Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

"Play this card next." Fang Qingyun played a card that he had been holding in his hand for a long time. Now he had the advantage on the situation, so he had to get rid of the cards in his hand. He only had four mana left, and only two four-mana cards in his hand. The other one would replenish his hand. Fang Qingyun had to free up the cards in his hand now. If he replenished them, he would be out of cards.

Chapter 136: A Man has a good plan for me, take Jizhou...

Then just play it safe and increase the health points first. After all, Fang Qingyun is seriously injured now and has only 25 health points, a full loss of 5 points!

[Medical Maid (Blue Quality), 4-3-4]

[Minion Card - Undead - Zombie/Maid]

[Bloodsucking]

[Battlecry: Restore 4 HP to your hero]

[Deathrattle: Restore 4 health points to your hero]

It was the same orange portal. When the medical maid came out, everyone was surprised at how decent her clothes were and how well-mannered she was. Although she was dressed gorgeously, she did not overshadow the others at all.

Then the maid looked around and found where Fang Qingyun was. She then put down the medical box on her shoulder and took out an injection from it.

Then the medical maid did something that surprised everyone. In everyone's shocked gazes, she trotted out of the battlefield full of special effects and came to Fang Qingyun. Her body was obviously not disturbed after leaving the battlefield, and she was so solid as if she was really summoned into this world.

The medical maid gave Fang Qingyun an injection on the shoulder, restoring Fang Qingyun's health to 29 points. Then, like a fanatical soldier who had seen her leader, she almost took out the cloth from her chest to bandage Fang Qingyun.

This fanatical attitude scared Fang Qingyun a lot. He was afraid that he would become the next shampooer. Fanaticism was not a good thing. If a group could only tolerate one voice, then when there was a problem with the leader, it meant that the group was likely to go downhill, whether in religion or politics.

Although he seemed to turn a blind eye to the selfless dedication of the medical maids back in the Dona Dona world, saying this seems a bit... hypocritical.

After giving the injection, the medical maid returned to her medical box, took out a submachine gun from it, and under Fang Qingyun's astonished eyes, she skillfully loaded the magazine and prepared to fire.

The [Hell Paratroopers] that were left over from the previous round were now able to attack normally after a round of preparation. So under Fang Qingyun's command, he raised the assault rifle in his hand and fired a dense rain of bullets. The bullets hit the old man who was the incarnation of Green, making a powerful sound of hitting steel.

The three points of armor stacked in the first round turned into a fiery red cloak covering Green's body, blocking this wave of attacks for him.

"My turn is over," Fang Qingyun announced the end of the turn. At the end of this turn, he still had seven cards in his hand, which was more than enough. If he had one more card, he might explode after playing Viola in the next turn.

Although exploding a card will only result in the card being eliminated in this game, if some key card explodes, Fang Qingyun himself will also be in trouble.

"It looks like... the situation has reversed?" Catherine felt as if her thoughts were disturbed by something, so much so that she did not even see the interpretation card that Fang Qingyun had kept in his hand. She rubbed her eyes, puzzled by her own misjudgment.

"It's just a slight advantage." The second son of the Marquis still looked calm, but when Fang Qingyun took out the card just now, he was almost scared to sit up straight. Although he was very surprised, he still chose to show the so-called calmness of a noble: "It's just two more costs, three more cards, and two more followers. As long as Green doesn't panic, he still has a good chance of winning."

"Didn't you notice... that this new tactic is to play it safe and steady?" Katerin praised Fang Qingyun. It seemed that because she was familiar with him and understood Fang Qingyun's abilities, Katerin couldn't help but favor him: "He is like this. The resources in his hands are always kept in a sufficient state. He can play them immediately at any time to gain an advantage on the field. And did you notice? He also has a directional draw card in his hand. This is not a simple thing."

The second son naturally knew what Catherine was referring to. It was the card that shone with gold even in Fang Qingyun's hand, the maid card named Evelyn: "Gold card? A card with full bond and compatibility... I really don't know why he likes maids so much."

"Maybe this is the quirk of a genius." Katerin spread her hands: "But the point is not this, but that this fully bonded maid card actually has a targeted extraction effect, and it is not aimed at a race, but a specific card."

The second son touched his chin. The goblet in his hand shook unconsciously while he was thinking. The wine was swirled on the wall of the goblet and then slid weakly to the bottom of the goblet. "The fully bound maid is drawing cards... maybe the one who is being drawn is the mistress? The fighting power of a maid is so strong... then what kind of mistress is she behind her?"

