Nightmare Card House

Seeing that a week has passed, Cui Minghui's death did not cause much sensation, although Fang Tian clearly noticed that the owner was still secretly investigating and had already suspected Amanda.

With Amanda attracting the owner's attention, Fang Tian can now think about what to do next.

Next, Fang Tian prepared a strategy for awakening the Twilight Pavilion copy. As his spiritual mark improved, he began to consume more soul cards every day. In a week, he had almost used up all the soul cards.

As for the advanced trial, Fang Tian rejected the good intentions of Liu Wenjun's team and planned to wait for a while.

It has not been condensed into a two-star spiritual mark yet, and Fang Tian plans to wait until he successfully condenses a two-star spiritual mark before trying the advanced trial.

Moreover, Fang Tian decided to conduct an advanced trial alone.

The reason is very simple. The reward for participating in the advanced trial for the first time will be greatly increased, and if it is conducted by a single player, the reward will be increased even more.

Last time Xue Yang participated in the advanced trial for the first time, he revealed a high-value ritual card, so Fang Tian naturally would not give up this opportunity.

Everything was ready, and just when Fang Tian was thinking about brushing up the copy of the House of Twilight first, Fang Tian suddenly felt a faint beating feeling in the palm of his hand.

Huh? What's going on? This is the first time a wasteland card has mutated in the real world.

Fang Tian looked around cautiously, then calmly stretched out his hand and looked at the mark on his palm.

The card of Abandoned Corpses appeared in the palm of my hand.

It glowed faintly in the palm of my hand, flickering in and out.

what happened?

Fang Tian frowned, feeling a familiar wave emanating from the card.

The feeling of that breath is very much like the gray breath of death encountered in the wasteland card.

The gray aura visible to the naked eye lingers around the card, and there seems to be more and more of it.

If you continue like this, your breath will be noticed by others.

Fang Tian quickly took back the wasteland card in his hand.

"Boss, this is the ledger from the past two days."

The mouse happened to come over and came up to check Fang Tian's account.

At this point, Mouse is very professional. The trialists who help collect cards are all members of the group. Through this business, each of them can get about a hundred points as a reward. For this reason, Mouse also I made a serious account of it.

"I have something to take care of, and I'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

Fang Tian waved his hand, stood up and left the card hall. He didn't want to expose his biggest trump card in front of everyone.

He needed to figure out quickly what happened to the abandoned corpse card.

Outside the street, walking into a deserted corner, Fang Tian looked around cautiously, and then took out the wasteland card.

Waves of dark aura are constantly emanating from the wasteland card. It has not weakened at all compared to before, but has intensified.

What's going on in the venue card?

Fang Tian felt something was not good. Thinking about it, he reached out and touched the five-pointed star mark on the card, teleporting it into the field card.

"Swift!"

A dark light flashed through, and Fang Tian suddenly disappeared around the corner of the street.

Entering the wasteland card range, Fang Tian frowned.

It’s Cui Minghui!

Is he dead?

This week, Fang Tian would enter the venue card every night to check Cui Minghui's status. However, Cui Minghui's vitality was so tenacious that it was terrifying. Even though the curse had completely dissolved his body, only a head was left there. He can still talk.

In fact, since the day before yesterday, the giant centipede guarding Cui Minghui has disappeared. Cui Minghui only has a head with closed eyes. His body has been completely rotten, even the bones have been corroded, and only a pool of water is left. Blackwater.

But Fang Tian has always been extremely wary of Cui Minghui. He was worried that Cui Minghui might fake his death and wanted to trick him into getting closer.

For safety reasons, Fang Tian kept waiting and never went up to carefully investigate Cui Minghui's situation.

To this day, Cui Minghui has completely turned into a ball of smelly black water under the curse.

"It's really troublesome to waste my cards on a dead person."

Fang Tian took out a card from his hand.

Card - Pot of Evil.

Dark souls were drawn into the card from the pool of black blood.

After death, the soul has no bearing. Cui Minghui's soul is trapped in the wasteland environment and cannot leave, and is easily absorbed by the Pot of Evil.

After doing this, Fang Tian felt a stone falling in his heart.

Cui Minghui's trouble was finally solved for the time being.

He raised his head and looked around again.

What's going on? Why is the entire abandoned corpse card environment filled with such a strong aura of death?

On the wasteland, the solid black breath of death is constantly seeping out from the land, and the speed of breath generation has increased dozens of times compared to before.

Unable to find a breakthrough, the black aura entrenched itself in this space.

It was as if the entire wasteland card was a container, and the aura of death inside had filled the entire space, to the point where it could no longer hold any more aura of death.

Is that why the aura escapes from the card like just now?

What causes this anomaly?

Cui Minghui’s death?

Fang Tian lowered his head again and looked at the puddle of black juice that Cui Minghui had turned into.

What is that? What's inside?

There seemed to be something shimmering with silvery white luster in the thick black juice.

Fang Tian was extremely surprised. He tried to squat down and try to push away the black smelly juice. However, when his hand was about to touch it, a silver light flashed.

"Buzz!"

Instantly, the silver ripples visible to the naked eye spread out from the light spot.

Fang Tian only felt a buzzing sound in his brain. Before he realized what was happening, he was lifted up by an extremely powerful force and flew backwards.

Bang!

Fang Tian fell on the soft black soil and had a splitting headache!

He only felt the world shaking in front of him, filled with tinnitus. He knocked his head hard, and the buzzing sound in his head gradually subsided.

What on earth is that?

Silver crystal?

Due to the touch just now, the black juice around the silver crystal has completely dispersed.

Raising his head, Fang Tian can clearly see an egg-sized silver crystal lying quietly on the black land not far away.

Even though he was more than ten meters away, Fang Tian could clearly feel the energy fluctuations emanating from the silver crystal.

Fang Tian narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. What surprised him even more was that the crystal was gradually blending into the black wasteland under his feet at an extremely slow speed. A small part of the crystal had already been blended into the black wasteland.

Yes!

It was blending!

Perhaps it was due to Fang Tian's unintentional test just now that the speed of the blending became faster in vain.

The wasteland under his feet began to tremble faintly...