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

The Holy Spirit Association and the League of Guardians were also paying attention to this battle. They naturally weren't as shallow as the average person and believed that Hui Haifeng would not make such a silly mistake. However, they were very puzzled by Hui Haifeng's lineup.

Although there weren't many Terror-grade entities in the presidential palace, they wouldn't use a group of Mythical entities to make up the numbers, right? This wasn't something that could be settled with numbers.

Zhou Wen unhurriedly led Wei Yang and company to the platform of the metal hemispherical building and entered the dimensional zone by dripping his blood.

"Dripping a drop of blood to enter… This is a situation where they won't rest until one of them is dead… The presidential palace can't even find a spatial-type expert… And they actually dared to challenge the rankings?"

As people discussed, Zhou Wen had already given the order to kill the Metal Guard.

Zhou Wen Clears the Level