I keep peace by drawing cards

The voice fell, followed by the stirring spell power spreading outward.

The ground was lifted, and the entire villa couldn't bear the spell and collapsed.

A gully about five or six meters long appeared.

Gojo Satoru's attack came so fast that Ferid didn't even have time to react.

Zapp opened his mouth wide, he was dragged out by Zhongye in time, otherwise his next round would have disappeared like a villa.

Takizawa Yume was also a little confused: "Am I giving him experience to unlock skills?"

It's fair, he used Wutiao Wu to score points.

Gojo Satoru uses Ferid to open skills.

To be fair...shit.

"Is it reasonable? A plot character is so big?"

The coal briquettes said unhurriedly:

[The undeveloped skills of the plot character "Wujo Wu" are not limited to the reversal technique "He", he will also integrate the reversal technique and the forward movement technique in the future to create a virtual formula that is stronger than "He"— water chestnut. 】

Takizawa Yumeya: "..."

Is this reasonable?Big hook.

The reversal technique was repairing Wujo Satoru's injuries. He pushed aside the gravel covering his body, shook his head, and the dust kicked up.

He was half sitting on the ground, resting his hands on his bent knees.

Emotions disappeared from his eyes again, without sadness or joy, as if there was an endless blue sky where no emotion could be seen.

"Gojo Satoru, what kind of hot-blooded hero are you? You were so beaten up that you instantly killed the villain. Damn it, you pretended to be there again."

Zap stomped his feet angrily, Gojo Satoru stole all the limelight.

"Senior, are you jealous?"

Wujo Gojo's eyes gradually warmed up, and he smiled provocatively at Zap. Behind him was the messy ruins, gray fog mixed with dust, and it was desolate.

There is a ray of light, which suddenly shines, like a sharp sword, breaking through the haze.

Ferid's voice suddenly sounded: "It's all said..."

The sound seemed to come from far away, yet seemed to be right in front of us.

The gorgeous wings of light spread out, covering the entire gray sky.

Gojo Satoru looked up and saw that Ferid was standing in mid-air, only half of the cloak remained behind him, and the remaining half disappeared without a trace.

His hair fell down, the black bow was broken and fell on the gravel, and his eyes were scarlet.

He still looks very calm, even if he is a little embarrassed in his current clothes.

There were several holes in the clothes. Unlike human skin, his skin was very pale, with no trace of blood visible. It was white that had not seen the sun for a long time, and it was so white that it was sickly.

Gojo Satoru's spell reversal didn't seem to have caused any harm to him, and he couldn't see any wounds on his body.

Is there a lot of thunder and little rain?

No... His injury recovered in an instant.

Ferid's tongue touched the blood-sucking fangs, and continued: "During a fight, don't look around."

The velocity of the wind changes.

Gojo Satoru got up quickly.

A punch fell, and a huge pit appeared where Gojo Satoru was originally sitting. The dust was flying, and the two were fighting so fast that they could hardly be seen clearly.

"So fast."

Central Plains also sighed.

Dusk calmly said: "Fried is an elder-level member of the Blood World, with a strong regeneration ability, and can regenerate almost instantly. Gojo Satoru will lose blood and die if he continues to consume like this."

The fight between the two was too fast, and Zhong Yuanzhong needed to be very serious to see it clearly.

He said: "The big and tall one can also heal the wound."

Dusk shook his head and said, "It's far from enough. The healing speed of the reversal technique is far inferior to the regeneration ability of blood family members."

Wounds keep increasing, and the speed of recovery is not as fast as that of wounds.

Ferid slowed down his offensive, and even took a few Gojo Satoru's attacks viciously, and then recovered in front of him.

"It has to be controlled, the blood is all gone, and I have nothing to eat."

Ferid raised his hand to block Gojo Satoru's attack. The powerful force penetrated from the wrist to all the limbs, and the bones shattered. Ferid shook, and in the next second, the shattered bones grew back.

Gojo Satoru is attacking by instinct now, his brain is running at high speed, and information is coming in a steady stream.

