Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Ah-"

The huge figure occupying a corner of the world once again made a sound like gas leaking.

The gray-white mist suddenly thickened and surged, like a rolling sea.

The expert who came from Huoyun City in the neighboring Wuyuan Province saw this situation and raised a skill card.

The crimson flames that were propped up in an instant turned into a high wall, colliding with the overwhelming white mist.

Bear! Crack! Bang!

In the thick white smoke, there was only a continuous crackling sound.

Countless gray dots fell from the air, struggling and squirming.

The newcomers to the Zhenyuan Army were shocked when they saw such a world for the first time, and felt itchy all over.

It turned out that it was not a white mist at all, but a creepy dense swarm of insects.

They are entangled with each other and wreak havoc between heaven and earth.

The tent that Ji Nian and others were staying in just ten minutes ago was devoured in the blink of an eye.

There was a heartbreaking sound of insect bites coming from the distance.

"Anniversary, can we still go back alive?"

A little girl from the city who had never spoken a few words before pulled Ji Nian's clothes and asked in a trembling voice.

Having grown up in Qingshan, a vast province of the underworld, they are not afraid of mountain spirits, wild ghosts, or wild beasts and monsters.

Everyone on the supernatural set is a "savior" who kicks down the smart pig teammates and holds up the world alone.

But this does not mean that they do not have the emotion of "fear".

They are afraid of "gods".

Born on a blue star where mythology is cut off and history is incomplete, everyone is taught from an early age to "chase the shadow of God when they grow up."

But in these hundreds of years, few people have seen the real "god".

Even if there is, it is the god of Da Jing, not the god of Blue Star.

These so-called supreme beings are worshiped by demon eaters.

Solemn and sacred yet cunning and vicious, invincible and loving to eat "people".

The so-called God's Domain is filled with skeletons like mountains, bones like forests, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and an unpleasant stench.

Even for the senior officials of the Zhenyuan Army who have killed "gods", it's hard to tell what kind of emotions they have when their eyes protrude and they breathe heavily when they succeed.

anger? fear? excited? Or maybe a combination of both? They couldn't tell themselves.

In short, Blue Star people are both longing for and afraid of "gods".

Worship their power, but worry that this power may take away their life.

Therefore, when the students on the bus were trying to get a sense of security from Ji Nian, what Ji Nian was thinking in his mind was: "If you ask me a question, I will panic."

Although there are Chinese Gods guarding them, for now, the Seventh Master, the Eighth Master, and General Zeng are only four stars in the blue grade, and the other Kalings only have three or four stars.

It is simply unrealistic to place our hopes on the illusory "sudden explosion" and "bloodline suppression".

If the "Nine-Faced God" really came towards them, with his current strength, he would just die on the spot.

If you are lucky, you can travel again; if you are not lucky, the seventh and eighth masters are all there, so you can just drag him away.

"Master, step on the accelerator to the bottom!"

Ji Nian patted the steel partition and raised his voice.

"I'm already driving as fast as I can!"

The driver's throat was broken and his voice trembled.

The giant steel beast, which was more than ten meters long, was running rampant on the weedy path.

There were various rocks blocking the road along the way, making me stumble.

It can be seen that the driver master is well aware of the principle that "you can't outrun a lion looking for food, but you can outrun your companions." He made a few turns and ran directly to the front.

The two driver masters behind yelled and speeded up.

The three large cars drove straight towards the entrance, chasing each other.

If you encounter some little ghosts and monsters on the road, the body made of special steel and the cannon barrel driven by the energy card on the roof of the cockpit are definitely enough.

Halfway through the journey, Wang Yan, with disheveled hair, caught up with him on an old donkey with droopy eyes.

Accompanying him were two other people.

One is a young man with an airplane head riding a magnetic levitation motorcycle. The colored lights on the subwoofer are dazzling and gorgeous.

One is a "migrant worker" riding a cyan-painted shared bicycle, his two size 43 feet wearing leather shoes flipping back and forth.

Although the vehicles are strange, the speed of these three people is not too slow.

Even after being pulled more than ten kilometers away, he could still catch up with the convoy in a short time.

And it looks extremely relaxed.

There is still enough energy left to put away the "donkey pole" baited with carrots, adjust the DJ dance music on the subwoofer, and frantically press the horn on the bicycle handlebar.

After the three truck drivers noticed their presence, they slowed down slightly.

The three people used their strength at the right time, each picked a car, and got into the car slot with dexterity.

The unmanned vehicle also turned into a stream of light and flew back to their hands.

"thank you."

Wang Yan, who almost fell, was helped by Ba Ye, who had been sitting cross-legged in the car slot, and sat down next to Ji Nian.

"Kaling is good." He said seriously, and then repeated: "It's really good."

"I'm very satisfied myself." Ji Nian smiled and then asked: "How is the situation at the camp?"

"not too good."

Wang Yan used his spiritual power to transmit the message:

"I don't know how much materials Jingxing Sect has piled up. This god is at least seven or eight stars in level."

"If this is the case, with all the experts from Qingshan and the aid from other provinces, we can barely cope with it."

"But the problem is that the divine card is 'unique' and has special bonuses such as divine status, priesthood, and divinity."

"In a real fight, he is invincible at his level."

"In addition, this is the land of Dajing. Cards built with the mythical story of Dajing as its core will be several times or even dozens of times more effective here."

"This battle, under normal circumstances, would actually be very difficult to fight."

Wang Yan shook his head, his eyes darkening slightly.

"But it's not a big problem now." He turned his head, chuckled and patted Ji Nian's shoulder, but his eyes were complicated: "Our reinforcements are here."

"Reinforcements?"

At Wang Yan's signal, Ji Nian pulled aside one side of the tarpaulin and looked out.

They saw a group of people in different costumes coming towards them on various vehicles.

There are beggars lying on their sides on broken wooden sticks, flying through the air;

There is a "magic master" with glasses, one hand behind his back, a cool demeanor, and a machine python on his feet;

There is a "bachelor" who wears elegant robes, a crown on his head, a beard on his chin, and sits in a mahogany wheel chair;

There is a "Buddha researcher" with a layer of stubble, a body full of muscles, sitting cross-legged on a red and yellow cloth sheet with his eyes closed;

There is a "Taoist" with pale hair, a face full of ravines, a dark blue robe full of patches, and a spirit deer under his seat that looks old and tired...

There were more than a dozen people in the group, each showing his magical powers, with red and gold light lingering around him.

The head of the "old Taoist" had a little rainbow light shining between his eyebrows.

As if aware of the prying eyes of the chronology, he slowly turned his head, his aged face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog that could isolate people's consciousness.