The Card Apprentice

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Chen Mu was soaking in the healing liquid, having already learned of Bogner and the rest fighting with the Dawei Card Artisan Team. Although he was very confident in Bogner, he still couldn't help being a little concerned. Especially since there was then a lack of aces on the team. Neither he nor Wei-ah were there - in addition to Xiaobo - and once they encountered an ace assassin from their adversary, Bogner and the rest would be in danger. That was what he was most worried about, since even very large numbers of card artisans couldn't solve every problem.

But he couldn't fly to their side just then and could only look on and worry about them. That was just an awful feeling!

Worrying about Bogner and the rest even made Chen Mu lose any interest in looking at that six-star card, The Eternal Night.

The situation in Dongrui was extremely delicate.

Tai-shu Yong came once but didn't get into the training room and was sent off. The state of alert in the building quickly became extremely strict, and after Tai-shu Yong returned to the Garden Above the Center, the first thing he did was to send a large number of additional card artisans to protect Chen Mu. He didn't have any other way out just then, and he didn't dare have any other ideas, especially after finding out that Chen Mu was Caesars' student. He kept discreetly silent about Chen Mu's other identity as Qiao Yuan.

The killing god Caesar flaunted all the rules, looking at people's lives as though they were synonymous with grass!

He had originally thought about sending Connelly over, but that was rejected by Chen Mu.

Tai-shu Cheng simply let all of his personnel take some time off. As to when they would start working again, that would depend on the situation. The building had become empty very quickly and increasingly cold and gloomy in the night.

Dozens of figures were slipping silently through the night and getting closer to the building with shocking speed.

"It really is a charming night!" Xiaobo sighed with an intoxicated look, his silvery hair wafting even without any wind, while the Orderly Wave Wheel was glowing as it spun suspended behind his back, extremely eye-catching in the dark.

Sang Hanshui had a look of contempt, "Show-off!" That pair of triangular eyes flashed in the dark with a chilling glow, like a deadly snake lying in wait for its prey.

Rafael was in good spirits, being responsible for sentry duty that night. When the news that the White Commander was actually the student of Caesar got to them, it was so shocking that they couldn't speak. They had done a lot of speculation about where the White Commander came from, but the truth was so much more outrageous than what they had imagined that it seemed inconceivable.

But after the initial shock, they were all thrilled. To be able to serve under such a powerful figure was such an honor! When it came to the White Commander killing a powerful enemy in ten moves, that was now nothing out of the ordinary in their eyes.

Rafael was increasingly thankful that he hadn't been lazy those last few days. Previously, he wasn't the strongest among the card artisans under Tai-shu Cheng, but he had been the only card artisan who had completed the entire training program. The White Commander's training program had many layers, and he didn't require that they complete them all. Apart from a third of them which were mandatory, the rest were all elective subjects. The difficulty of the mandatory program was so high, and the volume of training was so huge, that it already made most of the card artisans complain incessantly.

No one knew that he had already completed all of the training subjects. That would be utterly impossible in the eyes of those card artisans. Rafael hadn't said anything about it to anyone. Unlike the other card artisans, he keenly found that those training subjects were very methodically arranged, so that he concluded after studying them that if he could complete all of the training subjects, then his strength would certainly go up by several grades.

His desire for strength made him do his best to complete all of the training subjects.

By the time he completed them all, the results proved that his speculation had been correct! His strength had made a rapid advance, far beyond the rest of the card artisans.

Unlike the others, although he had also secretly speculated about the background of the White Commander, most of his speculation had started with that set of scientific training subjects. The person who could draw-up such a training program was absolutely not a simple figure. He had always doubted that the White Commander was a military person.

The improvements to his strength didn't cause him to get carried away, but on the contrary, his daily training and work grew increasingly meticulous.

For example, on sentry, while the rest of the card artisans had pumped up their spirits, and didn't dare to slack off, they were actually already drowsy. But he was as alert as a night cat, sweeping very carefully and attentively with his perception so that he could perceive every last inch of space.

Suddenly, he felt something unusual in the flow of the air off the side! There wasn't the least breath of wind there! All of the hairs on his body stood on end, as he suddenly called out, "Enemy attack!" At just about the same time, a powerful sense of danger arose in him, and rolled sharply forward without daring to hesitate.

There was a jeering sound.

Two lines of blood surfaced on the necks of the two card artisans to his side, their expressions horrified as they rubbed their necks; not able to make a sound from their mouths! Blood was gushing like a fountain in desperate spurts from between their fingers before the two crashed to the ground.

"Yikes!"

In the empty corridor there was a light gasp of surprise, as though he were stunned that Rafael could dodge the sneak attack.

In that moment, Rafael had determined that his adversary was far more powerful than he was! He didn't even have any way to discover his adversary's attack, and it was obvious how big the gap was with the other two. The powerful nervousness made his heart race so fast that it nearly leapt out, while the sweat was flowing down from his brow.

The energy was surging out from his apparatus, and the energy fluctuations in the air had become utterly shocking. He didn't hold back in the least, that being his first full powered shot since completing all the training subjects!

