I Said, Print a Card

The Iron Guard let out a low growl and parried with his sword, but the arc of light seemed to ignore physical defense and pierced straight through the armor.

He groaned, and a few drops of dark red blood splattered from the gaps in his chest armor. Before the blood even hit the ground, it Burn into eerie purple flames in the air and turned into wisps of smoke.

Su Luo's side didn't have any cutscenes; her Health Points dropped by four points, bringing her to [76/80].

After checking himself, Su Luo found nothing wrong with himself. However, when he was hit, he felt a slight tremor in his "connection" to this Dreamscape, as if the signal had been interfered with.

"I see. Health Points represent the stability of my existence in this Dreamscape, and they don't cause me any harm... So, if my Health Points reach zero, I might be kicked out of the Dreamscape."

The third round began, Iron Guard turned to look at Su Luo again. Just as he was about to speak, Su Luo preemptively replied:

"This round, he will deal 17 damage."

"... right."

Su Luo draws cards: [Subconscious Reasoning], [Attack] x2, [Defense] x2.

Su Luo first typed [Subconscious Reasoning].

The light spot disappeared, and this time it randomly gave "+4 Health Points". [Health Points: 80/80] Fully restored.

Then, consume 20 points of health to convert into 1 point of Source Essence. Consume 4 points of Source Essence to convert into "initial armor value of 3 per round" twice.

In this way, Su Luo automatically gains nine armor points each round.

Then, another [Attack] and another [Defense] card are used, reducing the Health Points by three points, and the game proceeds to the next round.

This [Cultist] has the ability to gain five points of strength each turn and has a lot of health, making it difficult for Su Luo and Iron Guard to wear him down.

Finally, Su Luo unleashed a [Fireball] spell, burning the Cultists to ashes and simultaneously increasing her Source Essence by two points.

However, his Health Points is not good -- [41/80].

"I suppose you've grasped the basic principles of Tower combat. Now, let's move forward."

After the battle, the heavily wounded Iron Guard, whose armor was riddled with holes, once again became an emotionless puppet and spoke to Su Luo.

As the two walked past the spot where the Cultists had disappeared, two small piles of shimmering gold coins appeared out of thin air on the ground, along with three card phantoms floating in mid-air, face down.

[18 Gold Coins]

[Choose a card]

Iron Guard stepped forward, picked up his gold coin, and the coin automatically fell into an illusory money pouch at his waist.

Then he faced the three flipped-over card phantoms and examined them closely. The images on the front of the cards were different: one was Burn sword, one was a heavy shield, and one was a rushing figure.

After some deliberation, a card transformed into a stream of light and entered Iron Guard's head. He stood still, his hand involuntarily rising slightly, as if recalling something.

Su Luo picked up the gold coins and then opened the card selection Plane.

However, floating in front of him were three blank cards. There were no patterns, Text, or energy fluctuations on the front, just like three blank sheets of paper waiting to be written on.

Su Luo frowned slightly, not in a hurry to make a choice. She focused her mind and concentrated her perception on the Dreamscape rules corresponding to the three White Cards, while also paying attention to the Iron Guard who was "digesting" the new cards.

After a while, Iron Guard came to his senses and noticed Su Luo still making a choice. He asked:

"Scholars, why haven't you made your choice yet?"

"I don't know how to choose."

"Choose... the best path... in order to... climb the Tower."

The Iron Guard, whose words had become somewhat more lively due to his recollections, became numb again.

Through her perception just now, Su Luo realized the Essence of the White Card.

The power lost within the Tower.

The Iron Guard can directly select cards because these cards originally Attunement or belonged to him, or even were powers that he 'lost' or 'unlocked' during his past tower climbing.

But as an outsider, Su Luo had never climbed the tower before, so naturally he didn't have any cards that suited him.

"Then let's print one ourselves."

Based on her intuition, Su Luo chose the one of the three that was of the highest quality and could best support her power.

Then came the infusion of power.

[Spell Mastery]

[Consumption]

[3 points of energy]

[Effect: During this battle, all your attack and defense cards are upgraded to element cards, increasing their base stats and adding random basic elemental effects.]

Seeing that Su Luo had chosen the card, Iron Guard nodded without asking any further questions.

He shouldered his broadsword and pointed to a spiraling stone staircase leading upwards in the dimly lit corridor. "The next 'room' is up there. It could be a battle, an event, or a shop... Let's go."

Su Luo nodded and followed Iron Guard up the stairs leading to the unknown.

An unknown glimmer cast swaying shadows on the rough walls, and from the depths of the Tower, the faint whistling of the wind and some low, inhuman rustling sound could be heard.

"Hoo--ho... ho..."

The heavy, suppressed breathing sounded particularly jarring amidst the deathly silence of the ruins.

Han Song abruptly stopped, leaning against a broken wall covered in dark red moss, his chest heaving violently, sweat mixed with dust sliding down his forehead.

He forced himself to slow his breathing, while simultaneously suppressing his aura to the extreme, like a stone blending into the shadows.

He looked up, and in his vision, the Fixed Star that had once given life to all things was now completely obscured by some invisible Veil filth.

Instead, a "moon"—if it could still be called a moon—slowly rose to the center of the sky.

It emitted a viscous, ominous dark red glow, like a huge, decaying blood-red eye hanging in the sky, coldly watching the lifeless world below.

Where the Moonlight reached, even the shadows were distorted into grotesque shapes, and the air was filled with the stench of rust mixed with some deeper, more decaying odor.

As far as the eye can see, this planet is a graveyard of civilizations. The outlines of former cities have been transformed into bizarre silhouettes, no living creatures roam the streets, and even the nauseating writhing and howling of Mutation monsters have disappeared.

In their place came something even more bizarre and indescribable—a series of strange tales that defied common sense and wandered and whispered beneath the Blood Moon, existing in a chilling way.

Han Song had a toothache and felt that the changes in the world were completely beyond his comprehension.

"Wasn't it supposed to be the standard template of 'Mutation species versus Awakened'? Where did these 'strange tales' come from?"

It is now the thirtieth day of the Trial Instance. Han Song has personally witnessed and participated in the entire process of a world's struggle and complete Annihilation.

Humanity, once the dominant species on this planet, has become extinct in every sense of the word. Even those strange, Mutation monsters have long since vanished, leaving only legends and ruins. Han Song is powerless to fight back.