Nightmare Card House

However, what surprised Fang Tian even more was yet to come.

When the old man was less than sixty or seventy meters away from the boxes, his speed suddenly slowed down.

Then, the old man's figure appeared in the air and stopped for a visible time.

The stop lasted for another half a second.

The old man's face changed slightly.

Then, the old man flew backwards, and he retreated hundreds of meters before he barely stopped.

Everyone gasped.

What's going on? !

Standing still, his feet firmly rooted in the desolate land, the old man frowned.

The pressure emanating from the box was too strong, and even he had no way to resist it completely.

The closer he got to the boxes, the stronger the pressure level released. In the last few dozen meters, the pressure doubled.

Although the one-minute time was not up yet, the old man really couldn't think of any way to cross this distance.

After thinking for a while, the old man shook his head and simply stepped back.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you all."

Facing the solemn gazes of the crowd, the old man sighed and said, "I failed and failed to get those boxes. I want to remind you that the pressure of the undead is much stronger than I thought."

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Joyce was shocked and whispered, "Even the old man can't bear that kind of pressure? Who else can do it? Isn't it going to be wiped out this time?"

Anna heard Joyce's words, frowned slightly, and whispered, "What are you talking about? That's Mr. Gu, don't talk nonsense, be careful not to offend him."

Joyce shrank his neck, and then said, "There are not many undead objects with such strong pressure, right? Anna, do you know what that thing is?"

Anna closed her lips tightly and shook her head.

"You don't even know what that is, let alone these people. I think we're going to be wiped out this time."

"That's not necessarily the case." Fang Tian thought, "Wait a little longer. Maybe I just suffered a loss because I was not careful. They have studied the necromancy for most of their lives, and they can still live happily under the stranglehold of the Holy Court. These people are more or less capable, not as simple as they look."

A strange color flashed in Anna's beautiful eyes, and she glanced at Fang Tian.

"Hey, Fang Tian, ​​what you said is right." Joyce agreed, and then his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the arrogant young man who had been following behind them without saying a word, and said, "Anyway, I don't want this treasure anymore. I don't have the strength. But you can try, Ezel."

"Hmph!" Ezel snorted lightly and ignored Joyce.

Joyce shrugged, and he was telling the truth. He had no intention of this treasure at all. He just wanted to watch the fun and stab the arrogant Ezel to make a fool of himself.

In fact, Fang Tian really wanted to try it, but due to the rules set before and so many people watching, Fang Tian could only choose to wait.

"Then it's my turn."

The second-ranked necromancer was very consistent with Fang Tian's subconscious impression of necromancers.

Gray-black skin, about fifty years old, rarely speaks, and exudes a dark aura all over his body.

Even through the white pupils, Fang Tian can see the subtle breath of death surrounding him.

"He is Edward." Joyce whispered, "Do you know the ancestor of vampires? He is a branch of that lineage and has a strong talent for controlling blood."

Vampire?

That kind of creature is also a branch of the undead system.

Fang Tian cast his eyes on Edward.

Just like the old man before, each person only had one minute, and Edward quickly flew towards the boxes.

Then, the speed gradually slowed down.

Perhaps with the old man's previous experience, this time Edward stopped about a hundred meters away from the box.

He did not attack in one go, but chose to take steady steps and step forward step by step.

Fang Tian could hear the heavy breathing of the nearby mage apprentices.

Every step Edward took seemed to affect everyone's heart.

"Tsk, the atmosphere is so tense." Joyce pouted on the side.

The speed gradually slowed down, until Edward could no longer take the next step when he was only thirty or forty meters in front of the box.

It seemed that he had reached his limit.

"Still not working?" Joyce said softly, "Not optimistic..."

The two highest-level seventh-level mages on the scene both returned in defeat, which was a bit disappointing.

"No, it's not over yet."

As soon as Fang Tian finished speaking, Edward, who was on the desolate land, suddenly stretched out his hand.

The death breath in his hand condensed into a corpse, condensed into a roaring venomous snake, and rushed forward.

The venomous snake was also affected by the pressure of the undead, but not as much as imagined. It rushed forward quickly and wrapped around the box.

Everyone's expression changed at the same time.

Is there a chance? !

Then, Edward flicked his wrist and pulled the box back.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the transformed black snake could no longer withstand the breath of the undead and exploded, but it had completed its mission!

Being pulled, the black box flew towards Edward's palm.

"Amazing! Can it be like this!?" Joyce's tone was full of surprise.

Edward provided everyone with a new idea. Since they couldn't get it, they should find a way to get it over here!

However, the next moment, before Joyce could cheer, Edward's expression suddenly changed!

Along with the box, there was also a strong pressure.

Edward only felt a strong pressure coming towards his chest along with the box. The pressure on his body increased sharply, and the whole person flew backwards uncontrollably and landed hundreds of meters away.

"Bang!"

The box fell to the ground and rolled less than half a meter on the ground.

What a pity.

Everyone showed a look of regret.

Edward's idea was very good, but it was a pity that he miscalculated a little. The source of the pressure came from the black box.

The two strongest seventh-level mages couldn't take down the black box in succession, and the pressure on the rest of the people doubled.

Next, everyone tried every possible way, including summoning, dispelling magic, and some even tried to attack the box directly.

In short, after three rounds, everyone ended up in failure.

Unexpectedly, a group of people came over aggressively, and the final outcome was like this.

The treasure was clearly in front of them, but they could see it but couldn't eat it, and everyone felt very frustrated.

The old man sighed and said, "I can't think of a solution for now, so why not give the opportunity to these young people, maybe we can get some inspiration from it."