Without waiting for Katerin to respond, the second son continued: "This guy is quite interesting. Although he is not a genius, he is also an opponent that cannot be underestimated, although he is a level lower than me."

Katerin didn't comment. To be honest, the second son's ability was just above average among the seniors, which meant he could only rank around 10th out of 30 people in the class. As for Green? This guy was so well hidden... He was using a fast attack deck before he went out to travel, but now he has changed his style after the battle? It seems he has been to many secret realms.

The fifth round between the two sides has ended, and the sixth round is coming.

Green was now sweating profusely. The high-intensity brain work (not really) and the mental pressure of controlling his followers made him feel like he had been fished out of water. He licked his dry lips with his tongue, and then, as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, he wiped the moisture off his lips with the back of his hand, repeating this action until the moisture level on his lips met his expectations.

At the beginning of the sixth round, he reached for the deck, looked at the seven cards in Fang Qingyun's hand and the two minions on the field, and then looked at Fang Qingyun's almost full health, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Now he was a little bit tempted to admit defeat, two rounds of attacks were easily resolved, it was said to be a late-stage deck, but at this time the opponent was two mana ahead...

One of the reasons why late-game decks can beat early-game decks in the late game is that the cards in your hand are more valuable in the late game. The effect of your three two-cost cards may be equal to that of my six-cost card, but you need three turns to draw three cards, and I... only need one turn.

Therefore, if Fang Qingyun has enough cards in his hand, even if his cards are of low value, it will be difficult for Green to penetrate his defense...

I thought I could force him to reveal his weakness by creating a big monster, but I didn't expect that this guy actually had only one card to solve. Who knows how many cards there are in the remaining seven cards?

Green hesitated for a moment with trembling fingers on the deck, wiped the sweat from his nose with his other hand, then strengthened his heart and drew the cards into his hand.

Looking at the emerald green, Green's heart was filled with hope and madness. His current physical condition could hardly support him to continue the fight. The mental pressure brought by controlling his followers was gradually crushing his physical functions. He had to get rid of his opponent immediately.

Even a second more may lead to accidents!

"So it's decided to be you!" Green showed the cards in his hand: "This is my last trump card, Fang Qingyun, if you can survive the next four rounds... then you will be able to win"

Suddenly hearing others call him by his full name, Fang Qingyun felt uncomfortable, as if he had returned to his old life, the same seriousness and alertness when his teacher or parents called his name. By the way, he raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene, it was really amazing, it was the first card on the right hand again, I was stuck here, but you were so good there, you are not a protagonist, right?

"Pay six points and play the hero card in my hand, Oliscore, the God of the Forest. Replace my hero with the God of the Forest." As Green gave his command, sweat streamed down his cheeks, as if he had run another thousand meters.

"Fuck, this is really a big deal." The always elegant Katerina cursed for the first time. She didn't expect that Green actually hid such a big treasure.

The audience usually only looks at the cards in the hands of both players, because the order of drawing cards is not shown during the broadcast. Although the deck is displayed, those cards may not be drawn, so what is the point of reading the effects? Except for the malicious viewers who deliberately targeted them, other viewers tend to focus on the operations of the duelists. Therefore, when Green drew his hand, others were still racing against time to read the effect introduction.

"Oliskori, the god of the forest... he is not some small god... the other side of the weakening of divine power is that all mortals can get closer to God, and even to the current ruling God, the command God." The second son was a little abnormally excited, which made Catherine next to him alert. Soon the second son closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already suppressed the fanaticism of unknown origin.

The entire battlefield began to change. Along with the green color that symbolized vitality appearing next to Green, a man with deer horns emerged from the shadows behind Green. He walked step by step to the side of Green's magician, and then pushed him aside as if brushing off dust, and took over the cards left by the magician. The magician who was pushed aside quickly turned into ashes.

"...Did you see it?" Katerin put her hands behind her head and leaned back like a pillow to relieve her sore back.

"Really? He is forcibly controlling this hero card." The second son also saw that Katerin wanted to test him, and he spoke out Katerin's inner thoughts: "That guy's bond with this hero card is not strong enough. Although he is still the one controlling the cards, the mental pressure he brings is several times higher than usual... When he can't bear it anymore..."

"…That means it's the forest god himself who is controlling it," Katerin added the second half of the sentence.

