Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

"Celestial Master, I don't think there's a need to waste time, right? It's naturally impossible to dig up the Fiend Tomb. It looks like you can only choose between me and Old Mister Charlie," said Moses.

After hearing Moses say that, Zhou Wen suddenly said, "Celestial Master, if I were you, I definitely wouldn't choose to use the power of a Guardian."

"Zhou Wen, what are you trying to imply?" Moses and the members of the Family Clan of Gods glared at Zhou Wen.

"Why?" Zhang Siyou looked at Zhou Wen with interest.

"It's not convenient for me to explain the exact reason in public. I've already told Zhang Chunqiu. It's best if he explains it to you in private," Zhou Wen said as he deliberately glanced at Moses.

Originally, he had thought of a better solution, but he chose the easiest method to anger Moses and the Family Clan of Gods. This was because he needed an excuse to kill Giant God Sovereign.

Killing the Ghoul Mask