Iya Continent: Card God

"Still alive?!" Linta stared in astonishment at Dorn Maggie, who had burst out of the ore pile.

At this moment, the opponent was like a mad beast, unleashing endless magical power, and the air was filled with killing intent.

"You think you can kill me with this? Hah..."

With a crazed laugh, Dorn charged forward, hurling the mangled, charred corpse of the Wolf King.

Shia remained indifferent and calm, sending the corpse flying with a spinning kick.

"go!"

Linta reacted quickly; the experiences of these past few days had unconsciously strengthened his mental fortitude. He released the head of the Leer family, who he had been supporting, and said, "Head of the Leer family, run! Call for help!"

The other party's main objective was to kill Leer Herran.

She could escape with him, but Shia, who couldn't use magic, couldn't hold on to bring someone back to rescue her!

The only way is for me to stay behind and, together with Shia, hold off the injured Dorn Magee while we wait for the return of the Leer family head and his men.

After releasing the head of the Leer family, Linta used the power of a swift wind to rush towards the enemy.

Despite his injuries, the head of the Leer family managed to escape.

"Hold on!"

Dorn Maggie's gaze fell on the struggling Leer as he fled, her expression turning even more ferocious.

Just as they were about to give chase, a gust of wind suddenly swept in.

In the dim light of the mine's lamps, the shadowy figure of the wind could be faintly seen.

Linta leaped up and kicked out.

"Humph!"

The Silver-ranked Dorn precisely caught Linta's kick, swung his arm, and flung Linta directly into the exploding rock mine below.

"Bang!" "Ouch!"

The force of the impact caused Linta's back to collide with irregularly shaped ore, the intense pain feeling like it was taking half his life.

Dorn smirked. He had thought Linta was incredibly powerful, but it turned out he was nothing special.

"Whoosh! Sizzle!"

In that moment of distraction, a dagger flashed past.

Dorn Magee's heart skipped a beat; his silver-level reflexes, teetering on the brink of death, allowed him to dodge the sneak attack from the elven girl, Shia.

This sneak attack was deliberately created for Shia by Linta.

Linta knew, of course, how ridiculous his attack was to a fully enraged Silver-rank expert, and how it could very well have killed him on the spot. However, this was also the opening that would have killed him.

His slight sacrifice created a fatal opportunity for Shia, who could change the situation.

However, it failed.

"call……"

Dorn let out a long sigh, his eyes wide with astonishment at the young elf before him.

Looking at the anti-magic ring in her hand, they were even more surprised.

Her magic was sealed? In other words, if she hadn't been sealed and could use magic, that attack would have certainly killed him?!

A strange look appeared on Shia's cold face.

He seemed quite dissatisfied with his failure.

That guy got such a great opportunity, and I just wasted it! Damn it, there won't be another chance like this.

What's next?

"I'll kill you first!" Dorn felt uneasy and fearful towards Shia in front of him.

It seems that killing the person in front of him is better than killing Naleur Herlan.

The one in front of you is someone who, if you don't kill her today, will one day slaughter your entire family!

Shia dodged Dorn's attacks with all his magic at his disposal, displaying an unprecedented level of unity between mind and body.

The life-or-death training that was once the foundation of cultivation is nothing compared to what we have today.

Why? This guy isn't even as strong as those he trained back then. Shia himself doesn't understand. Back then, he was single-mindedly focused on not wanting to die, on living, no matter what. Now, there's something else added to his answer to not wanting to die.

"drink……"

Linta endured the intense pain in his back and struggled to sit up.

Gasping for breath, with a hint of resentment, she said, "I...want...to try one more time..."

Giving up now and continuing to lie there will only lead to death. Don't be fooled by Shia's current ability to dodge Dorn's attacks; it's temporary. She's giving it her all, but when she's exhausted and can no longer exert herself fully, that will be her death.

She persisted, so she had no reason to give up.

"Get up...!"

Linta gritted his teeth and cursed himself in anger, but the effects of his injuries meant he was destined to never fight again.

After all, I'm different from them...

"hateful……"

"Hiss! Thump!"

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out, and something was flashing under the pile of ore where Linta was sitting.

"Huh?" Linta looked at the light shining through the crack in the rock with a puzzled expression.

Subconsciously, I parted the stones, which weren't very big, and the light faded away.

Beneath the stone, something Linta could never have imagined appeared.

card!

A Clubs 3 card.

"This is……?"

Linta was completely bewildered. How could there be cards here?

“This card feels… exactly the same!” Linta swallowed hard.

This felt the same as the Seven of Hearts "Swiftwind" that Lilith lent him, and Linta was convinced that they must all come from the same source.

Before Linta could think further, he subconsciously absorbed the Clubs 3 card into his body.

Gradually, an explanation of the cards began to take shape in my mind.

The power possessed by the Clubs 3 is called "Shadow"!

The possessor of this card can control their shadow to leave their body. The shadow cannot use any of the magic or supernatural powers possessed by its owner, and the shadow's strength is related to the owner's strength. The shadow can be destroyed by enemies, but it will not perish; it will only return to its owner's side.

"shadow."

Lin Ta uttered a soft sentence.

The shadow beneath my feet, that pitch-black figure, truly separated from me under my conscious will.

Linta was both surprised and delighted.

Their eyes quickly turned upwards; at this moment, Dorn and Shia were completely oblivious to what was happening on Linta's side.

"Shia is dying... Patriarch Leer, we haven't arrived yet..."

"Shadow, you..."

Linta was about to give an order when his gaze fell upon the corpse of the wolf king.

"Whoosh!" "Bang!"

The graceful elven girl, Shia, is pushing herself beyond her limits, doing everything in her power to hide.

Dorn, a mid-level Silver rank, possessed a pair of powerful arms and hands that flowed with magic, capable of crushing rocks, and his attacks were relentless.

Dorn Magee felt a surge of resentment. If she hadn't been injured by the explosives, this girl, who couldn't even use her magic, would definitely not have been able to dodge her attacks. However, she was almost there too. Even though she didn't show any emotional reaction, she could feel her gradually becoming exhausted.

Kill him, then go and kill the guy down there.

That guy is just a piece of trash; he poses no threat to me.

"Forehead?"

Suddenly, Dorn Magee sensed a murderous intent coming from behind.

I was greatly shocked and could hardly believe it was Linta.

"who!"

He swung his hand back and struck the attacker behind him.

"Bang!" With a strike of the magic claw, the attacker's chest shattered into countless fragments.

"Forehead?"

Dorn's pupils widened. He had never seen the being before him before. It was completely black and had no facial features.

"Swoosh!" To his surprise, something pierced his chest.

Dorn Magee looked down and saw that it was this shadow that had used the wolf king's weapon, the sharp claws, to pierce his body.

Dorn Magee was shocked. "You... don't you feel pain?"

"You definitely have it," came the cold, girlish voice.

"Fuck!"

In a chilling instant, the dagger pierced Dorn's throat and neck, and blood dripped down the blade.