Super Seminary: Card Drawing and Power Up System

Angel Yan looked at Potio who was using two guns to fight, and he didn't understand the logic of the cowboy who called himself a ranger. Of course, in order to understand the ability and intention of this god, Angel Yan planned to talk to him privately after the battle.

Angel Yan's thoughts had just come to mind when the corpses holding scythes approached Aenecid like a phantom. But as soon as the scythe corpses entered the place, the chief knight of the kingdom, Sarayan, noticed the situation. He quickly stood in front of his queen, raised the long sword in his hand, and resolutely drew the sword to fight the enemy:

"I will be the one to guard Her Majesty the Queen. Then the drawn sword was cut off by a light blow from the sickle corpse."

Sarayang looked at his weapon being cut off, an unexpected look appeared in his eyes. Holding Aeneshid behind him, he dodged the second cut of the sickle corpse.

As the most authentic ranger who patrols the underground, Potio naturally noticed this situation and planned to use a corpse in front of him as a springboard to help him get rid of the sickle corpse that broke in. However, he found that the number of corpses doubled in the blink of an eye. Angry, Potio started a greeting:

"Fuck you, Uncle Wuwu. You are such a cute bunch of little girls who need love. However, I don't have the energy to fight with you. So, this round is my treat."

As he spoke, Portio stretched out his left hand and quickly made a pistol gesture with his five fingers. At the moment when the pistol gesture was formed, the index finger quickly appeared and changed into a dark muzzle. A reinforced bullet flew out from the muzzle transformed by the index finger, and a roaring explosion sounded three seconds after the bullet flew out.

The corpses that lived in groups were also shattered into pieces by the explosion caused by the bullet that Poteo fired. But Poteo thought that the problem had been solved completely. Unexpectedly, in less than three seconds, a larger number of corpses surrounded Poteo again, not giving him a chance to lend a helping hand.

Angel Yan watched as Potio was stopped, and because of Enesid's presence, he could not reveal his identity at all. For this reason, he could only quietly speed up the efficiency of dealing with the corpses in secret.

The sickle corpse looked at Sarayang's speed and miraculously spoke in human language:

"Nice reflexes. Apparently, you've reached the limit of human nature."

"You can actually speak?"

Sarayang placed Enesid beside him, took out his sword, and looked at the sickle corpse that spoke human language. The sickle corpse laughed:

"It can only be said that it was the great God who resurrected us from death. He gave us speech, dignity, and the ability to overturn the battle. What a coincidence, I am the one who uses the speech. I will give you a chance. If you give up the woman next to you, I will spare your life. Otherwise, you will all die."

"What are you talking about? Who do you think you are? The envoy? Stop talking nonsense."

Portio slowly pressed his pistol against the sickle corpse's forehead, his tone calm and cold, teasing.

The sickle corpse noticed Poteo's revolver and just as he was about to fight back, Poteo punched him straight to the ground. The muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the corpse's forehead:

"I advise you to be sensible and tell those little cuties of yours to stop now, otherwise, I don't mind shooting you to death right now."

When talking about love, Potiou even emphasized his tone very deliberately. The sickle corpse looked at Potiou who raised the gun to his forehead, and his white eyes turned a little red, but his tone was puzzled and doubtful:

"Ranger? How did you appear here? Weren't you fighting with them just now? How did you break free so quickly?"

"Of course I have my backup plan. You'd better behave yourself now."

Poteo was the most impatient when it came to the sickle corpse. As long as it dared to move, Poteo would fire the bullets from his revolver without any psychological burden.

The sickle corpse looked at the gun pointed at his forehead and laughed:

“Hahahahahaha, you have to be kidding. But I don’t think you have that ability.”

As soon as the Scythe Corpse finished speaking, several black sickles flew out from Poteo's side. Poteo naturally felt the threat behind him, and with a handsome jump and somersault, he dodged the sickle flying towards him. After Poteo dodged, the sickle flew directly towards Enesid without changing its destination.

After dodging, Potio discovered the target of the sickle and tried to intercept it, but it was too late. Sarayan looked at the sickle that was getting closer and closer to herself and Queen Enesid. She was ready to sacrifice herself, but at this critical moment, the sound of the armor of the knights who did not belong to the army rang out clearly.

A clear, bright, and pious voice rang out:

"The honor of pure beauty."

As the voice fell, a bright red rose fell from the sky between Enesid and Sarayan. Energy shields with rose patterns on both sides also appeared immediately after the roses, and quickly formed with Enesid and Sarayan as the center. The moment the sickle's attack touched the shield, it was directly repelled into energy fragments.

Botio looked at the familiar pattern and couldn't help but praise:

"Well done. I didn't expect that my old friend would call the knights of the Knights Templar as well. This battle is going to be a real fight."

"Mr. Portio is still as funny as ever. However, please allow me to introduce myself sincerely..."

In response to Potio's timely praise, Yinzhi planned to introduce herself as a pure and beautiful knight.

Portio interrupted Yinzhi who was about to extend the march with a backhand:

"Knights of the Knights Templar, first deal with these little cuties that are in the way, and then gather the information."

Speaking of summary, Potiou suddenly appeared on the left side of Yinzhi. He quickly took out his revolver with both hands and aimed at the sickle corpse that suddenly stood up.

The sickle corpse looked at the silver branch that suddenly came, and a flash of black flashed across its white eyes:

"The Knight of the Rose? Just you? No, that's not right. There are three of you. Since you are here, where are the other two?"

"I am not obliged to answer your questions about this matter. Mr. Portio, let us fulfill our duty of pure beauty together. All for Idrila."

Yinzhi mentioned Idlila at the end of his voice. Botio drew his gun with a look of disgust:

"Don't you think it's strange for me, a ranger, to be the knight of your knights?"

While responding to Yinzhi's last sentence, Potio did not forget to fire six shots at the sickle corpse.

The sickle corpse would not allow the attack to be directed at him. Holding the sickle in his left hand, he spun out four neat and uniform sickle marks.

The two forces collided instantly, creating a wonderful balance. Yinzhi watched the sickle attack instead of defend, and the spear in his hand stabbed out resolutely.

The sickle corpse looked at Yinzhi drawing his gun to fight, and swung the sickle in his hand to fight back, making a crackling sound.