Although the Forest God is still controlled by Green, Green's situation is obviously not very optimistic. The tremendous mental pressure makes him sweat and his legs feel weak, like a fat man who has not slept for several days. He watches the Forest God scatter his heroes like ants, but his brain is unable to react as it should.

It seemed as if his thoughts were deprived. The eyes of the forest god seemed to be staring at Green through the screen. His eyes were full of thought and greed. How could he be as kind as he had shown when Green first met him while traveling?

Chapter 137: Raising the Sword of Rebellion to the Sky

With the appearance of the Forest God, everything on the battlefield seemed to become unfriendly to Qingyun.

Various flowers bloomed in Green's half of the court. Towering trees sprouted from a seed in a few breaths, and their shadows covered most of the battlefield. The refreshing fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds all indicated the friendliness of the forest.

Fang Qingyun's half seemed to be disturbed as all kinds of carnivorous plants and giant Venus flytraps grew rapidly as if they were having a meeting. Although they did not cause any substantial damage, they made Fang Qingyun feel as if he had turned into a zombie in Plants vs. Zombies. The pea cannons that grew out seemed to be full of ill will towards him, and their half-human-high nut eyes were full of malice.

This makes me look like a villain. Fang Qingyun shook his head as he looked at this unwelcoming look. Don't forget, the origin of all these conflicts cannot be blamed on him.

Who are you showing this sour face to now?

Fang Qingyun glared at the muscular man with deer horns without showing any weakness. The muscular man with deer horns was shirtless, and his chest muscles on the upper body were so broad that they seemed to be able to crush a person to death. Even compared to Fang Qingyun's body which had been transformed and looked like a sculpture, it was not much inferior. His lower body was wrapped by branches and leaves and all kinds of miscellaneous things, like a short skirt covering all the way to the knees.

The image of this stag-horned hunk did indeed destroy Fang Qingyun's inner fantasy of the forest goddess, and also destroyed the surrounding audience's fantasy. Many sophomores who were planning to venture into the forest in their junior year backed out. After all, the relationship between followers and duelists is often closer than that between friends. They originally thought that she was a gentle and kind lady in a leaf costume, but she turned out to be a stag-horned hunk...

Although some people, after seeing the body of the Forest God, can't wait to go for a walk in the forest, it would be best if they could come across the shrine of the Forest God and have a good "wrestling" with him.

"Aren't there no gods in this world?" Fang Qingyun asked what was in his heart. Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized his mistake and quickly covered it up.

How can something with the same setting change?

To his surprise, the forest god actually answered Fang Qingyun's question. His voice was rough and powerful, as hoarse as the friction of tree bark: "There are indeed no gods. All the powers of gods have been sealed, and we are like prisoners, waiting for the next person to come, and this guy... is my chosen one."

God's chosen ones are okay... Fang Qingyun muttered inwardly, are you going to do the old-fashioned thing of gathering a bunch of God's chosen ones and turning the whole world upside down?

"I am very disappointed with his behavior, so I originally planned to occupy his body..." The Forest God looked at his hands and uttered some incredible secrets.

Originally? Fang Qingyun suddenly had a bad feeling.

"But now I have found a better candidate." The Forest God smiled on his muscular face. That smile could only be described as ferocious, a smile full of muscle texture like that of the strongest human on earth, Hanma Yujiro. "That's you! Humble human, if you can defeat me, then you will become my chosen one, otherwise... I will occupy your body. This is a duel with your body at stake. Do you... dare to accept it?"

The God of the Forest was very confident. He had always fooled those intruders in this way before. Often they would fight hard to become God's chosen ones, and even kneel down and pray. He was not worried that Fang Qingyun would not accept it. He just watched Fang Qingyun's psychological struggle with interest.

Being chosen by God is not a good thing. Some people think that they will be blessed if they are chosen by God, but in fact, those chosen by God are often like God’s white gloves, pulled in when needed and kicked away when not needed.

【喂喂？这里是本地支援，建议你拒绝祂的提议，然后暴揍祂一顿，神选者就是你理解的白手套，说白了神选者就是得到了一块蜜糖的蚂蚁，神顺心的时候给块蜜糖，不顺心就一脚踩死】

The Codex of Fate interrupted in time and told Fang Qingyun the true nature of the confrontation, making him, who was already skeptical of this falling pie in the sky, even more disgusted by the actions of these gods.

So if you win, I'll be chosen by you? If you lose, you'll take over my body?

