T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 29. 29. Stirring up the Slime Nest
Zhong Zemo smashed the puppet to the ground with a shield bash.

Jiang Heyi and the blade of the original flavor fries plunged into the doll's body.

The jailer's fireball struck her beautiful face.

"Haha, ahahahahaha!"

"You heroic adventurer, do you really want to kill me? Oh, you hit me so hard, you broke my hand."

"Ow~~~"

"It hurts, it hurts so much, you guys are hurting me so much... Just kidding, I don't feel anything at all!"

"Push harder! Push harder, hahahahaha!"

After a long and arduous attack, everyone was panting heavily.

To be fair, the fox puppet didn't put too much pressure on the boundary between reality and illusion.

Compared to the Frog-Head Stitches, a floor guardian that combines magical invisibility, superhuman strength, and dual forms, its explosive power is quite ordinary. As a creation, the fox doll's body parts will break and fall off after being attacked to a certain extent, thus slowing down its movements.

The fox doll laughed maniacally. Since she had no sense of pain, she would immediately launch an attack every time she was repelled, exchanging dozens of blows until she lost both arms and half of her head.

Her voice was hoarse and lisping, but the madness in her bones remained.

"A young and passionate soul, what a spicy aroma, ah~~~"

"Completely different from those pure and clear souls..."

The fox's mouth was half-cracked, its tongue lolling out and drooling continuously.

Jiang Heyi sighed. It was just a puppet, yet it was no different from a normal living being. The puppeteers in this world were really skilled; they could even handcraft life-sized figurines.

"Sigh, are you tired? So fast?" The doll staggered closer, dragging its broken leg. "Not enough fun yet, not enough fun yet! Come on, let's play some more~~"

"I understand. You think it's too dilapidated and you're planning to replace it, right?"

A wisp of hazy white mist rose from the top of the doll's head.

The uncontrollable fox's body shattered into pieces in an instant.

"Wait for me~~ I'll get a new one right away."

For some reason, this tone made Jiang Heyi feel like a puppet toy.

"Have you had enough fun, Nafiel!"

A deep male voice rang out from the white mist, startling the solemn-faced figure at the boundary between reality and illusion.

"You can play around after the entire Temple of the Clarity has fallen."

Nafiel, who was being reprimanded, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, but did not refute the man. It seemed that the two were of equal status.

The white mist twisted into a human shape, outlining the contours of eyes, with purple-gold vertical pupils staring intently at the boundary between reality and illusion.

"Ugh, boring. It's rare to find a few guys who seem interesting."

As the white mist was about to dissipate, the jailer suddenly wondered if he could provoke her to stay and fight back if he loudly insulted her at this moment.
The thought flashed through his mind, but since he hadn't discussed it with his teammates, he naturally wouldn't act impulsively on his own.

The intensity of the battle was clearly low, but for some reason, the boundary between reality and illusion was particularly exhausted after the white mist left.

Jiang Heyi struggled to calm his breathing—he didn't know when, but his once steady breathing had become rapid, and his heart was beating unusually fast.

He opened his mouth to ask how others felt, but suddenly realized that he had tinnitus.

The buzzing echoes piled up noisily, and no matter how hard he shook his head, he couldn't shake them off.

Jiang Heyi got the answer from the reactions of others.

Everyone had the same symptoms, but there were no abnormal statuses in the player panel data.

After recovering, Orange Tea said with lingering fear, "I think I know who she is now."

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, Orange Tea reminded them: "Whisperer."

Sister Arna specifically warned them to be wary of the spiritual assassins of the Church of Eternal Night when they entered the underground temple.

In the instant his eyes met the white mist, Orange Tea vaguely heard a rapid, low, and indistinct echo in his ear.

As she gazed at it for longer, the echoes gradually seeped into her thoughts, blurring her vision.

They had thought it would take some time before they encountered a core force like the Whisperers, but they never expected to meet for the first time on the third level.

Unbeknownst to them, everyone was affected by her soft murmurs without even realizing it.

This can be considered as experiencing a high-level match against a mental enemy in the game.

After Nafiel's spirit withdrew from the third floor, Jiang Heyi successfully found the two Demon-Suppressing Stone Tablets.

The defense layer is protected by Alna's lantern. You can get red materials by patiently searching the entire map. Along the way, you also get some dispensable white basic materials. But you haven't had a decent battle yet.

It seemed like a great perk, but the more it seemed that way, the more he realized how incredibly difficult the floors below would be.

