The oppressive pressure cut off abruptly. Omega staggered up from the ground, took out a band-aid, and stuck it over the crack in his fishbowl helmet.
The scene looked downright bizarre: a nearly fifty-meter-tall eyeball-shaped Angel was holding a set of Gwent Cards across the air, sitting there honestly playing a match with Omega.
Knight, Giant Dragon, trebuchet.
Mage, Dwarf, Siege Tower.
The two sides traded blows in turns, arranging their units, weirdly harmonious.
"WTF..."
Gray Rain was dumbstruck. After staring for a while, he turned his head and asked, "So they're just sitting there playing cards? Not betting anything?"
"Bet what? Happy Beans?"
Li Cheng rolled his eyes, something clicking in his mind.
He was wearing the Information Integration Glasses and could see the rough info of the Friendship Gwent Card.
