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You Might Die If I Cast My Healing Spell

# GAMEALTERNATEWORLD # RELAXING # PRIEST In that year, the entire world mutated. The game descended into reality while demonic catastrophes rampaged. For the sake of survival, everyone had to pick up a job class and level up their skills frantically. They worked hard to be more powerful. Lin Ye acquired the special talent of Reversing. He could reverse and strengthen any effect that was targeted at the host. For instance, he could turn damage into healing and buffing into debuffing. As such, he changed his job class and became a priest. He challenged an opponent, “Come at me! Attack me with any of your forbidden curses or divine techniques. I will admit defeat even if I lose a bit of blood.” He then said, “So, your attack has no effect on me? It’s my turn to attack now. Healing Spell!” [Notification: you attacked your opponent with a healing spell and caused 100 million points of critical damage. The other party has been afflicted with the negative status effects of anti-treatment, poison, burn, silence and fatigue.] Lin Ye’s opponent was befuddled.

Sweet Spring Showers · Jogos
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533 Chs

The Tower Of God's Special User (I)

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Sure, of course!" Uncle Crocodile said excitedly,

"I don't dare to say or do anything else, but Old Shadow can taunt. Just looking at them makes me want to give them two punches and beat them up until they kneel and call for their father!"

"Let them go back to those idiots' base and cause a scene. Those idiots will take advantage of their numbers and take the initiative to attack us."

"We can destroy them in self-defense."

Chameleon Assassin: "???"

"Do you want to die?"

"Aren't you the one who gets beaten up the most, you silly crocodile?"

"They destroyed you like in what? Ten minutes?"

The two of them began to bicker as usual.

The alpaca lady said unhappily,

"I think both of you deserve a beating. Why don't the two of you attack together?" 

Uncle Crocodile was the first to stop talking.

"Together?"

"I think that's fine!"

The Chameleon Assassin also tacitly agreed.

"Sure."