Chapter 165 - 89 Relic-Hider_3

Chapter 165: Chapter 89 Relic-Hider_3

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It was a visual feast.

Baring her back with her upper clothing completely taken off, her slightly voluptuous figure was taken in at a glance.

The lady with the bun held her chest with one hand.

But one hand simply wasn’t enough.

Half-hidden, half-exposed.

From the slight side angle, one could clearly see the mischievous pride squeezed out from her arm.

Its curve was proud.

Its line soft and beautiful.

It was a lovely sight.

Leonard Churchill had noticed Tracy Garcia’s impressive figure when they were in the Grand Cemetery Labyrinth. Now, he saw it up close.

But after a quick glance, he retracted his appreciative gaze.

The moon was brilliant, and it’d seem hypocritical and ill-mannered to not look at it.

But too much would be crass and disrespectful.

Leonard Churchill finished applying the ointment, “There, done.”

Tracy Garcia softly replied: “Oh.”

She turned to look at Leonard Churchill who was tidying up the medical tools, speaking like a soft mosquito buzzing, “Thank you. Sorry for causing you trouble.”

Leonard Churchill smiled and shook his head, “There’s no need for such formalities.”

Without the need to worry about her wound anymore, Tracy Garcia quickly got dressed.

They cleaned the blood stains, then the two set off towards the stairs.

By then, Liam Martinez and Alison had also joined them.

The four of them didn’t chat much, they then headed into the fourth level tunnel of the mine they had visited before.

But even without the threat of any assassins, the four didn’t dare to let their guard down.

They were now facing an A-level plot.

The four cautiously ventured forward.

The letter didn’t mention what lay behind the barrier.

But Leonard Churchill noticed a very important point: ‘The blacksmith is the first generation of werewolf host, and thus, obtained the near-unlimited recovery ability of the Abyssal Immortal Clan; but he was severely wounded by my sorcery and has remnants of my magic weapon in his body. If he approaches the Underground Palace, he will suffer from the Blood Poison Curse I left behind. His undying feature will be restricted, and his wounds will be difficult to heal...’

When Leonard Churchill read this, he had an epiphany: “So that’s how it is.”

This blood barrier was not just blocking the entrance, but it was also restricting Werewolf George.

This was assistance provided by the plot.

Theoretically, if they bring this sealed letter back to Townsend Town and hand it to a secret agent, they would be able to complete the mission.

But that’s theoretical.

The problem was that the mission was nearly impossible to complete.

Whoever held the letter would be pursued to death by the A-rank catastrophe.

Without the help of a high-ranking individual like Camilla, they would never be able to complete the mission through this method.

So, in the end, they still had to kill the monster.

But the good news was that the special recovery effect of the A-rank catastrophe would be restricted within this Underground Palace.

Leonard Churchill then shared the contents of the sealed letter with Tracy Garcia and the others.

They listened with grave expressions.

Everyone understood.

The A-rank plot difficulty had been activated, and no matter where they hid, they would eventually need to fight the A-rank catastrophe.

Seeing this, Leonard Churchill was even more convinced that the Black Wolf Group had no chance of completing the A-rank difficulty.

That outlier who survived must have done so without signing an employment contract.

After reading the sealed letter, Leonard Churchill didn’t continue to speak. Instead, he fell into deep thought.

Tracy Garcia and the others remained silent as they understood as well.

The real danger lied with them.

If Leonard Churchill didn’t touch this sealed letter and found somewhere to hide, in theory, he could survive the remaining three days and then leave.

But if he didn’t participate in the battle, the odds, which were already small for Tracy Garcia and the others, would further diminish.

To kill the A-rank catastrophe, they would need several more teams similar to their Elite Squad.

They were severely short of hands.

No one spoke in the tunnel for a while, creating an eerie silence..