"That's all you've got?" That fleeting voice had contempt from the dark.

Rafael put his hands over his head as his every move and all the energy fluctuations in the air all showed that what would follow would be his strongest blow! He suddenly closed his eyes, and at nearly the same time, a dazzling glowing ball lit up on his hands! It was as though the sun had suddenly risen. That eye-piercing glowing ball lit up the entire corridor snow-bright.

A stifled grunt entered his ears. Rafael was overjoyed that his tactic had worked. He knew how far his strength was from that of his adversary, and in any normal situation he wouldn't have had the least chance to win. But he basically didn't have any intention of fighting head-on with his adversary. He only needed to delay his adversary a little. The hit man and that man wearing his new daisy mask were upstairs, and he only had to delay for a moment before they could come.

So, he used all of his energy and perception to cause a kind of illusion in his adversary that he was about to risk his own life with the blow. And then he used that energy to make a glowing ball which would put out a lot of light without any lethal qualities at all. There was no doubt that that he had used all of his perception and energy to make the energy glow so bright that it was amazing. Since he had closed his eyes, the only thing he could perceive was a sheet of snowy white.

For someone used to the dark, that kind of brightness caused huge injuries. That groan just then was enough to prove that his adversary had been damaged. A sense of weakness was transmitted, and Rafael smiled bitterly that he didn't have the least bit of strength to fight back.

"Not bad, kid!" A familiar voice came to him, and Rafael raised his head in joy to see a hideous general's mask reflected in his field of view. He immediately calmed down. If he were to say that the White Commander's strength was in his inscrutable speech, then the hit man's strength was something that they had all experienced themselves.

Sang Hanshui was standing in front of Rafael, as he said darkly, "Come out you damned deceiver!"

"Oh, then you're the hit man?" A cold voice wafted erratically. He seemed rather familiar with who Sang Hanshui was.

Sang Hanshui closed his eyes and quickly stretched out his right hand flat, as a shrill note sounded out, and a glowing ball left his hand and went crashing onto the wall!

Hong!

The entire wall was suddenly pulverized, as countless pieces of gravel blew apart!

Rafael was looking at the hit man in horror! He had never thought that the hit man was actually that crazy to directly open fire in the building! By the time the dust settled, a six- or seven-meter diameter hole was blown not only directly the through wall, but through the room behind the wall. He could see the mess inside the room downstairs!

A look of violence flashed through Sang Hanshui's eyes, and without saying anything else, he raised his hand and released another series of blasts!

Hong Hong Hong Just as the dense explosions sounded out, then entire floor was suddenly crushed, with dust everywhere, and shards splashing all over! A vague figure was barely visible in the dust, and Sang Hangshui's triangular eyes glinted cold before dying out. The bombs in his hand trailed sharp whistles as they went roaring toward his adversary!

The bombs were like shooting stars, pounding like the rain!

Ten floors above where Sang Hanshui was fighting, Xiaobo was in the midst of a confrontation with a person who also wore a mask. It was a wooden mask without expression, and his adversary's figure looked thin and weak, like a refugee in a famine. The skin that was showing was dry and withered, and formed into wrinkles.

"That guy is really violent!" Xiaobo muttered as he felt the shocks coming through the floor. His gaze didn't leave that dried-up man, his adversary having given him an extremely dangerous feeling.

"There's no moon tonight. I never thought that your eminence would still be interested to come out for a walk. So refined!" Xaiobo's voice was soft and had a bit of magnetism to it.

His adversary remained silent as though he hadn't heard, and then suddenly disappeared from where he had been, and re-appeared behind Xiaobo, where a glowing energy spear suddenly showed up in his hands!

The spear turned around and went stabbing toward Xiaobo's back in a flash!

"Why do people these days have such little patience?" A sigh suddenly sounded in the dried-up skinny man's ears, and something weird flashed in his eyes. Without knowing when, Xiaobo had appeared right beside him!

An identical Orderly Wave Wheel to the one behind him appeared in front of him. But that Orderly Wave Wheel was suspended erect in midair, but this one was horizontal like a glowing chopper.

The dry thin man's reaction was very fast, and that ramrod straight spear's tip suddenly bent, and became as soft and free as a snake, and then the spear suddenly stretched!

Ding!

The spear tip accurately hit the Orderly Wave Wheel, which blew into shreds in the air!

The two of them were both shocked, and they retreated backwards in unison, to create more distance between them.

The dry skinny man's eyes which were like still old wells finally showed a rare hint of movement, as he stared fixedly at the small Orderly Wave Wheel floating in front of Xiaobo. And Xiaobo finally saw that glowing spear clearly, with it's red staff like red-hot molten iron. The most inconceivable thing was that the staff of the spear seemed to be wriggling uneasily in his hand, which gave the illusion that what he was holding onto wasn't a glowing spear but was like a living snake.

It was incredibly weird!

Xiaobo's handsome face suddenly flushed red under the mask, and those two peach-blossom eyes looked like they were about to drip water. His body was trembling almost imperceptibly.

To be able to encounter such a powerful adversary in the first battle after his breakthrough - what could be more exciting than that?