Torug's POV,
Black moon clan,
Throne hall
Sitting on my throne, I numbly stared at the lottery tab. There was only one available option there with the name [Soul cards], the rest were grayed with question marks.
Apparently this method is like the card game from earth, where they spread out cards while facing them downwards and you're told to pick one, the one you pick is the only thing you get.
'then what's the chances of me getting nothing?, I'm afraid this is to make less reliant on this lottery' I mused while reading through.
First of all, the method of getting system points hasn't really been established yet and now the lottery feels ...
I quickly select the option and found neat rows of Black cards, spread across my view. they were about forty cards, arranged neatly in five lines, each line has eight cards.
'all these, and I can only pick one?' I couldn't help complaining on my heart, not to mention that I could get nothing too.
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