Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

"[Night Clan Parade]..."

Ji Nian didn't even look at it himself, he just raised his hand and called Brother Zongzi, and looked at the card carefully with his slightly rotten eyes.

[Midsummer Moon Hanging Night Clan Parade], this is the full name of the card, a purple-grade skill material card, the card surface is quite oil painting style, and the brush strokes are cold.

In the picture, the blood moon is faint, and there are a lot of medieval buildings standing on the stone road that has been corroded by acid rain.

The drizzle is like a fairy, the street lights are dark and bright, and fireflies with dark green and cold tails are flying around.

The so-called "Night Clan" all had pale complexions and sunken cheeks. They only covered their thin bodies in large black robes, and they all held bronze oil lamps covered with glass shades in their hands.

If you look closely, the well-crafted leather boots are stained with a lot of mud, as if their owner just crawled out of the grave not long ago, revealing the haggard and decay of the dead through the card face.

"Ok?"

Ji Nian suddenly gave a light snort.

Through Zongzi's shared vision, it can be seen vaguely that the first oil lamp in the painting has a ghostly fire, which seems to be alive and flickering.

If you look closer, you can see a black shadow wriggling slightly in the fire, as if something is being conceived, and it will break out of the card at any time.

Sure enough, at the next moment, a ray of blood rushed straight to Brother Zongzi's eyebrows.

But as we all know, zombies have souls but no souls.

Brother Zongzi, as the mythical Kaling and the ancestor of zombies in this world, has strengthened the rules in all aspects, and his spirituality is quite strong.

I don't know who I learned from, and I have a lot of bad thoughts.

Can be limited by race, or "empty inside".

Therefore, don't care about the soul fire attached to the card surface.

It even feels warm.

"Ow."

He scratched the white hair up to his waist in comfort.

"Xiao Nian, are you okay?"

Wei Ya keenly sensed that something was wrong, and immediately put her hand on Ji Nian's shoulder, quickly setting up a mental barrier.

"It's okay, teacher."

Ji Nian shook his head.

This so-called "soul fire" sounds mysterious, but it is actually an advanced use of spiritual power.

That is to engrave the memory fragment into a ray of spiritual power, and then pass it to the target person through the item.

The famous patriarch surnamed Ye once used this technique to play the trick of "Jiuzhou Xing, Ye Linwang".

It became famous for a while and the whole country was shocked. To this day, countless people regard it as a god.

Back to topic.

The biggest feature of this technique is that it is sufficiently secretive. Apart from the goals set by the caster, only masters with higher levels of cultivation than the caster can detect it.

And because it is only a means of information transmission, it is almost harmless, even for people with extremely keen senses, it is difficult to predict in advance.

Including the chronology, when seeing this card, it didn't trigger the "big ghost's shock".

"Fortunately enough Gou (dog)."

Ji Nian secretly sighed: "It is said that there is no danger, and I can save people by myself. If I attach the soul fire to the card, it is definitely not just to convey information. Most likely, I will add 'thought stamp', 'thought rewriting', 'emotional loss' , 'San value madly reduces the screen' or something..."

It turns out that the middle ranks of the evil organization are not as bad as he is.

Sui Hongting deliberately set up this soul fire, just to convey a picture to him:
The blood moon was in the sky, it was raining continuously, and the mountains were vast and unattainable.

A terrifying and supreme existence only exposed its upper body, and it reached the clouds from the ground, like two giant lamps sweeping towards the sky.

Ji Nian observed this picture with the "inspiration" of Zongzi brother, and couldn't help being shocked.

"This this……"

For the first time, he, who was still quite resilient, was left speechless by the shock.

It's like pouring a basin of ice water around your head, and the strong cold air directly hits the soles of your feet from the inspiration of the sky.

In an instant, his hair stood on end, and goosebumps appeared on his bare-exposed forearm.

——He saw clearly the dress and face of the God of Paradise Lost!

On the top of the head is a crown of blood beads and a coiled dragon, wearing a black and red five-clawed dragon robe, and wearing a dark green yin jade wrench finger.

The tide-like light of the blood moon spread to his shoulders, as if covered with a layer of divine light.

The blue and black hands cover the mountain casually, like a king clasping the traditional seal that symbolizes orthodoxy.

The blond foreign ghosts and the Kyushu people with fierce eyes were all dressed in black robes, bowing to Him fanatically.

All of them opened their lips slightly, with devout expressions, as if they were chanting the name of God.

Ji Nian took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart even after taking a few sips of iced Kashi Happy Water.

——Lost Paradise is obviously an outsider, but the god behind it is full of Kyushu or Chinese colors.

In this life alone, Ji Nian doesn't think anyone understands Chinese horror better than himself.

That feeling is indescribable, but as this Dao's "grandfather" in the card era, with just one glance, he can extract a very strong Chinese-style classical thriller from the middle.

