Nightmare Card House

The desolate land was filled with strange undead fog.

After the group had completely left, a hole suddenly appeared in the space.

Fang Tian seemed to be squeezed out of the space.

Landed.

Looking around, Fang Tian stretched his muscles.

Very good, those undead mages have completely left, and no one has noticed him now.

Similarly, in this case, he has no way out.

Fang Tian didn't think he could leave this desolate land by relying on his own strength under this situation.

Unless, he can get rid of these wooden boxes.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Tian walked forward slowly.

The undead pressure was exerted on him, gradually increasing.

Fang Tian frowned.

This pressure radiated out from the boxes.

This kind of power is hard to describe, like a huge repulsive force, like the two poles of a magnet, the closer to the box, the stronger the pressure.

So...

Why does this kind of pressure occur? Is it related to mental power?

Fang Tian thought while moving forward.

Fang Tian stopped at a distance of about 120 meters from the black box.

He had reached his limit.

There seemed to be a solid wall of air blocking him in front of him, blocking him outside the wall.

Fang Tian more or less sensed that something was wrong.

Compared with the time when his mental power was at its lowest point, his mental power was now about 70% to 80%, but compared with the time before, the pressure he felt was the same.

In other words, the pressure he received had nothing to do with his own mental strength.

Since it had nothing to do with mental strength, why were the two seventh-level necromancers able to get closer?

It didn't seem right. Thinking back carefully to that time, it seemed that the person closest to the black box at that time was not the two seventh-level necromancers, but the middle-aged uncle with a stubbled beard.

'How strange...'

Fang Tian narrowed his eyes, as if he realized something, and he stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

The three corpse ghosts behind him flew forward at the same time.

Seeing the actions of the three corpse ghosts, Fang Tian raised his eyebrows.

The three corpse ghosts actually rushed forward easily, and were not bounced away until they were 80 or 90 meters away from the black box.

It seems that my guess was correct.

Recalling the situation at that time, almost all the undead summoning creatures could reach a distance of about 100 meters from the black box.

In this case...

In other words, the fluctuation is not aimed at the mental power, but at the body.

The undead breath fluctuations released by the box, his body was repelled by the undead fluctuations.

Fang Tian thought about it and tried to understand the generation of repulsion from the essence.

Although he roughly understood the principle, how to solve the dilemma in front of him?

Got it!

Fang Tian's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand, and the breath of death appeared in the palm of his hand and lingered in the palm of his hand.

Under Fang Tian's control, the breath of death slowly wrapped around his whole body along the palm of his hand.

At this time, Fang Tian looked like he was shrouded in a layer of black fog.

According to the previous guess, if the cause of the repulsive force is the breath, then using the breath of death to cover the body, in this way, perhaps the black box can be deceived.

In short, give it a try first.

While controlling the breath of death, Fang Tian took a step forward.

It really works!

This conclusion confirmed Fang Tian's guess.

After walking forward for nearly thirty or forty meters, Fang Tian stopped again.

Although the pressure and obstacles he received have been reduced a lot compared to before, as he went deeper, the pressure he received would increase exponentially with every few steps forward.

About seventy meters away, this has reached the limit.

At least it shows that his guess is right.

It seems that only that method can be used.

Fang Tian sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand, and a dark card appeared in his palm, rising into the air and spinning rapidly.

The space was cut, and the strong breath of death spread all around.

Fang Tian frowned again.

It didn't work?

In Fang Tian's understanding, the desolate and corrupted land is similar to a special space, summoning a special environment space from the card.

This special space can shield many special powers.

But this time Fang Tian miscalculated, and the desolate and corrupted land he summoned had no effect on this kind of pressure.

No problem.

If this trick doesn't work, there is another trick!

Fang Tian slowly raised his hand and pointed his palm at the black box in the distance.

Even if there is no way to really get the box, he can at least temporarily seal the box into the card.

After all, the changes in this swamp area are caused by these boxes. As long as these boxes are temporarily sealed into the card, this wasteland will be restored to its original state.

By then, the problem of Notting City will be solved, and as for how to really get the box later, we can think of a way later!

Fang Tian planned very well, but unfortunately he didn't expect that things would go beyond his expectations again.

Under the influence of the special position, the expansion limit of the wasteland is closer than Fang Tian expected.

The entire summoned special wasteland card space is centered on Fang Tian, ​​with a radius of about 60 meters.

Fang Tian could only watch the black box, which was only ten meters away from the space.

Only ten meters away!

In a short moment, the duration of the card space summoning expired, and the entire space dissipated.

"Damn it!"

Fang Tian cursed in a low voice.

Then, his body relaxed, the aura of death that enveloped him receded, and a strong repulsive force came, blowing Fang Tian backwards.

"Bang!"

After landing, Fang Tian was blown a hundred meters away.

The fall was not too heavy, after all, his body had been transformed by the immortal card, and the desolate land under his feet was not as hard as ordinary rock ground.

Fang Tian looked up at the sky covered by the undead mist.

It was out of control.

This is interesting.

Fortunately, Fang Tian has always had the habit of having a backup plan.

The worst situation is just like now, even with the power of the wasteland card, he can't seal these boxes.

In this way, he will not be completely trapped here. He has tried it before. He can still use the portal card in this place to return to the card hall, and he doesn't have to stay here and waste time, or even starve to death here.

Moreover, Fang Tian had already traveled back and forth between Notting City and Harbor City, and transported a batch of purple crystal energy back to Notting City.

At least within this week, the energy supply of the magic tower in Notting City is still sufficient.

In addition, Joyce's necromancers found the artifact here. Even if they returned empty-handed this time, they would definitely come here again next time. Even if he did nothing, they could find a way to get these black boxes...

While thinking, Fang Tian recovered some strength. He stretched out his hand to support the ground and stood up again.

However, it was really unpleasant to not be able to get the good things in front of you...

Fang Tian stretched out his hand and turned over a card. His current state was not good. He was going to go back to rest and think carefully to see if he could think of any way to break through.

At least, compared with those necromancers, he still had enough time advantage.

He could think of a way before those necromancers and put these black boxes in his pocket first.