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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.

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I Choose To Join Them (II)

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"As for why they did this…"

"I've studied the history of your world before it was invaded."

"You have the corresponding concept."

Lin Ye frowned, "You mean like a game? A competition?"

Geman nodded.

"Yes. To the Sin Gods, transforming our worlds into Professional civilizations and making us fight each other for resources is like playing a game."

"They're betting on our victory and defeat, to see who wins and who loses. The Sin Gods who win will earn a lot of money, and the Sin Gods who lose will be furious."

"In the end, when there's nowhere to vent their anger, they'll vent it on the defeated dimensional civilization. They'll use the Dark Wave to invade and destroy the entire dimensional world. Then, they'll trap all the souls in nothingness and experience the pain of being tortured and killed repeatedly."

Lin Ye roughly sorted out his thoughts.

"You mean... The dungeons are created by real plane civilizations?"