I'm trapped in a cube

After hearing Wang Chuan's precise instructions, Mo Ling quickly scanned the place Wang Chuan mentioned.

"The projection point directly below... then a radius of twenty meters, that's about it... four raised earth mounds..."

"Really?"

On top of the ruins, there were actually four conspicuous raised mounds of earth. No one knew when they appeared there, but they looked extremely special among the ruins full of metal fragments.

"destroy."

Mo Ling did not hesitate and immediately followed Wang Chuan's instructions and teleported directly to those mounds of earth.

After the transmission, Mo Ling belatedly began to have doubts.

"What are these four dirt bags for?"

Wang Chuan seemed to have guessed the doubts in his heart, and that familiar voice sounded again...

"Although fertile soil is strong, its flaws are also extremely obvious. If you break the soil it creates, all interference and influence will no longer exist."

Wang Chuan's voice slowly spoke into Mo Ling's ears. Mo Ling seemed to have really seen the life of the holder of the fertile soil, and saw his tragic life of being defeated by the heavenly soldiers and becoming nutrients.

After listening to this detailed explanation, Mo Ling finally understood why Wang Chuan asked him to destroy those mounds of earth.

Because that is the lifeblood of fertile soil. Once damaged, the influence of fertile soil will dissipate on its own.

If the fertile soil ability is a kind of formation, then those earth bags are the core of the formation. Once they are broken, the formation loses its effect.

After destroying those earth mounds, Mo Ling suddenly felt his body lighten, and the strange feeling of stagnation disappeared instantly. He accelerated and flew through the air again.

At the same time, Wang Chuan's voice sounded again...

"You have cracked the fertile soil ability. With the battle mechanism of the Heavenly Soldiers, it will restrain you again, because what it wants is not to kill the enemy, but you. Its purpose is to use you as nourishment."

"Next, it will most likely use the empty vine."

"The ability of the empty vines appeared in the 147th generation of survivors. The holder has the ability to turn the air into hard vines, which are hard to defend against."

"The Heavenly Soldiers know that you can't attack if you can't see, so they will use this ability against you."

"After being attacked by the fertile soil, you will develop a mental inertia and think that this is also some kind of domain ability, thus ignoring the air around you, and the heavenly soldiers can use this to trap you..."

Wang Chuan analyzed Tianbing's thoughts thoroughly.

Sure enough, before he finished his words, Mo Ling felt his movements stagnate again, as if he was entangled by some invisible thing, and that thing was getting tighter and tighter, completely binding him in place.

"Empty Vine, turning the air into vines, it really is like this..."

Mo Ling sighed in his heart that Wang Chuan actually guessed it right.

"This man must know a lot about the Heavenly Soldiers!"

He knows almost every ability, and can tell the origins of these abilities and remember the holders of each ability. This is definitely not something an ordinary person can do. He must have stayed in this city for a long time, or he must have specially investigated the inside story of this city.

If Wang Chuan had not told him the characteristics of this ability, Mo Ling would never have guessed it. After several previous restraints, he would definitely look for external signs of ability and would not realize that these restraints on him came from the air itself. Just as Wang Chuan said, this is a kind of thinking inertia. Normal people will follow the "guidance" of the heavenly soldiers and fall into the trap of judging ability.

Once a wrong judgment is made, it is difficult to crack these attacks...

Thinking of this, Mo Ling was about to use teleportation to expel the air around his body and untie the restraints when he heard Wang Chuan's instructions.

"Let the empty vines entangle you first. This ability will take some time to take effect. Pretend to struggle first. This can buy a lot of time. During this time, the heavenly soldiers will not use other attacks."

After hearing Wang Chuan's instructions, Mo Ling quickly gave up the idea of ​​untying the restraints and began to pretend to struggle as he said.

Sure enough, the effect of this empty vine's ability was not immediate. The air around him needed to go through a "transformation" process from soft to hard. Although the empty vine was still getting tighter and tighter, it also gave him time to breathe.

"I need some time too. Don't worry. I'll find its location soon."

Wang Chuan calmly comforted Mo Ling.

Hearing his calm voice, Mo Ling's anxious heart suddenly calmed down a lot. With such an "intelligence master" guiding him, he didn't have to use his brain. He just needed to follow the instructions to resolve the attacks one by one. At this time, the seemingly invincible heavenly soldiers seemed to have many flaws.

Mo Ling waited patiently while pretending to struggle and shaking his body constantly. As expected, the empty vine became tighter and tighter. It seemed that many tiny tendrils had grown on the originally thick vine branches, and began to spread along the gap created by Mo Ling's struggle, filling the gap.

The restraint this time was different from the previous ones. Mo Ling could really feel the "huge force" of the restraint. He felt as if he was going against the entire atmosphere when he struggled, as if he had become the hemisphere in the Magdeburg hemisphere experiment, being held down by the huge atmospheric pressure, and the force was still increasing.

If you didn’t know that this was an “empty vine”, you would really think it was some kind of “supreme power”.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Wang Chuan never spoke again, but Mo Ling was not in a hurry.

Although the power of this empty vine was strong, it seemed unable to hurt his body. As Wang Chuan had guessed, the heavenly soldiers did not adopt any other means of attack, as if they were deliberately letting Mo Ling struggle and consume his strength.

This battle strategy of the heavenly soldiers actually gave Mo Ling time to catch his breath and gave Wang Chuan space to think about countermeasures.

Mo Ling could no longer move. The vines had occupied all the gaps. He was completely pinned to the spot by the atmospheric pressure. At this moment, Wang Chuan's voice rang in his ears like the sound of nature:

"I found it."