The morning sun shines through the windows, and the tinkling alarm clock goes off. Xiang Ningxuan turned off the alarm clock in a daze, but his biological clock was also reminding him that it was time to get up.

Xiang Ningxuan sat on the bed and played with his mobile phone last night, and he was also sitting on the bed at this time.

"Ha, that dream last night was so strange, throwing an apocalypse can cause the end of the world, and there is actually a Hearthstone system." Xiang Ningxuan shook his head, packed up his mood and prepared to wash, if he was late for work, he would be recited by the eldest sister.

Thinking of the tightening spell on the eldest sister's head, Xiang Ningxuan suddenly came to his senses, changed his clothes, and rushed out of the room to the bathroom.

After soaking a soak of morning urine, Xiang Ningxuan just wanted to brush his teeth and wash his face, but he heard a scratching sound of "click" coming from the door of another room he shared, which was extremely harsh, making people get goosebumps when he heard it.

"Lao Qin, what are you doing! It's early in the morning. ”

Unexpectedly, Xiang Ningxuan's question caused a banging sound on the door. The huge force made the wooden door tremble, and at the same time there was the sound of cracking wood.

In this case, even a fool knows that something is wrong. Lao Qin and his girlfriend are in the room, so if you want to come out, you need to bang on the door? Moreover, the impact force was less like that of a human and more like some kind of monster.

Xiang Ningxuan remembered what the innkeeper said in the dream that his neighbor failed to fuse and turned into a monster, wasn't that Lao Qin them? Could last night's dream be real? Xiang Ningxuan shuddered suddenly.

At this time, the wooden door has already clicked and cracked a few cracks, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will be able to break out.

Regardless of whether the dream is real or not, it is not a good thing to rush out of the next room, so let's find a weapon to defend ourselves first.

However, Xiang Ningxuan looked around, and he didn't even have anything that could be used as a weapon.

"Click, boom!" The wooden door finally couldn't hold it anymore, and a huge figure rushed out in the flying sawdust.

Oh my god! Xiang Ningxuan was taken aback, is this still human? I saw that the person who came had two heads, four arms and four legs, and his face was vaguely Lao Qin and his girlfriend, but his fangs were protruding, and his face was hideous and distorted. The bodies of the two of them seemed to be haphazardly kneaded together as if plasticine.

Such a monster, let alone fighting with it, just looking at it, Xiang Ningxuan's legs are weak. If he hadn't dealt with the various races of Azeroth in the Hearthstone Tavern, Xiang Ningxuan might have been scared on the spot. With the last of his sanity, he took a step and ran back to his room.

"Bang" closed the door, Xiang Ningxuan leaned on the door and just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a shock in his back. An irresistible force came from his back, and he was shocked and threw himself straight forward.

Xiang Ningxuan then remembered that his room was not safe, and he was afraid that the door would not be able to hold it for long. He hurriedly ran to the window and looked down. He is on the fourth floor, and he will not die or be crippled if he jumps directly. What's more, he also saw multiple blood stains on the ground, and there were two mutated monsters fighting.

It looks even more dangerous from the outside, and there is no way to escape. Xiang Ningxuan forced himself to calm down.

Was last night's dream real? Why is this a doomsday prophet, and it is really the end of the world? I'm going to go!

"The end of the world without water, electricity, and Hearthstone, and there are vicious monsters everywhere, how can people live? Wait a minute! Since the dream is real, what about the reward I get? Xiang Ningxuan was clever and hurriedly checked it.

A very conspicuous Hearthstone card box sits on the bedside table, which was not available before. The Hearthstone symbol in the middle is glittering.

"If Hearthstone can be used in reality, what monsters am I afraid of!" Xiang Ningxuan stepped forward to pick up the Hearthstone card box at the fastest speed in his life. As soon as it came into contact with the card box, it turned into a streamer and imprinted into Xiang Ningxuan's eyebrows.

At the same time, a curtain of light suddenly popped up in front of Xiang Ningxuan's eyes, and before he could see the information on it. "Click" a quest hint: Defeat the Merge 0/1, quest reward: Base card pack ×1

Clicking on the task prompt, Xiang Ningxuan saw his character information from the light curtain:

Hero: Xiang Ningxuan (Custom Hero Class)

Hero Skill: Cards, which cost 2 mana, can turn an item you can control or a subdued monster into a card.

Rating: 25,0 stars

Health: 5/5

Mana Crystal: 5/5

Deck: 0/30

Library: 0

Status: Non-combat

Your sister! Xiang Ningxuan couldn't wait to slap himself, he was worried about his parents last night, and forgot to choose the reward, and the result was randomly the third item. I knew that he would pick a random class last night, as long as there were cards, and now he wouldn't be helpless. If you become a mage, you might be able to kill this monster with a single shot of ice arrows. If it's not enough, make up another flame blast.

And now, there is not a single card, the hero skill does not have any attack power, and there is a monster about to break the door, what should I do?

Xiang Ningxuan looked around, there was no one in the room that could be used as a weapon, and the only thing that was closer to a weapon was the frost grief model hanging at the head of the bed. The main body of this sword is steel, there is no open edge, the total length is more than a meter, and it requires both hands to hold it.

"Click!" The door had cracked a few cracks, and the monster could break through at any moment.

"There's no time to ink, let's be a dead horse doctor!" Xiang Ningxuan stepped forward to take down the frost grief model, and clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands. At the same time, the mind moves, and the card skill is activated.

"Are you sure you want to spend two mana points to card the item you're holding?"

Nothing to say, sure.

I saw a ray of light emanating from Xiang Ningxuan's hand, and through the hilt of the sword, it was transmitted to the whole body of the Frost Sorrow Model. Then the sword "snorted", turned into a streamer, and converged into an orange-bordered card, suspended in the palm of Xiang Ningxuan's right hand.

Inside the oval in the middle of the card is the pattern of the Frost Sorrow model. Underneath the oval is the words "Frost Sorrow Model".

Below is the caption: "This is just a model sword, it is recommended that you summon a ghoul before impersonating the Lich King." ”

The blue hexagonal mana crystal in the upper left corner of the card has the number "1" above it, indicating that it costs 1 mana to use this card. In the lower left corner there is a pair of crossed double swords, with the number "1" on it, indicating that the weapon's attack power is 1. There is a cracked shield in the lower right corner, and the number "3" on it indicates that the durability of this weapon is 3, that is, this weapon can be slashed 3 times.

"Click!" The door finally couldn't bear it anymore, several cracks were getting bigger and bigger, and Xiang Ningxuan could already see the monster's twisted body.

"Use!" Xiang Ningxuan thought silently in his heart, feeling a trace of power surging into the card in his hand. A streamer flashed, and Xiang Ningxuan only felt that his hand sank, and his hand was cold. He hurriedly grasped the blue-white longsword with both hands.

Xiang Ningxuan was shocked in his heart, this cold and smooth appearance, this cold and cold touch, where was the feeling of the original model, if it weren't for the card clearly saying that this was a model sword, he almost suspected that this was the real frost sorrow.

However, this still gave Xiang Ningxuan inexplicable confidence, if he was really allowed to carry the original model sword, how could he dare to face the monster with two heads and four arms?

"Bang!" The door was slammed open, Xiang Ningxuan roared, and a sword slashed down.