My monster cards can evolve infinitely.

The bird demon's enormous wings suddenly unfurled in the night sky, stirring up gusts of violent air.

Her figure suddenly rose into the air, as if being continuously lifted up by a giant floating hand.

"Trying to run?" Xiu Qi's eyes narrowed, and his legs sprang out like springs compressed to their limit.

He would not let his opponent escape under any circumstances; cards created by monsters of level one or higher would be at least 2 stars.

The gray figure before them was at least elite-level, or even possibly a rare elite-level, and there was absolutely no way to let it go.

He was like a gray peregrine falcon, his speed increasing with each light step he took across the ground.

Long black hair was scattered by the rushing wind, and the gray robe suddenly made a "whoosh" sound as it flew by.

Ahead stood a towering ancient tree, and the gray figure leaped up the trunk without any hindrance.

The soles of his boots landed precisely on the rough bark, and a surge of power erupted from his feet, propelling his body upwards like a backward thrust.

Just before his strength was exhausted and his body was about to collapse, his hands gripped a protruding tree knot like iron hooks, and with the help of his waist and abdomen, he was lifted upwards again.

With a series of quick steps, grabs, turns, and leaps, his movements flowed smoothly and without the slightest pause.

The night wind whistled in my ears, and the branches and leaves rustled beside me.

Xiuqi saw nothing but the gray shadow above, which was constantly flapping its wings and climbing upwards.

The bird demon had already noticed the figure speeding along the tree trunk in pursuit. She let out a sharp cry, a mixture of surprise, anger, and mockery, and her enormous wings flapped even more rapidly.

A few feathers, shimmering with a dark red luster, were stripped from her full waist and hips by a sudden gust of wind and drifted down aimlessly.

As Xiuqi touched the top of the treetop, he stomped down, gathering all his strength in his feet and using the recoil from the treetop to leap high into the air.

Like a gray arrow released from a bow, it swooped down towards the bird demon diagonally above!

Ten feet... eight feet... six feet... four feet...

In the blink of an eye, the bird demon was almost within reach.

Clang——

"Bavarian Moonlight" instantly transformed into a streak of cold light and flashed out.

The sword tip was only three fingers' width away from the bird demon's body.

The blade gleamed fiercely under the moonlight, and the chilling light surrounding the sword sliced ​​through the bird demon's massive claws like an ice pick.

A deep, bone-revealing wound ripped open from the point of impact, and crimson liquid spurted out.

However, that's all.

Xiuqi's upward momentum had long since exhausted, and his floating body suddenly began to fall.

Just a little bit short—

His longsword could truly strike the bird demon's true form.

In the howling wind, he could clearly see that the fear in the bird demon's vertical pupils had faded, replaced by an undisguised mockery.

What a pity, it was just a tiny bit short!

Just as Xiu Qi thought he had missed a good opportunity, he saw a blurry silver-gray figure appearing and disappearing behind the huge winged figure.

That's a "princess".

clang--

The longsword pierced the tree trunk beside him as if it were a piece of parchment, and Xiu Qi's downward momentum was quickly stopped.

The silver-gray figure in mid-air had already raised the massive hammer high, enveloped in a dark red glow, and swung it downwards with all its might and the momentum of its descent...

It traced a chilling trajectory and slammed hard into the bird demon's vulnerable, unsuspecting head.

boom--! ! !

The mocking expression on the bird demon's face froze instantly and remained permanently fixed in that moment.

The dark red, menacing spikes pierced through the flesh on the back of the opponent's head in an instant, accompanied by the chilling sound of bones shattering.

Like a half-ripe watermelon with its head split open, a mixture of glaring scarlet and murky white liquid splattered and danced from the wound.

The bird demon's slender body lost its balance in mid-air and plummeted like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the bushes in the distance, raising a cloud of withered leaves and dust.

Xiuqi made several turns and leaps through the forest and quickly caught up with the place where he had fallen.

He slowly parted the tall, overgrown bushes, and an extremely horrific scene instantly unfolded before him—

The bird demon's slender body collapsed to the ground, dark red flames streaming down from its head continuously burning the wounds, and the back half of its skull was already dented and shattered.

Her amber vertical pupils were already blurred, but they still trembled as she tried to look at Xiu Qi who was walking towards her.

Her once full, red lips were now deathly pale, and her lips were moving silently as if she wanted to say something, but could only make a "hoarse" sound.

At this moment, the bird demon's slender and muscular body had lost its previous vitality and was just twitching stiffly.

Xiu Qi walked silently to her and slowly raised his longsword without a sound.

Moonlight filtered through the trees, dappling the longsword that gleamed with a cold light, and finally illuminating her half-human, half-beast face, contorted with agony.

For a fleeting moment, Xiuqi seemed to see a woman with long, flowing emerald-green hair and a pair of delicate, elfin ears, sitting under the shade of trees, gazing at the endless starry sky.

They sang melodious and pleasant songs.

He closed his eyes, banishing all distracting thoughts.

Then, the right hand holding the sword sank—

"Pfft!"

The longsword pierced the bird demon's heart with perfect accuracy.

Her body twitched only slightly before going completely limp.

Those amber vertical pupils gradually lost their luster, but until the very last moment, Xiu Qi's figure was still reflected in them.

The forest returned to silence.

Behind them came the sound of the "princess's" heavy breathing, clearly indicating that the intense battle had left her somewhat exhausted.

The swirling gray mist around them now resembled flowing water, even accompanied by a "whooshing" sound.

Xiuqi slowly wiped the bloodstains and dirt off the sword with a cotton cloth. His movements were slow and meticulous, and his expression was devout, as if he were performing some kind of ritual.

Then, he finally heard that dreamlike sound.

Ding--

[Monster Card Maker Xiuqi has successfully created a two-star rare (blue) card...]

The Poet of Birds

Xiuqi slowly opened his eyes.

He looked down at the card in his hand—the card's border was a deep blue, like the ocean, and in the center was a woman with huge wings spread out and long, flowing emerald green hair.

A line of small text appeared below the card in his eyes:

"Weave dreams with songs, and use dreams to prey on desires. Beware that what you yearn for is often your deepest trap."

Xiuqi stood silently on the meadow for a long time before finally carefully putting the card into his pocket.

He slowly turned around and saw the "princess" carrying a large hammer on her shoulder, her big eyes filled with concern as she looked at him.

Xiuqi bent down and hugged the little guy.

"Thank you, Princess!" He affectionately stroked the little one's head, which had grown a few silver strands, with both hands, which quickly drew an angry glare from the other party.

"After the enhancement, his temper has gotten worse!"

Xiuqi gently picked up the "princess," just like the first time. Although the little one was a little reluctant to be in this position, she still complied.

They walked slowly back along the forest path, the gray fog around them seeming to move faster with their steps.

Xiuqi quickly noticed the anomaly in the gray fog and immediately stopped.

However, the fog became increasingly thick, and the visible area shrank dramatically.

He could see the treetops five steps away, but in the blink of an eye he could only see the tall grass three steps away, and then all he could see was a dense gray expanse.

Xiuqi's figure was gradually swallowed up by the thick gray fog.

At first, his silhouette became blurred, then it was the outline of him holding the "princess," and finally even that blurry gray figure was swallowed up by the boundless gray fog.

The forest returned to silence.