After the R card is upgraded to the full level, its ability is unexpectedly powerful.

"I didn't expect to be able to suppress Gojo Satoru to what it is now after the R card reaches the full level. Isn't it completely rubbish."

SSR card is not a must have, R card is also good.

The coal briquettes hit:

[Gojo Satoru's current ability is equivalent to that of a bare-bones R card. The only difference between a full-level R card and Wujo Satoru is this. You should know the strength of a full-level R card. 】

Takizawa Yumeya: "...can you let me, a non-chief, comfort myself?"

It's not his fault that he can only get R card but not SSR card, can he be blamed?

"According to my experience, a character as strong as Gojo Satoru will be forcibly offline in the end because he is too strong to affect the development of the plot."

It is too strong, and the strength is out of balance, which will definitely affect the development of the plot.

【He's not strong enough yet, he hasn't learned the field expansion and imaginary formula yet. 】

Takizawa Yumeya: "...not strong yet? What's the matter with your game screenwriters, why are you giving him such a big hook?"

The coal briquettes stopped talking, and Takizawa Yume didn't test out what he wanted, nor did he pay much attention to it.

The question of why the game was created is far less important to him than playing a game well.

Perhaps, this game was created just to let him have fun playing it.

Zapp said dissatisfied: "Just watch like this?"

Dusk said coldly: "Otherwise? This is not a fight we can get involved in."

"Are you underestimating me?"

"I didn't say that, you rushed up recklessly and gave Ferid's head." Dusk looked at the monster crawling out of the sand, "You should deal with that thing first."

Zapp sacrificed the blood blade: "Damn it, this thing won't die like this, its vitality is like a cockroach."

Central Plains also smelled damp and foul-smelling water vapor, and an umbrella stood beside him.

Yu Nu turned her head to look at him faintly, she removed her bewildered gentle smile, her eyes salivated, and she made no secret of her purpose.

"Share an umbrella with me, or I'll kill you."

Zapp took the time to give Zhongyuan a thumbs up, not sure whether it was ridicule or praise: "Central Plains cadres are strong."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Why is it his turn, without even asking, does he seem to be a man to deal with?

Zapp and Zhong Yuanzhong also faced other enemies respectively.

Ferid was still teasing Gojo Satoru, he obviously felt Gojo Satoru's attack speed had dropped, and the wounds on his body were too late to heal with the reversal technique.

Ferid's dry lips were stained with water, he caught the gap between Gojo Satoru's attack, raised his foot high, and slammed down.

boom--

A loud bang.

Zapp looked anxious, and the offensive became more fierce: "Gojo Wu—"

"It won't die, right? It's too weak."

After the smoke cleared, Wujo Wu lowered his head, coughed, spat out the remaining blood in his mouth, and pressed his tongue against the upper jaw.

He replied: "If you die, I will not die."

Zapp breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm in my seventies and eighties, and I'm a tough guy who can meet a bunch of beauties and dance in nightclubs!"

[The playing value of the card character "Zap Renfro" has increased to 45%. 】

Not enough, the acting value is not enough.

It has not met Takizawa Yumeya's expectations.

It seems that strong medicine is needed.

Gojo Satoru stood up, blood flowed down his forehead, and the collar of his white shirt was stained red with blood.

Ferid leaned forward, and Gojo Satoru kept retreating with great force, and a scratch about ten meters long appeared on the ground.

"I can't wait to taste what your blood tastes like."

The breath hit Gojo Satoru's neck, and Ferid's breath was as cold as his body temperature.

The sharp gravel was gripped by Gojo Satoru, and pierced into Ferid's waist and abdomen.

Gojo Satoru sent the gravel in, with a relaxed expression on his face: "I don't know what the blood of the family members of the blood world tastes like."

"Haha."

Ferid laughed, "Little lunatic, your blood is not only sweet, but also hot."

