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

"You can call me Ouyang Ting or… Nameless…" Holy God said indifferently as he looked at Jing Daoxian.

Jing Daoxian was slightly taken aback as he sized up Holy God. Moments later, he cackled strangely. "Ouyang Ting, oh Ouyang Ting, you're really pathetic. You schemed your entire life, but in the end, you ended up benefiting others. Nameless, you are the Nameless God created by the six races, right?"

"You can't say he benefited others. Ouyang Ting is Nameless; Nameless is Ouyang Ting. We are a whole to begin with." Holy God paused before continuing, "You're right. In terms of talent, I'm inferior to you. In terms of capability, I'm inferior to Wang Mingyuan. My schemes directed at all of you failed. I didn't obtain Wang Mingyuan's information or your Lost Immortal Sutra.