Magic Card Era: My Deck is Depressing

The two of them didn't get along to begin with, and as long as she could hurt Jinru, she didn't care about anything else.

So Gao Ling immediately launched a counterattack, since Jin Ru was so interested in this person.

"Cough cough, if I were to die, your body wouldn't be able to keep up!"

"Giggle!" Jin Ru covered her mouth and laughed happily. Although she was no good, Gao Ling wasn't much better.

At this moment, she didn't care about anything and instead moved even closer to Su Bai.

A hand reached directly through the torn clothes and touched Su Bai's muscular abs.

He has a well-defined eight-pack with not an ounce of fat.

Her eyes lit up instantly; this guy has such a great physique!

"That's enough, you'll have to pay if you touch it any more!"

Su Bai doesn't mind a beautiful woman admiring him, but it's not a good thing.

What if the fat guy sees this and can't think straight?

"How do you train? How can you be so perfect?"

"Heh heh, woman, your name is greed."

They actually tried to trick him; he wouldn't easily reveal the fact that his physical abilities had changed.

These two like to fight, but he doesn't.

Moreover, upon hearing about the Deathrattle series, Su Bai plans to go back and create a Deathrattle card.

The Evil Landlord deck is no longer suitable for his current deck; he needs to consider a stronger deck.

Su Bai currently has money, but he still lacks materials.

Some materials require waiting; they can't be bought just because you want to, unless you pay extra.

But is Su Bai the kind of person who would ask for more money?

But we should be able to gather some materials for Deathrattle spell cards, right?

He needs to study it carefully when he gets back. The materials Qin Datou gave him last time didn't include the ones needed for the magic card he wanted to make, but he should have the materials needed for the Deathrattle Magic Card, right?

"You guys continue, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Su Bai left without looking back.

Watching Su Bai's departing figure, Jin Ru fell into deep thought.

"Hey, what's wrong? Your charm isn't working anymore!"

Gao Ling sneered. This time, she really didn't expect Jin Ru to follow them.

It really is a persistent ghost.

"He's different, very special."

"I know, especially the dog!"

At this moment, the two seemed like friends, completely losing their earlier aggressive demeanor.

The fat man watched the events unfold before him speechlessly, feeling like he was invisible from beginning to end.

Seeing this, he decisively left.

But the two women sat down and ordered another table of barbecue.

"That person's physical abilities are definitely not much worse than yours."

"Don't lie to me, I don't believe it!" Gao Ling didn't believe a single word of what she was saying.

She knew very well how many medicinal herbs she had used and how much money she had spent to improve her physical condition.

Su Bai, who is dressed in PDD clothes, clearly does not have this ability.

"Don't believe me? Our family's secret techniques are not just empty words."

Jin Ru is skilled at seduction, but the Jin family is skilled at detection, able to gather information about their opponents.

For example, the type of magic card, its approximate power, and the physical attributes of the opponent's magic card player can also be known.

However, Jinru's abilities are not that great; she simply cannot calculate the specifics of the situation.

"No, I'll ask Fatty tomorrow."

"What's his name?" Jinru asked, very curious about Su Bai.

"Hehe, you're 456 now, girl?"

"roll!"

……

"Remnants of an ancient tree?"

"Elemental core fragments?"

"Deadly snake venom?"

Looking at the pile of materials, Su Bai had a headache. Although he had an idea, it would still take some effort to assemble the materials needed to create the magic card.

Most of the materials that Young Master Qin provided were of too high a grade, which didn't match his current strength.

There aren't many usable items, but they're all too varied.

Su Bai even suspected that this person had monopolized all the so-called black market stalls in Kyoto.

Otherwise, how could it be so mixed up?

"The whispers of an evil god?"

That's a good idea! I've got a good idea!

Su Bai took out the materials he had carefully selected. This time, he was going to make a magic card that he could currently create at his current strength level.

At the very least, it's a Platinum-level card. With this magic card, Su Bai felt he could at least advance a few more ranks.

A yellowed piece of paper, its mottled marks seemingly recording something, was surrounded by blood-red and black gas, constantly uttering mutterings.

Occasionally, mysterious characters would flash across the paper, appearing as if they were jumping.

Whispers of the Evil God, Platinum grade.

A bowl of azure spring water appears incredibly clear, but upon closer inspection, one discovers layers of fine threads clinging to its surface. The entire bowl of spring water seems to be nurturing something, and one can faintly hear a heartbeat.

Polluted Fairy Water, Platinum Grade.

A handsome face with sharp fangs, but it has been made into a mask. It seems that his desire to drink blood is hopeless in this life, but when he sees blood, he will still be filled with a strong will, and even unexpected things will happen.

Vampire Mask, Platinum Grade.

The scarecrow, abandoned by someone, has lost its original arms and is now just a stick and a bundle of straw.

However, its interior is corrupted by darkness, forming its own space that constantly emits waves of energy.

The Scarecrow at Dusk, Platinum Level.

The clothes, once worn by the gods, have been abandoned. The original brilliant gold has been ravaged by time and has been completely replaced by dark red. Only the cuffs still bear a trace of its former glory.

A tattered Saint Cloth, Platinum grade.

[Whispers of an Evil God] + [Contaminated Water of the Spirits] + [Vampire Mask] + [Scarecrow of Twilight] + [Torn Saint Cloth] = ? ?

Looking at the materials on the workbench, Su Bai fell into deep thought.

This setting is not easy, because the evil god race is also a kind of god race, and he can't control a platinum-level magic card no matter what.

But once it's related to the Deathrattle attribute, everything becomes reasonable.

That's why Su Bai dared to make this thing and choose this material.

Although the material "Whispers of the Evil God" is platinum grade, it is the least sought-after item.

Only extremely high-level extradimensional spaces can produce them, so they should theoretically be very expensive.

However, this material with the attribute of an evil god was only rated as platinum, and its price dropped immediately.

Moreover, only those with exceptional talent or king-level card masters have the opportunity to successfully create the Evil God race.

How could a master card player use platinum-grade materials?

Therefore, when Su Bai bought it, the money he spent was much cheaper than that for platinum-grade materials.

Su Bai likes things like this; things that others look down on and consider waste are treasures to Su Bai.

"It's up to you!"

Chapter 58 exploded

58. It exploded.

Black mist rose.

The worktable is constantly changing.

Su Bai focused his mind and prepared to construct the background for this magic card.

The race of evil gods is necessary, but it must be restricted, otherwise it will be judged as unreasonable.

Adding a Deathrattle to a Magic card requires certain conditions to trigger.

If a Deathrattle spell card only triggers its effect upon death, then such a spell card is somewhat easy to counter.

Even deathrattle effects can be interrupted, preventing the triggering of deathrattle effects and the gain of benefits, so everything is fake.

He is an imprisoned evil god, existing since ancient times. However, because he violated a taboo, he was sealed inside a scarecrow. From then on, he could no longer move, nor even regain his power.

Although He was a scarecrow, His body still retained a certain strength as an evil god. Throughout these long years, He had been waiting for the imprisonment to be lifted.

When the creatures around him recover their lives, he will summon a follower to protect him.

The followers' strength was also limited to the Bronze level, making them completely unable to pose a threat to anything around them.

The ancient evil god will recover 1%, 3%, and 5% of its power respectively, until it is fully restored, when the number of its followers reaches one hundred, one thousand, and ten thousand.

[Whispers of the Evil God] + [Contaminated Water of the Spirits] + [Vampire Mask] + [Scarecrow of Twilight] + [Torn Saint Cloth] = Ancient Evil God (Imprisoned)