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

Instead of calling the battle between Jing Daoxian and Ouyang Ting a battle, it was more like a battle between Zhou Wen and The Thearch. Jing Daoxian and Ouyang Ting were just tools.

It was no different from the mahjong pieces or the dice on the table.

It looked like the two of them were exchanging blows, but Zhou Wen knew very well that he was on the losing end. From beginning to end, The Thearch had only taken advantage of the situation and hadn't really used her strength.

Zhou Wen had already pushed the Ninth Heaven's Human Sovereign's abilities to their limits. Even if he continued, he would probably lose in the end.

As expected of The Thearch. She's still so unfathomable. Wang Mingyuan's desperate strike failed to pry into her true limits, Zhou Wen sighed inwardly.

Let Me Give You A Boost In Courage