The crux of the problem is that in this era of card masters, there are serious historical faults in the entire Blue Star. In theory, he is the only heir of the "Chinese-style terror".

"Beauty" is a very abstract thing.

Chronicles can share knowledge, but they cannot accurately convey the unique classical charm of Chinese horror aesthetics.

This is related to the cultural environment. If you don’t understand it well, you can’t draw it even if you copy it.

Although the big scene is quite similar to ancient China, it is not "the same flower" after all, and the horror style is quite different.

So where did this... God of Paradise Lost who perfectly interprets the horror aesthetics of China come from?

Ji Nian swayed, and there was a buzzing in his head.

The god in front of him has a natural charm, it is absolutely impossible to come from the hands of a card master, and his style is not like an outsider in the big scene.

What would it be?
A possibility suddenly flashed in Ji Nian's mind: "The blue star has a god?"

Before he could try to answer this question, that terrifying, stalwart existence turned slightly sideways, eyes lowered.

The depth of his eyes seemed to be staring at him from afar, separated by all heavens and hells, hundreds of millions of time and space.

For a moment, the physical fear, the indescribable intimacy, and the heavy feeling from Chinese classical aesthetics are like a naughty boy knocking over the palette, the paint is scattered, and the complex smell hits the face.

"It's been a long time."

The sound of rolling thunder is as grand and grand as old Taoists chanting scriptures or the bells of ancient temples, shaking Ji Nian's ears.

"Long time?"

Ji Nian tried his best to blink his eyes, obviously using Zongzi's senses to appreciate the scene, but there were still many phantoms that inevitably appeared in front of his eyes.

The short-term staring at each other caused endless pressure to rush in like a tide, and following it, there was also a strange light intertwined with crimson and purple.

The light broke straight into the center of Ji Nian's eyebrows, causing him to subconsciously take a deep breath, only to feel that the headache was unbearable.

The "God of Paradise Lost" turned around immediately, without any movement, as if he had been completely reduced to the background.

At this point, the picture ends, and the consciousness of chronology comes out.

Looking up at the gray sky, he breathed in the cold air of early winter, his ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear the anxious calls of Brother Ziliang and Teacher Wei Ya.

"Xiao Nian, Xiao Nian!"

With the pure and huge spiritual power replenished into the sea of ​​consciousness, Ji Nian slowly regained consciousness.

"Brother Ziliang, teacher, don't worry, I'm fine." He waved his hand and said.

"My eyes are out of focus, and you still say it's okay? If you can't get it, destroy it. Paradise Lost is really rampant. I'll call my second uncle right now, and I have to pick them up today!"

Looking at Ji Nian's appearance, Wei Ya faintly cried.

Although she is young, she is really a good teacher, and she really loves the students right now.

"Teacher, I'm really fine."

Ji Nian smiled, propping himself up on the deck.

With the support of brother Ziliang, he stood steadily with one hand on the railing.

After careful inspection by Wei Ya and Bai Ziliang, both physically and mentally, they were the same as before, except that there were more complicated emotions in their hearts.

"What the hell is that? Blue Star Local God?"

"Looking at the auspicious feathers mined from the ruins, the historical progress of Blue Star before the card era should be about the same as my 'hometown'..."

"Could the so-called 'God of Paradise Lost' be some great Chinese god that I know well?"

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help but rubbed the center of his brows, and after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.

——Lost Paradise, as the top card master organization in Kyushu, the god it enshrines must be extremely powerful, no matter which god it is in, it should be a resounding head god.

A Chinese fairy god who can reach this level will never be like this one, with fierce eyes and devilish aura.

"Paradise Lost..."

Ji Nian twisted his stiff neck, and said in his heart, "I must go there if I have a chance in the future."

"What do you think?"

Bai Ziliang stretched out a hand, and waved it in front of Ji Nian: "You kid is so thoughtful, just tell us if you have anything to do, it's a big trouble, I... General Wang and Sister Ya can help you settle it, don't worry." put so much pressure on yourself."

Ji Nian smiled and replied, "Don't worry, brother Ziliang, I just watch the video you forwarded to me when I have nothing to do. I'm in a good mood."

"What the hell?" Wei Ya, who was full of worry, noticed, her black hair was loose, she turned her head oppressively, and looked at Bai Ziliang carefully: "What videos do you usually forward to Xiaonian?"

"A funny video." Brother Ziliang touched his nose subconsciously, and pretended to be calm: "I'm afraid that he will be under a lot of pressure in the college entrance examination."

"You'd better be." Wei Ya sneered, tapped the curved screen quickly with her slender fingers, then turned her head to look at Ji Nian, her smile was warm and gentle, and her bias should not be too obvious: "Xiao Nian, I just watched According to the information in the background, you have to go to Wuchuan after you have finished walking to Laogu Mountain."

