Iya Continent: Card God

In the distant mountains and forests of Mount Kirinuma, a figure was hurriedly fleeing.

This man was none other than the thief Maren.

According to his plan, he would reveal the location of the Iron Teeth Regiment's camp to the Vasquez family, so that he could escape in the chaos when they came to suppress the bandits. Although the process was somewhat convoluted and different from what he had imagined, he still accepted the outcome.

“I’m going to run far away and never come back to Sandell County again…” Maren said resentfully.

"Why are you running so fast?" Suddenly, a voice came.

Maren's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped abruptly, looking around in fear. Who was it?

……

Outside the Misty Swamp Mountains, the Iron Tooth Gang, discovered by Linta and Siz, was engaged in a fierce battle with them.

Siz was struggling against a large number of bronze bandits and was overwhelmed with his own problems.

At this moment, things were even worse for Linta. His own flesh and blood fist was seized by the bandit leader, Fies, whose specially crafted tiger-tooth iron claws "bite" Linta's fist.

Linta stared intently, trying to break free.

“Pretty powerful, but useless,” Fiss said with a sneer. “From now on, this fist no longer belongs to you. You either break it or I will break it for you.”

Linta gritted his teeth and glared, remaining silent.

Captain Fies had no intention of continuing to joke around with Linta and the other man; he wanted to break Linta's fist and win the battle.

However, something unexpected happened.

"Ok!"

Fies's pupils widened as he stared at his own tiger-toothed iron claws.

For some reason, no matter how hard he tried, the flesh and blood of his fist wouldn't break. Although there was magic flowing through the flesh and blood of his fist, his superior weapon was more than capable of breaking through the opponent's magic.

"What? Didn't you say you'd cut off my hand? Why isn't it cut off?" Linta retorted.

Fies frowned and glared angrily, his magic surging as he continued to exert his strength.

However, it still had no effect; in fact, his own gripping claws were trembling and loosening.

“This power…!”

Fies was completely shocked. This low-level Silver rank cultivator possessed power he had never seen before in his life. How could a Silver-rank mage have such formidable strength? How did he cultivate in his daily life?

“I am not only very strong myself, but it is also very strong,” Linta said with a faint smile.

“It?” Fies paused for a moment.

Before I could react, a "shadow" appeared behind me and grabbed my arms and body. Its strength, like that of a demonic beast, terrified me.

Lintana's fist, which had been gripped by the tiger's sharp claws, broke free.

There were only minor scrapes and slight bleeding on his fist. This was nothing to Linta.

"call……!"

Linta took a deep breath, and his clenched fist made a crisp sound.

"Fist of the Battlefield!"

"boom!"

He delivered a powerful punch straight to the bandit leader, Fies.

A powerful force, a magical fist strike, bombards the body, penetrating the entire body.

"what……!"

Intense pain swept over the mid-level Silver Fiss, sending him flying. The shadow that caught him dissipated under the impact of the punch, returning to Lin Tower.

The power of this "Battlefield Fist" has reached the pinnacle of Bronze-level skills. Lin Ta was well aware of this. After all, when he first learned this fist technique, he was taught the Bronze-level "Battlefield Fist." If it were the Silver-level fist technique, a single strike should be enough to decide the outcome.

"Commander!" "Commander, boss!"

The thieves present were terrified to see their leader being knocked away like that.

They had never seen their wise leader in such a disheveled and miserable state. Their bandit leader was a very resourceful man, always decisive in dealing with enemies, yet every move he made was carefully considered. Silver-level enemies almost never managed to gain any advantage over him.

But now, the sight of them being knocked away and crashing into the trees and lush greenery forced them to believe it.

“Great!” Knight Siz said with delight.

Linta's victory distracted the elite bandits, and Siz seized the opportunity to launch an attack, wounding many of them.

"Ugh...!"

Linta was secretly pleased, but he didn't get carried away. The Iron Teeth Gang had a lot of men, and if Captain Fies ordered them to cover his escape, he and Siz would probably be helpless.

Therefore, we immediately rushed towards the Fiss who had been knocked away. Only by completely subduing him could we capture the leader first!

However, something unexpected happened in Linta.

"Commander Fiss! You must leave now!"

A familiar voice came from above.

"Huh?" Lin Ta's expression tightened as he looked up.

"you……?"

The thief Maren, who should have escaped, appeared before them.

Linta was bewildered. What was going on? Why was he back? And what did he mean? Did I hear him correctly?

Despite the pain from Linta's punch, Fiss stood up again, his eyes still somewhat blurry as he looked at Namaren. He wasn't familiar with this guy, but he knew he was new to the team. But what was this guy doing?

Mullen took a deep breath and shouted again, "Everyone, run!"

As he spoke, he took out a bottle containing a purple liquid that swirled and churned within, seemingly undergoing some intense reaction.

Linta's eyes widened; he recognized the thing.

Even rarer than magical artifacts and potions are magic potions!

Lost in thought, Malen slammed down the magic potion in his hand.

This item does not require a container to explode upon impact with the ground. Simply apply magic to it from the outside, and the magic will explode the container, allowing the magical skills inside to be used in mid-air.

Malen used magic on the glass bottle containing the container, then threw it down. The magic tore the container apart in mid-air, and purple liquid gushed out. The power sealed within erupted with a deafening roar.

"boom!"

The purple smoke billowed and surged, enveloping the area hundreds of meters outside the Misty Swamp Mountain.

Moreover, this purple smoke possessed a hallucinatory power, causing Linta, who was within it, to become mentally confused and unable to concentrate.

Linta was completely dumbfounded. Where did Maren get such a powerful magic potion? And why did he help the Iron-Toothed Bandit Gang? Was what he said before a lie?

Why……?

……

"Cough!" "Cough...!"

After an unknown amount of time, the mesmerizing purple smoke finally dissipated.

On the battlefield, only Linta and Knight Siz remained, along with some boxes that the enemies were too lazy to take.

“They escaped… Damn it! Heh heh…” Sir Siz laughed angrily.

In that situation, neither friend nor foe could continue fighting. Both sides had no choice but to flee. However, the Iron Teeth Gang had a much easier time escaping. They were extremely familiar with the terrain of the Misty Swamp Mountains, far more so than Linta. Moreover, they usually lived amidst the mists of the Misty Swamp Mountains and were accustomed to this environment.

Linta and Siz knew their situation; staying put was safer than moving. If the enemy attacked, they could counterattack. But if they ran around recklessly in the purple smoke, they didn't know what would happen.

"This is at least a low-grade gold-level magic potion. They're really rich," Siz murmured.

Linta frowned. Could that guy, Maren, possibly have such a valuable, one-time-use item? Where did he get it? Who gave it to him?

No, the whole thing is wrong...