Nightmare Card House

This is...

Iron Man Puppet?

Holding a fireball card in his hand, Fang Tian felt troubled.

As far as the eye can see, there are about a dozen Iron Man puppets on the second floor. They block the passage to the third floor. It is too difficult to rush directly to them.

Is it necessary to slowly grind it through with the help of skeletal creatures?

Fang Tian gently clenched his fist, and the fireball flicked forward.

"Bang!"

The fireball hit the Iron Man puppet's chest and exploded into a ball of fireworks.

The Iron Man puppet shook its body a few times, staggered, and slowly approached Fang Tian's position.

Are the effects of magic cards so bad?

Fang Tian knew that creatures like the Iron Man Puppet had extremely high physical attack immunity, but he did not expect that even using the fireball card could not cause much damage to it.

I don't know how many floors there are upstairs. It is almost impossible to deal with these iron puppets in a short time. If you venture in, you will probably be trapped and die here.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Tian turned around and quickly retreated to the first floor as a last resort.

There are no alchemical creatures on the first floor, and the alchemical creatures on the second floor will not chase them down, so Fang Tian can take a breather temporarily.

To be on the safe side, Fang Tian was still prepared to summon a bunch of undead creatures, and then rely on the number of undead creatures to slowly crush them.

It just takes a long time to do so.

"Chick shouldn't have left here, right?"

Fang Tian muttered to himself and raised his hand to summon a skeleton.

Summoning skeletal creatures is a very boring thing. While summoning skeletal creatures, Fang Tian began to look around the room, wondering if he could find something useful on the first floor, such as a magic circle or something that might destroy the magic. The formation can try to stop those alchemical creatures on the second floor from working...

Unfortunately, apart from these corpses that had turned into withered bones, Fang Tian did not find anything similar to a magic circle.

"Huh?"

Under the light of the torch, Fang Tian saw a bag next to the body.

Fang Tian took out a book from the bag, wiped the dust off the closed book, summoned the skeleton with one hand, and started reading slowly.

"Oh? Diary?"

…

On the top floor of the Holy Tower, Chike sat in front of the window. Through the window, he looked at the slightly exposed morning light outside and sighed softly.

"You can't go back... I advised you not to do this..." Chike said to himself, sighing, he gently rubbed a letter in his hand, his eyes showing longing.

This trace of longing was quickly covered up, Chike's expression returned to calmness, he slowly turned his head and looked towards the entrance.

"Chike, hiding in this place is really easy for me to find."

Fang Tian appeared at the door.

It took a lot of effort from Fang Tian to deal with those alchemical creatures along the way. Fortunately, the alchemical bodies on most floors here have lost their ability. Only a few floors are still running and attacking enemies who invade the holy tower. Otherwise, just relying on It would take more time for him to reach the top by himself.

"Fang Tian, ​​it's you, why are you here? I think our deal has been completed." A smile appeared on Chike's face and he waved his hand, "Hey, let me explain in advance, there is no reward for finding me here. "

Fang Tian looked at Chike and walked in from the door, "Chike, I didn't come to you to ask for a reward. Time was a bit tight, so I spoke directly. I ran into a little trouble."

"Ahem, Fang Tian, ​​we will all run into trouble. Your troubles don't seem to have anything to do with me."

"No, it's related." Fang Tian stared at Chike, "I think we can cooperate."

"Hahaha, Fang Tian, ​​you are really serious." Chike laughed, "Cooperation? Why should I cooperate with you? What else do you have that is worthy of my cooperation?"

"Lin."

Upon hearing this name, the smile on Chike's face immediately disappeared, "What did you say?"

"Lin, as the leader of the Knights, this time I was ordered by the king to investigate the Holy Tower." Fang Tian looked at Chike, "You came here to find her, right?"

Chike was silent for a moment, seemingly acquiescing, and asked, "How did you know?"

Fang Tian took out the diary found from the first floor from his pocket and threw it towards Chike.

Chike reached out and took the notebook into his hand, flipping through it quickly.

This notebook was accidentally found on the first floor last night. It is a diary belonging to the adjutant of the Knights. It records some important events. The second half is a description of the operation, including the trust in the Knight Commander- Some descriptions of Lin.

Lin is called a divine messenger by the adjutant in this diary.

This means Lin is also a trialist.

"So that's it. Did you associate it with that necklace?" Chike flipped through the second half of the diary hastily and threw it aside.

There was nothing worthy of Cheek's attention.

Fang Tian nodded and said: "Yes, that's it. I've always been wondering why you chose to come here. Now I know, for Lin, who is she?"

"Shh." Chike stretched out his finger and put it in front of his mouth, "It's not important, Fang Tian."

"Okay, that's not the point. According to what the notebook says, this is a trap? So, Lin is dead, right?"

Chike's expression was unusually calm, showing no emotion. There was no emotion in his tone, "Yes, she is dead."

"Maybe I can help you, maybe I can resurrect her? With the power of cards?"

"resurrection?"

Chike looked at Fang Tian, ​​and then burst into laughter, "Fang Tian, ​​I don't know if you are confident or arrogant. You don't even know who the enemy you are about to face is, but you want to fight with me." Cooperation, okay, even if I really want to find someone to cooperate, why should I cooperate with you? With your mere two-star spiritual brand strength?

Fang Tian stretched out his hand, and a card appeared in his palm.

Looking at the card, Chike raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised, but it was just an accident.

"As a junior trialist who has just joined the card hall for less than half a year, to be able to get this card..." Chike's mouth curled up slightly, "Okay, Fang Tian, ​​I admit that you have something. But this is not enough.”

"Don't worry, in future cooperation, I can prove to you my ability. It's not a loss for you, is it?"

"Hey, you are really talking to yourself. Whether you lose money or not is not your decision." Chike shook his head, looking a little helpless, "Well, tell me first, what kind of trouble did you encounter? What do you want? Want something from me."

"I killed Heather, the owner of the museum."