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 watched as Wang Mingyuan grew stronger, but in the end, he couldn't sense his strength fluctuations at all.

Not sensing any energy fluctuations didn't mean that they no longer existed, but that he had such overwhelming power that it was undetectable.

It was just like how humans lived on Earth but couldn't sense Earth's high-speed movement. When the difference in strength was large enough to accommodate the other party, there was no way to sense it.

How many Apocalypse-grade creatures did he devour to have such strength? Zhou Wen was somewhat alarmed. Such strength was indeed terrifying.

As though reading Zhou Wen's mind, Wang Mingyuan spoke with a smile, "Even if you absorb all the power of the dimension's Apocalypse-grade creatures, it's impossible to reach such a level. The source of strength isn't about quantity; it's about what you have and how it can be used.

Ascending to the Destiny Platform Again