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

Zhou Wen only tried his best to maintain the situation. He didn't wish for the vine sword intent to turn the tables. He only wanted to stall for time so that he could see the profundity between intangibility and corporeality.

However, sword intent was something ethereal to begin with. It could only be sensed, not seen or touched.

Even inside Zhou Wen's body, he could only sense the sword intent changing his body, but he still couldn't see it.

It has a powerful influence, but I can't see or touch it. This feeling is somewhat similar to something I'm familiar with. Zhou Wen thought about what it was.

After some thought, Zhou Wen thought of what the sword intent was similar to.

The thing Zhou Wen thought of was deities that humans worshiped. However, on careful thought, deities and sword intents could be considered one and the same thing. They were fantasies derived from human thoughts.

In Between Intangibility and Corporeality