Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 270 Godhead
The moment this conjecture was uttered, everyone's expression changed.

They had never heard of a single field card covering such a large area and having such a lasting effect.

And the ability to absorb spiritual energy sounds incredibly overpowered.

"Is this...is this real?" Many people's voices were filled with confusion.

“Very likely,” Zhang Jingtian said calmly. “Otherwise, the current situation cannot be explained.”

At that moment, an evil laugh echoed above them.

That voice came from the leader of Darkmoon, one of the few top card makers in the world.

Zhang Jingtian was somewhat relieved that this guy hadn't gone any further and upgraded to a god-level card maker.

Otherwise, even if all of them attacked together, they wouldn't be a match for this guy.

"You're all very clever. The entire Dark Moon is covered by my arena card. Every time you mobilize your mental energy here, its consumption increases, and it will only increase. Before long, your mental energy will be exhausted, and you'll become a bunch of powerless trash!"

Of course, the effect will disappear immediately once you leave this land. I don't want to kill you all, and I know that you are all elites from your own countries. Killing you like this would be too cruel.

"You can leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened."

The other person's tone was extremely arrogant. However, if what he said was true, then this group of people indeed had no chance of winning against him.

At that moment, everyone fell silent.

However, soon one of the card makers raised his arm and shouted, "So what? We just need to kill you before our mental energy runs out!"

"Letting you live will only lead to more deaths! You bastard who sold your soul!"

The voice appeared just in time, instantly bringing some of the wavering people back to their senses.

They absolutely cannot be lenient; how many innocent people have been harmed in Dark Moon?

If they can't resolve this, then Dark Moon will only grow stronger.

At that time, their homeland will probably become Darkmoon territory.

Therefore, at this point, they must persevere.

"Very well, very interesting. I love opponents like you who put up such a desperate fight. Otherwise, what would be the point of me becoming so strong? I want to see you slowly tortured to death and worn down by my hands!"

"Take care of them first!"

After they finished speaking, a huge vortex appeared in the sky above their heads, and then four creatures that were neither human nor inhuman and looked extremely ugly appeared.

They were the leader's four former protectors.

However, they have now been corrupted by the Scourge, the legion that made a pact with them, and have become half-human, half-demon beings, looking particularly disgusting.

"Sigh," Ryota Nakajima sighed upon seeing them, "I've heard of these four guardians before. I heard they are the four most powerful and beautiful card makers in Dark Moon."

I never imagined they would turn out like this.

Yes, when Zhang Jingtian looked at these four guys, it was like seeing a rotting wild boar, a butterfly covered in maggots, a griffin made of bones, and a black bear with three heads.

Their mere presence does indeed create a strong sense of oppression.

It's just a feeling that makes your throat tighten and makes you want to vomit.

The four monsters had lost all their luster; clearly, they had all lost consciousness.

Even when Zhang Jingtian looked at them, what was displayed was no longer the level of a card maker, but the quality of heroic spirits.

This means they have been completely possessed and transformed into the Scourge Legion. Without exception, they all possess the power of the Black Card.

Although everyone knew they should conserve their strength to deal with the Darkmoon leader.

But these four guys all have black cards, so they can't just ignore them.

Therefore, at this moment, a group of people had no choice but to use all their strength to deal with them.

Since Zhang Jingtian didn't need to hold back his strength, and his mental energy was inexhaustible, he directly used all six of his divine cards.

Ryota Nakajima, standing to the side, was clearly unaware of the secret behind it all. He only saw Zhang Jingtian use all his strength without saying a word, and he was filled with mixed emotions.

After all, not everyone can be as selfless as Zhang Jingtian.

Daheitian sneered, looking at the wild boar charging towards her with disdain:
"What a filthy thing! How dare you offend me!"

Her appearance was indeed extremely luxurious.

It has three heads and six arms, and each hand holds a weapon of unknown purpose.

The ground beneath her feet began to rot rapidly as soon as she stood there.

If they hadn't witnessed with their own eyes that Daheitian was summoned by Zhang Jingtian, they would have all thought she was from the Scourge Legion.

The oppressive aura she exuded made it hard to believe she was just a gold card holder.

Even when facing the black card's wild boar, Daheitian showed no fear.

After all, they are gods. Although they have not recovered all their divine power, their divine nature remains.

The greatest advantage of divinity is its instantaneous deterrent power.

In a game, this would be an instantaneous and irresistible form of crowd control.

When Mahakala glared at the wild boar, a myriad of phenomena appeared behind her.

The wild boar shuddered and immediately knelt down.

In that instant, the other card makers seized the opportunity and began to attack the wild boar together.

She casually uttered a spell, and a thunderbolt struck.

Ryota Nakajima, who was standing to the side, was stunned.

To be honest, Zhang Jingtian's spirit is truly extraordinary.

If it weren't for the current special circumstances, he would definitely have been arrested and thoroughly investigated by the Card Makers Association.

Now, he could only tell himself that Zhang Jingtian was an important force in dealing with the Scourge, and no matter how much he performed beyond expectations, he should be respected and understood.

At that moment, the griffin took flight, grabbed several card makers, and instantly threw them to the ground, killing them with a violent crash.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jingtian frowned. He then saw the Lord of the Corpse Forest shout loudly, and a giant white skeletal hand burst from the ground and grabbed the griffin in the air.

Both were skeletons, but the Lord of the Corpse Forest was clearly of a higher rank, and the griffin that was caught by it had no way to resist.

Once it was forced to land, it lost its advantage in aerial combat and was immediately surrounded by a group of heroic spirits, after which it gradually stopped breathing.

At this moment, the leader of the Dark Moon finally noticed Zhang Jingtian.

(End of this chapter)