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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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Do You Need to Give Me 70,000 Points for This Kind of Trash? (I)

Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

Hearing the Chameleon Assassin's words, everyone's interest was piqued. They asked him if he had seen the other party's appearance or if he had seen anything interesting.

The Chameleon Assassin gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine and reiterated,

"I told you!"

"I was scared by the dangerous aura emitted by the other party as soon as I went over!"

"I couldn't see jack sh*t!"

"Trash!" Uncle Crocodile sneered, "Never thought that you were such a scaredy cat,"

Chameleon Assassin glared at him.

"Sure, alright!"

"Since you're so awesome, then why don't you go and take a look yourselves?"

Uncle Crocodile turned his back to the crowd and continued to lie down, smoking.

"No."

"My smoking addiction is acting up."

"I need to smoke another ten cigarettes to recover."

"Idiot!" The Chameleon Assassin made a universal middle finger gesture.

"Aren't you even more cowardly than me?"