[The playing value of the card character "Ferried Bartley" has been increased to 12%. 】

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, his pale eyelashes fell down, like cold snow falling.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Ferid held Gojo Satoru's wrist and pushed it further forward. He didn't seem to feel the pain, his eyes were bent, and he was still smiling.

He lowered his head, his loose silver hair falling down from his shoulders.

The ends of the silver hair were stained with drops of blood, like stains on white paper.

The entrance is red, red and stinging.

"You have my blood on your hands now, if you want to know what my blood tastes like, you can taste it~"

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "I already know what it smells like."

Ferid asked curiously, "What's the smell?"

"Cold, sickening taste."

"Really?" Ferid murmured, and then said cheerfully, "Thank you for letting me know what my blood tastes like."

He licked his lower lip, salivating at Gojo Satoru's neck stained with red blood, white and red intertwined, giving off a languid glamour.

"It's my turn."

The wings of light shrank to wrap Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru could only see a large piece of dazzling white due to the strong light.

Large sheets of light spread out.

A tingling sensation suddenly came from the neck, and the blood in the whole body began to surge, and an indescribable pleasure poured into the limbs and bones.

Ferid's knees were pressed against Gojo Satoru's waist, and the light on the light wings was even more radiant.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he half-closed his eyes, merging the blood that didn't belong to him into his own.

Gojo Satoru's blood contains a lot of magic power, Ferid is like a traveler trapped in the desert short of water, thirsty and constantly absorbing the blood that can quench his thirst.

So sweet...so hot blood.

There were two more conspicuous gums on Gojo Satoru's neck, Ferid let go of him, and licked his blood-stained lips contentedly.

"It's as sweet as I imagined~"

Gojo Satoru's eyes were blurred, and for almost a moment, he regained consciousness and even replenished all his spell power.

His eyes were Rayleigh, his cheeks were flushed secretly, and his fingers slid across his neck, stained with sticky saliva.

"gross."

Being sucked by a vampire, he didn't have any special feelings, more inexplicable.

Zapp finally killed the monster, he rushed to Gojo Satoru, looked him up and down: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

"Then..." Why did he look like an afterthought...

The behavior after being sucked blood by the family members of the blood world is strangely misleading.

Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled triumphantly: "I've already seen the name above your head clearly."

When he didn't guard against blood-sucking, Gojo Satoru broke the curse seal on his name.

"Really? Not everyone can know my name."

Ferid slowly approached Gojo Satoru: "Are you interested in becoming a member of the Blood World?"

Gojo Satoru: "Disgusting creature."

Ferid sighed: "It seems that I can't get you."

He has a cruel expression and no fear of life.

"It's good to destroy what you can't get."

He raised his hand, and a thin ray of light gathered in his hand.

The Six Eyes immediately responded with information——Dangerous! ! ! !

A figure quickly blocked Gojo Satoru and pushed him away.

A slender ray of light passed through Zapp's chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing to the ground.

Blood spattered Gojo Wu's face, and a few drops fell into his eyes, which was so hot that he couldn't speak.

Ferid looked annoyed.

"This is not good, Ainosuke should be angry."

Zapp still breathed a sigh of relief, things are progressing smoothly, but...why hasn't the play value prompt sounded yet?

He looked at Gojo Satoru unwillingly.

No way?Gojo Satoru is so bad?He lost his fortune.

Gojo Satoru held Zapp in his arms, with an unexpectedly indifferent expression.

"Hey, if you die, I will be the most handsome man in HL Spell League."

Just as Zapp was about to faint, he was "deceived" by Wutiao Wuqi's in situ.

"Think... don't even think about it, the most handsome man in the HL Spell League can only be me!"

Consciousness gradually slackened, and Zapp hadn't waited for the system sound of the performance value to increase.

Who would have thought that Gojo Satoru would not be able to do so without Boss Jin being abolished.

[Card character...]

Zapp closed his eyes and caught his breath.

He smiled in satisfaction, Gojo Satoru wasn't that bad either.

It seems inconsequential, but the character design that takes special care of the younger generation is completely standing.

Scores are really good, but it hurts too much...