"The tasks of the city defense army are all life-threatening matters, and it is not easy to retreat. I still have to take students here, so let your brother Ziliang accompany you on the journey first, and go back as soon as possible."

"You have also seen the situation outside. It is too dangerous. Recently, various organizations have been making small moves. It is best to stay at home."

"Well, I see, teacher." Ji Young nodded with a smile, and assured him a few more words.

Wei Ya nodded slightly upon hearing this.

She trusts Ji Nian very much, but she feels that Bai Ziliang is unreliable, so she is not at ease.

"Don't let Xiaonian hold you back."

Wei Ya reminded her with doubts on her face.

Brother Ziliang sniffed and was about to cry: "Am I that untrustworthy?"

Wei Ya glanced at him, but ignored him. She only gently touched the lion cat with different pupils at her feet, and walked away on the golden cloud.

"Brother Ziliang..."

Ji Nian reached out and patted Brother Ziliang on the shoulder, only sighed softly, and said nothing.

He could tell that Brother Ziliang definitely wanted to show off in front of him during this trip, and the new cards were really powerful.

Can……

"Brother Ziliang, relax, losing to a platinum-level card master is not a shame."

Ji Nian said comfortingly.

"Ah."

Brother Ziliang's eyes are empty, and he has some doubts about life.

Ji Nian shook his head, and didn't know what to say, so under the watchful eye of Seventh and Eighth Masters, he stepped on Brother Zongzi and rushed straight towards Laoji Mountain.

"Not to mention, it is convenient to have a flying vehicle, which is equivalent to adding another flying vehicle card, which can be played and resisted."

As Ji Nianxin said, he stretched out his hand to straighten the feathers on Brother Zongzi's head, and then adjusted his standing posture, with his body bowed slightly, like a master surfer.

"drive!"

He shook his leg, signaling Brother Zongzi to speed up.

"Ho."

Brother Zongzi's half-dead response came from below, stretching his six arms and speeding up in a dive.

"As expected of the most promising one in the family, he is so good at being a vehicle."

Ji Nian boasted again.

Brother Zongzi, who had already seen the dog man clearly, only responded with a low "hoho", weak and sad.

"Shut up!"

Fortunately, the airship is not far from Laolu Mountain, and Brother Zongzi only came to the calendar for less than 5 minutes before seeing Ren Wang and others.

"Brother Nian, live up to your trust!"

Ren Wang stuffed the blue product scene material named "Lao Qushan" into Ji Nian's hand, and said with a light smile.

"Good job."

Ji Nian put away the cards carefully: "Niao Shuai is quite powerful?"

"That is."

Ren Wang smiled and said: "Brother Nian's production must be a high-quality product. Once Bird Master comes out, who will compete with him. It's not easy to win this game."

"I still have to grind it out again." When we arrived at the airship, Ji Nian instructed again: "Try to get Niaoshuai to blue-pin four-star before the end of the term, so that I can touch Goldman Sachs at that time."

"Don't worry, Brother Nian, no matter how hard I try, I will definitely make him 'smiling in Jiuquan'." Ren Wang said with a smile.

"That's not how the term is used." Ji Nian couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and ordered: "The last task is still your main attack."

"According to the information, that guy is a real purple four-star 'wild spirit' with rich practical experience. He is probably much stronger than Xie Longzhang. You should pay more attention when the time comes, so as not to capsize in the gutter."

"Brother Nian, don't worry, with the protection of Master Bao and Master Bird, it will be fine." Ren Wang patted his chest and assured loudly.

"I'm even more worried when you set the flag."

Ji Nian smacked his lips and didn't say anything more. He only received from Xu Chunliang the iron-haired dog and golden-feathered chicken that he had made in recent days.

He turned his head back to the cabin and completed the thirteen stations of the underworld.

At this moment, Ren Wang and the others found Brother Ziliang huddled in a corner.

"Are you... Senior Ziliang?"

Ren Wang tilted his head to look at the face of the person who came, and he really couldn't connect the decadent young man in front of him with the high-spirited Taoyuan genius in the past.

"King Ren." Bai Ziliang forcefully forced a smile, "Are you playing with Xiaonian?"

"Yes, I followed Brother Nian a while ago."

Ren Wang said with emotion that he was very fortunate to have made this choice not long ago.

Bai Ziliang didn't say much, just smiled and said: "One of my uncles said that Xiaonian is a talented person who is difficult to tour in Kyushu. If he helps out, your Ren family will definitely get one for this junior' New Year's greetings." Good ranking."

"Ugh."

Hearing the word "Happy New Year", Ren Wang, who has always been confident, also had a headache.

"Senior Ziliang didn't tell me, I forgot about it."

"There are too many things going on recently, I have time to wait, I'll talk to Nian about it in detail..."

(End of this chapter)