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

"What about the people you care about?" Holy God stared at Wang Mingyuan.

"Everyone has to abide by the rules. There are naturally no exceptions." Wang Mingyuan looked straight into Holy God's eyes. "What about you? Do you choose to be confined by the rules or be outside the rules?"

"I already know my fate at my age. How can there be any rules? I'm just waiting for death," Holy God said with a smile.

"Then let me send you off." Wang Mingyuan waved his sleeve and instantly sliced Holy God's body into two.

However, on careful look, he realized that it was only Holy God's robe that had been torn into two. His whereabouts were unknown.

Wang Mingyuan looked at the robe that had dropped to the ground and couldn't help but frown slightly. He muttered to himself, "I hope you really are aware of fate."

Zhou Wen finally locked onto another dimensional zone. It was the legendary Heaven.