Fang Qingyun is not a local who is easily fooled. According to the support of the Magic Book of Destiny, he translated the words of the God of the Forest just now, which means that if I win, I will be your dog, and if I lose, I will die?

A win-win situation, right? You win twice? How can such a good thing happen in this world? Fang Qingyun couldn't accept a duel with unequal stakes, but now it seemed that he had no choice but to accept it.

As a materialist, Fang Qingyun was not trying to be chosen by God. He always believed that God was just a mortal with great power. Therefore, he decided to vent his anger on the forest god. He wanted to see what kind of expression would appear on his face when a force more powerful than God hit him.

Give Him your whole life first!

"Is it such a good thing?" Fang Qingyun's expression became excited, like a passionate young man who only saw the reward but ignored the potential crisis: "As long as I win, I can become your chosen one, right?"

The God of the Forest sneered in his heart. He had now taken over Green's body and was maintaining his own existence by extracting the lifespan of his body. It was not impossible for him to even resort to some "cheating". However, the God of Cards did restrict him.

Although he could cheat a little, he couldn't condense his body directly in reality, engage in PVP with Fang Qingyun, or make himself invincible in the duel. All his actions had to comply with the rules, as if his thoughts were stamped with a steel stamp, and the possibility of those ideas even existing was obliterated.

“That’s right, my believers.” His face became more amiable, like a bad uncle who was about to kidnap a child. “I exist in the world in four stages: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Each stage is one round. As long as you can hold on through these four rounds, you will be considered the winner.”

"Then... are you invincible?" Fang Qingyun remained calm. The pride of these gods made them reveal their own mechanisms. He wanted to dig out some more explosive information, and it would be even better if he could make them reveal some weaknesses: "Can I empty your health in four rounds?"

"You can try, my believer." The God of the Forest naturally put on an attitude of "I am invincible, you can do whatever you want." Fang Qingyun took a look at the cards in his hand, which were of good quality. Anyway, he couldn't run away now, so he had to bite the bullet and go for it.

If you can do it, you have to go. If you can't, you have to create opportunities.

"It looks like nothing special." The second son took a sip of wine. As early as when the forest god appeared, someone had already run to inform the instructor. Now a lot of instructors and professors are running here desperately. It doesn't matter if a god appears in the academy, but if people know that a god controls a student, the academy will not be able to operate. "He finally chose to bow to the god, didn't he? It seems that this is all he is capable of."

"...let's wait and see." Although Catherine was a little disappointed, she still gritted her teeth and defended Fang Qingyun, although she had no hope that Fang Qingyun could control his desires.

"So, what do you think, my dear believer?" The Forest God opened his arms. This action made his muscles swell like breathing, demonstrating their unparalleled strength. With one punch, he could conservatively kill a dozen Fang Qingyuns who had not been strengthened.

"The conditions are very suitable." Fang Qingyun could no longer suppress his desire to stir up trouble. He changed his offensive, showing a disgusted expression on his face, and chose not to pretend: "But what I like to do most is to say no to those who think they can make me say yes!"

"What?" The Forest God thought he had heard wrongly. The amount of information was too much for him to react.

"What are you thinking?" Since he didn't want to act anymore, Fang Qingyun didn't bother to use honorifics. "A so-called god who is so weak that he needs to occupy someone else's body actually wants to preach to a materialist? How many dishes? How drunk is he? Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Fang Qingyun let out a series of tut-tuts, buying himself some time to look through his memory bank and find the sentence that best expressed his inner feelings: "I'm going to pull out your antlers and use them as interior decoration, and use your skull as a bowl! Finally, I'm going to take your body to hell to mine! I always keep my word."

The God of the Forest did not answer, but veins popped out on his arms, and it was clear that he was not so calm. The plants like the man-eating plants on the virtual battlefield all showed their own aggression. The God of the Forest closed his eyes and said with gritted teeth: "Very good, mortal, you have succeeded in angering me. Do you know who you are facing?"

Fang Qingyun directly retorted: "You definitely don't know that you are facing a glorious materialist warrior, a young god."

The God of the Forest stopped trying to gain the upper hand with words and returned to his own half. This action made the old elf referee wipe the sweat off his head. After all, it was not so easy to restrain a god. Looking at the cards in his hand, the God of the Forest made an amazing move.

He placed his fingers under the five cards in his hand, and green flames rose from his fingertips, burning the cards. Fang Qingyun could roughly feel that those cards were not simply burned and excluded from this game, but simply disappeared from this world.

