A fierce punch from Barre Shepherd completely ignored the corrosive poison water splashed from the explosion of the Puppet Stand-in.

With a push off the air, he paused in mid-motion, then instantly changed direction.

A hundred meters away, a pale-faced Domingo had just managed to escape, and hadn’t even had time to take a breath.

He immediately sensed that deadly lock on himself.

“This is bad!”

Domingo’s expression changed drastically as he summoned ten Cards, which exploded into ten Puppets: “Command·Ten soldiers protect the Lord!”

These were all top Puppets of the Sixth Tier!

Normally, this would be enough to counter any opponent of the modern era.

But at this moment, he had no confidence at all.

Because the old man a hundred meters away, in just a blink of an eye, had already appeared right in front of him!

Domingo felt heartbroken as he once again pulled out a Life-saving card, shouting angrily in his heart: “Damn it!”

He knew where his weakness lay!

The opponent understood it even better!

Just like Mechanical equipment poses little threat to High-Order Card Masters, largely because the machinery is too “sluggish.”

Controlling machinery, from the thought to the execution, requires transmission; that gap is too long and easy to predict.

Puppet Masters have the same problem when controlling their Puppets.

No matter how skilled a Puppet Master is, directing commands through Curse Power Thread has a delay.

However, as a top-tier Puppet Master, Domingo had minimized this delay to an almost negligible level, comparable to Legend Body Cultivators.

But what he was facing was a peak legend who had transcended Legends.

No matter how short his control interval was, could it be faster than a legendary Air Skill Master?

The Puppets had just been summoned and taken a defensive stance, and before Domingo could issue his second command, those ten Puppets had barely blocked Barre Shepherd for a moment.

And then, they were turned to dust in the winds of his cyclonic punch.

“Boom! Boom! Crash…”

The Puppets burst apart, spewing out countless Flying needles, poison water, corrosive Miasma, Curses… spraying all over.

But Barre Shepherd continued to completely ignore it all.

He only sneered, “Escaped again, did you… I want to see how many more of these Life-saving relics you have!”

With a thought, he stepped off into empty air once again, pursuing that qi signal.