Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 762: Chapter 245: The White Family’s Fox Immortal Statue_3

The farther they walked, the more complex the curse inscriptions on the rock wall became.

It was almost to the extent that if one looked carefully, one would feel a swelling in the head.

Those curses already contained super tier runes that surpassed common knowledge.

In the East Continent, it could almost be said that such relics had never appeared before.

Vera Williams marveled as she watched, “Just these curses alone, if the scholars at the Card Master Academy knew about them, they would surely go mad with joy…”

Leonard Churchill also felt that a place that sealed such “contaminants” would definitely have some sort of traps and dangerous restrictions.

But nothing abnormal had happened on their way so far.

There weren’t even any monsters.

After walking several hundred meters down the winding underground passage without any forks in the road, they finally saw something unique.

The four of them stopped.

In addition to the curses, the tunnel here had two carved statues of fox-headed human figures.

Upon closer examination, the sculptures were lifelike, with very fine details in the fur.

After looking for a while, they almost seemed to be two living creatures standing quietly on both sides of the corridor.

Leonard Churchill observed the surroundings closely.

At that moment, Vera Williams also felt that the two fox statues looked very familiar and said, “This seal might indeed be created by the ancestors of the White Family. I had a classmate from the White Family back at the academy, and they were adept at all sorts of strange divine secret skills. One classmate, after performing God Summoning, would take the form of a ‘Fox Immortal.’ Although there’s some difference from these two statues, they should come from the same source.”

As she spoke, she seemed to think of something, and her cheeks became slightly flushed.

“Hmm.”

Leonard Churchill listened and nodded his head.

He had previously encountered a descendant of the White Family in the relics of Summer Shepherd City, Vivian White, who was adept at controlling snakes and worms.

Her methods were indeed different from those of a typical card master.

As he was pondering the special purpose of these two god statues being placed here, Elder Clinton, who had been silent for a while, sighed in admiration, “Such a clever arrangement… Utilizing the natural forces of the mine vein to gather energy, maintaining the operation of this restriction for thousands of years. Unfortunately, it had already been damaged before.”

Leonard Churchill had grown accustomed to these sudden bursts of knowledge.

The old man’s memory seemed to be a conditioned reflex, only recalling related matters when encountering certain situations.

With that, Elder Clinton, completely unaware of any danger, led Pigeon through between the two fox statues.

Leonard Churchill, seeing Elder Clinton, who usually lagged behind, leading the way, followed with Vera Williams.

This “human-shaped mine detector” wouldn’t choose a path that harbored fatal dangers.

Just as the four of them passed the god statues, they didn’t notice the eye sockets of the statues suddenly lit up with a red glow.

…

The corridor was still a corridor.

But it became quieter and quieter.

This was the deep underground, and all around, they could no longer hear any noise.

Only the sound of their footsteps and breathing.

And the faint light of their prospecting lamps illuminated just a small patch of ground in front of each person.

However, as they continued walking, Leonard Churchill discovered that it wasn’t just the absence of sound; their field of vision was also increasingly restricted.

The darkness seemed to have become a light-swallowing monster, engulfing even the lamp light.

Previously, one lamp could clearly illuminate all four people in a row.

Elder Clinton, Pigeon, Vera Williams…

And lastly, Leonard Churchill.

Suddenly, out of the blue, Leonard Churchill could only see the back of Vera Williams in front of him.

And the light was getting dimmer, as if darkness was forcing its way into the lamp.

Not only that, but he could no longer hear sounds from the outside.

All that remained were his own increasingly clear breathing and heartbeat.

It was then that Leonard Churchill realized in surprise that he had fallen victim to it without noticing, thinking to himself, “Eh… Have my vision and hearing been stripped away?”

But considering the cleverness of this relic’s restrictions, it was expected to be affected, and it would have been strange not to be.

Vision and hearing are the main sensory means by which humans perceive the outside world. Once stripped away, it’s easiest to produce illusions.

In an absolutely quiet environment, you might doubt whether you are hallucinating when you speak, or if you really said anything.

That feeling can evoke the most primal fear in the depths of a human soul.

What you think in your mind will be magnified infinitely in such an environment.

With that thought flashing by, Leonard Churchill realized he could no longer see anything ahead.

However, he could still sense the “air” of the three people ahead of him.

“This corridor really isn’t that simple…”

When Leonard Churchill had visited Upper State Prison before, he had encountered similar restrictions, so he wasn’t panicked.

With Elder Clinton around, it probably wasn’t fatal.

As he was thinking about whether to alert those ahead, suddenly his heart “thumped” and raced a few times, and his entire spirit wavered.

“Caught in an illusion technique?”

Leonard Churchill’s Mental Power was very sensitive by now, and he was very familiar with the feeling as if his Mental Power was being disrupted.

But he had not noticed any Enlightenment, meaning, he had fallen prey to it without any guard.

“So, what kind of illusion technique is it?”

There was a bit of concern in Leonard Churchill’s mind, but more curiosity.

About a dozen “himselfs” were all guessing.

He was prepared to face all sorts of terrifying images,

but suddenly, one of the “himselfs” became agitated: “Tsk, tsk… This feeling is wonderful.”

It was then that Leonard Churchill understood the function of the previous two fox god statues.

Was that Mental illusion designed to evoke one of human’s innate desires – lust?

However, unfortunately, that was where his resistance was strongest.

He had previously practiced the ‘Void Moon Mind’ of the Silver Moon Sect, mainly focused on the Pleasure Secret Art.

In Leonard Churchill’s mind, about a dozen thoughts focused on the agitated one among them, and some charmingly enticing scenes emerged.