Nightmare Card House

In the VIP room of the Chamber of Commerce, an old man wearing a gray robe was sitting by the fire. He was rubbing a palm-sized rune in his hand, his eyes full of doubts.

Half of Artoli's body sank into the soft sofa, but he didn't feel comfortable now.

The vice president from the Notting City Mage Guild in front of him has been studying this amulet for half an hour.

"Master Ericson." Artoli's patience had almost worn away. He coughed slightly and broke the silence. "What do you think of this amulet?"

"talisman?"

"Oh, yes, the amulet." Master Erikson seemed to be awakened. He raised his head, put away the well-made amulet on his hand, shook his head and sighed: "I would like to ask, sir, where are you from? The amulet you got is very well made, and its superb manufacturing technology is comparable to that of top dwarf craftsmen."

Attolia could see these things without Erikson. He had to continue to ask: "I'm sorry, I can't provide the source of the talisman, but I heard that these talismans have special effects. They can cure the undead." It affects the living beings and makes the undead creatures fearful, so they dare not approach them, is that right?”

"Undead?" The smile on Erikson's face froze. He considered his words and said: "From the perspective of basic elements and basic magic construction, this rune does not have such effect.”

Attolia frowned, "You mean, this rune stone is completely useless? It is not a magic item or an alchemy item?"

"This... this is not necessarily..." There were faint stains of sweat on Erikson's forehead. He did not dare to speak too fully. "Although it does not have any magic fluctuations or mental fluctuations for the time being, it may also require some This amulet can reveal its texture only after some special conditions are triggered. To get the exact answer, I need to do more tests."

"When can you give me an answer?"

"The magicians' guild in this city has simple means, so I'm afraid it won't work. I hope to take it to the port area, where the magic research branch has higher technology and can conduct comprehensive research, analysis and investigation on the talisman..."

Which port area should we go to for inspection and analysis? This back and forth will delay at least a month. Can these chambers of commerce endure it? They had fallen out a long time ago!

"Okay..." Attolia shook his hand, and he felt even more irritated, "You go down first."

"No need to interrupt." Erikson stood up, but refused to put down the talisman in his hand easily. He hesitated and said, "Then can you lend me this talisman..."

"Take it back and study it. Don't leave Notting City. If you find anything, report it to me immediately."

"Thank you. I will notify you as soon as there is any news."

Watching Ericson leave, Attolia took out another amulet from his belt and played with it in his hand.

The sophistication of this amulet exceeded Erikson's expectations. It can even be described as a handicraft. Even if it is sold, it can fetch a lot of money.

Something like this would be of no use! ? Not a magic item or alchemy item?

How is it possible!

Attolia's eyelids twitched and he cursed in a low voice: "That bullshit Mages Guild can't even handle this. It's a bunch of trash! Useless things!"

"master."

A steward knocked lightly on the door and walked in from the door.

Attolia put away his anger and asked in a deep voice: "Well, here you go, how are you doing?"

"We have been contacted. Three certified D-level mercenary groups have accepted our offer and have now gone to the areas where the undead are infested to investigate. They will do their best to investigate the specific reasons for the appearance of the undead creatures. If there are no accidents, we will do so at sunset tomorrow. There will be detailed reports beforehand." The housekeeper paused and continued: "If the ability allows, they will try to completely eradicate the undead entrenched in the passage."

"very good."

Attolia nodded with satisfaction.

The official D-level mercenary group is not comparable to those ordinary miscellaneous troops.

Likewise, their expenses are not that high.

After spending so much money this time, there shouldn't be any problems.

Even though he thought so, Attolia still felt vaguely uneasy. He knocked on the small wooden table next to the sofa and said, "Find some people who are proficient in refining."

…

Just when Attolia was trying to analyze these runes, Fang Tian once again stepped into the shadow world from the real world.

Underfoot is a familiar and familiar desolate land.

Every time you enter the shadow world, you are at the same location you left last time.

This is one of the settings of the trial.

Traveling back and forth between reality and the shadow world consumes a lot of points. Currently, there is no source of income from points. For the time being, I can survive for a while relying on my previous reserves. If I continue, I am afraid I will not be able to support it. It seems that I have to hurry up. Just think of a way.

With his hands behind his back, Fang Tian raised his head and scanned the surrounding area.

It was past two o'clock in the morning, and the aura of the undead nearby had begun to gather, and a thin layer of undead mist had enveloped the upper swamp area.

The spread speed of the wasteland and the concentration speed of the undead aura are much slower than expected.

This situation surprised Fang Tian at first, but after thinking about it for a while, Fang Tian figured it out.

The wasteland card is the source of power. When I leave the shadow world, it is equivalent to cutting off the connection between the wasteland card and this wasteland. After losing the source of power, this wasteland can no longer spread and absorb energy.

Fang Tian made such a judgment in his mind, and at the same time controlled the spread of the wasteland, slowly spreading towards the inside of the swamp area.

From the map, there is a large uninhabited wasteland area behind the swamp area. When the wasteland completely controls the swamp area, Fang Tian plans to continue to push the wasteland to the wasteland behind.

Although the undead fog is relatively thin, some skeleton creatures are affected by some of the undead breath at this time, and they continue to stretch out white bone palms from the wasteland and gain new life.

They stagger around.

Fang Tian gathered about three or four hundred low-level skeletons nearby and gathered them all nearby.

The next step is to wait until the number of skeleton creatures gathers more.

Last time in the trial, time was tight and Fang Tian did not have enough time to do more tests on these undead creatures born from the wasteland.

Now, time is plenty.

What Fang Tian is most looking forward to is evolution. Through fighting and absorbing the breath of the undead, the undead creatures can get some evolution, so that they can evolve from ordinary skeletons to skeleton warriors and skeleton archers. So, if they absorb more breath, can they continue to evolve?

At present, the attributes of the skeleton archer are still not enough. If it can be replaced by a ghoul...

That seems to be quite good.

"Huh? What is that?"

Immersed in fantasy, Fang Tian suddenly noticed something, turned his head, and glanced at one side of the forest.