Renewed Conventioner Ming

Your finger becomes a net, tracing arcs across the screen.

A celestial rain falls. Your finger becomes a net, tracing arcs across the screen. Each star you sweep into your path vanishes with a satisfying pop. Miss three and the cascade overwhelms you. One Blitz power waits—a moment of pure control when chaos peaks. Ten seconds become a dance of fluid motion, where every swipe matters and hesitation costs. No menus, no complexity, just you and the falling stars in perfect sync.