As if he felt that his power was not enough, the God of the Forest waved at the cards in the deck, but the deck did not spit out the cards as he thought. He turned his eyes to the old elf who was sweating profusely but still insisting on casting spells: "Let go! Old man!"

"This is for fairness!" The old elf was sweating profusely, and the sweat made his glasses slip off, but in order to maintain the spell, he didn't dare to pick them up.

"Hmph," He said in dissatisfaction, "Then this is enough."

The God of the Forest stretched out his other hand, and the four treasures in Green's half of the field were turned into powder under his divine power. Then they condensed in his hand to form a giant bow. The bow was almost as tall as him, and the people outside the field were amazed.

"Shut up!" The God of the Forest shouted, and the voices outside the field suddenly quieted down. No one's voice could be heard inside: "Mortal, you will pay the price for your transgression!"

"Come quickly if you want to!" Although Fang Qingyun was a little panicked, he still acted quite calm, with an unruly look: "You are just a useless person who can only talk nonsense!"

Chapter 138, Everyone counters the Titan’s bayonet!

[Giant Eagle Bow, Weapon Card, 0-5-2, Windfury, This weapon has immunity, and makes your hero immune when attacking]

Looking at the appraisal in front of him, Fang Qingyun's heart sank. The weapon with a high attack power of 5 points without any cost can be used twice in a round. Originally, the weapon would be damaged after two hits, but now because the weapon is immune, the durability of the weapon will not be consumed when attacking.

Then it means infinite durability, and when attacking, his hero will enter an immune state, which means that he will not suffer any counterattack damage when attacking. This is almost free, and it is so powerful that there is nothing to say.

"Mortals, witness the power of God!" The forest god took the giant bow and put an arrow on it. His muscles bulged, and he pulled the bow open and shot an earth-shattering arrow.

The arrow hit the taunting [Hell Trooper], and the emergency hell energy shield opened the moment of contact, but it failed to block it even for a moment.

If this is the attribute of the holy shield, then with the blessing of the rules, even the power of the forest god can be withstood, but... it is not.

The [Hell's Paratrooper] who was standing firm in his position was reduced to only two calves in an instant. The calves wearing military boots were still standing in place, and the broken surface was white bones. The carnivorous plant next to it slowly approached like a lion that smelled the scent, drooling at the remaining limbs. As for the remaining parts of the Hell's Paratrooper, no one knew where they had flown away.

"Fuck!" This voice came from the second son outside. The visual impact made him swear for the second time.

"It's bad..." Katerin's mood sank to the bottom. She probably thought Fang Qingyun would not get out alive.

"Can it be broken?" The professor and the dean who had already arrived discussed with each other. The dean hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not impossible to break it directly, but it may cause some harm to Green."

"How did this bastard bring God in?" The hot-tempered professor next to him started to scold him: "It's ok to bring him in, but why is he still out of control? Where is the teacher who was on duty to check the card that day? Fire him immediately!"

In fact, everyone knows that the vice-president with a gloomy face next to him is Green's father, and also Meyer's father. Although he is only an earl, he has climbed to the position of vice-president. Therefore, who dares to show a bad face to his son?

Either it's someone like Katerin who has a strong background and can knock out two of his teeth, or it's Fang Qingyun, a newcomer who knows nothing at all.

"I don't think Green can be saved. Let's break him open and save the other one first," a professor suggested. But after being glared at by the vice-president, he gave up.

"If this student hadn't forced my son into this state, he wouldn't have used this force. Anyway, I don't agree!" The vice-president didn't even want to cover up on the surface and simply made a bold statement. This illogical statement gave the dean a headache.

It was your son who took the initiative to provoke, cheated and lost his dignity, and now your eldest son went to gamble with others and played tricks again. Who doesn't know that those cards that can reduce the cost by killing elemental minions are yours? Now he has used his father's cards and has never played them, and he has made such a mess. It's really terrible.

The dean couldn't get angry with the vice dean yet. Now the vice dean was just a gambler who had lost all his money. He would blow to pieces anyone who dared to provoke him. What's more, the dean and the vice dean were at the same level, and the vice dean was there to check and balance him. Afterwards, he would definitely impeach the vice dean and make him step down, but now he didn't want to sacrifice himself to be the peacemaker.

The situation outside remained at a stalemate.

Now there was no obstacle in front of Fang Qingyun. The medical maid did not taunt and could not block the damage for Fang Qingyun. The next arrow as thick as a spear of light was ready and shot directly at Fang Qingyun the next moment.