The fourth and fifth levels of the Underground Temple of the Clarity are the [Clarity Monastery].

According to the information accompanying Alna's memory fragments, the Temple of the Clarity has around 800 active members on a daily basis, and these two floors are where the Clarity rests and lives.

Here, high-ranking mages of the Clarity have set up a virtual sun that deceives the body's senses, simulating sunrise and sunset, and synchronizing with the outside world.

When the teleportation between the virtual and real worlds arrived, it was late at night, with a bright moon and few stars.

In the distance, the monastery dormitories and towers built against the mountain were outlined in a majestic but indistinct manner by the moonlight. The second and third floors, though yielding considerable gains, were rather uneventful, aside from a fight with the puppets manipulated by Nafiel.

Suppressing his inner urge to fight, the original-flavored fries decided to ask Jiang Heyi, the team leader, what his plans were.

Receiving no response made her turn around abruptly, and looking around, she realized that she was all alone; the others were nowhere to be seen.

"The problem with the teleportation coordinates?"

Jiang Heyi was also alone.

In the dead of night, with no lights around the monastery, he could only tell he was in a flower garden by the cold moonlight cast by the false moon before taking out his lantern.

Jiang Heyi subconsciously opened the map to check, and touched the projection panel several times, but the projection screen remained completely black.

"What does it mean?"

After trying a few more times, Jiang Heyi ruled out the possibility of a bug.

"Is the map function not allowed in this scenario?"

Taking out the precious jade to record the coordinates to ensure they would all be together during the next teleportation, Jiang Heyi shifted his leg, which hadn't moved an inch.

"Pah~~"

It's slippery, bouncy, and has a very strange feel.

He held the lantern up, casting a slight beam of light onto the ground.

Scattered on the ground around the flowerbed were numerous jelly-like lumps of various colors and shapes, as if someone had spilled an unusually large jelly, carelessly broken it up, and tossed it haphazardly on the ground.

The sticky slurry formed large stains, staining the stone-paved courtyard path.

Jiang Heyi squatted down, gently pinched a little bit with his index finger and rubbed it between his fingers. It was very sticky and had a cool texture.

"Sniff~~"

It actually has a minty smell... Ah, it reminds me of a certain shameful witch.

The other piece had a wine-like aroma.

Wait, why does this one taste like citrus?

Jiang Heyi was dumbfounded. Could it be that an extremely grand banquet had been held here, and that the Clear Ones had a habit of playing cake battles with these sticky, pastry-like things?
The path from the courtyard to the monastery dormitory is only two or three hundred meters long, and Jiang Heyi could smell six or seven different kinds of pastries within that distance.

Like a slug crawling across the spacious entrance to the monastery dormitory, a slimy path stretched deep into the interior.

Upon entering the monastery dormitory, one can see the damaged and collapsed statues of gods in the prayer hall. Like the previous floors, their faces and bodies have been destroyed and their original appearance is unrecognizable.

The path of slime continued to extend, passing through the spacious corridor of the main dormitory behind the prayer hall and turning a corner.

Jiang Heyi cautiously peeked around the corner. The dormitory doors on both sides of the corridor were wide open, and many doors were leaning and lying down.

It was very quiet, so quiet that Jiang Heyi could hear her own heartbeat and... a slight "plop" sound.

It sounded like a bubble bursting, very soft, like an illusion.

The slime stuck to his shoes, so Jiang Heyi patiently and slowly lifted his foot, "tearing off" the sticky feeling to avoid making any more noise, and slowly moved to the nearest dormitory door.

Jiang Heyi was stunned at first glance.

The Clarifiers were encased in spheres three times their own size, their clothes rotting into a grayish-black hue, their bodies corroded and melted into dark red water.

The "spherical object" forms a bubble half its own size inside the body, enveloping it. It slowly seeps into the body fluids through the tiny gaps in the bubble, gradually completing the digestive process.

It is a slime, but it is significantly smaller than the small slime that players encounter near Windpod City.

The moonlight streaming into the room from the window illuminated them, the red, green, and blue colors forming the three primary colors.

Exhausted from overeating, the three giant slimes huddled together and fell into a deep sleep.

Having obtained valuable information, Jiang Heyi originally intended to leave quietly, but the sleeping posture gave him a bold idea.

"Since I don't have orange tea with me, I'm not expecting anything great. How about I just fry one up and ruin it?"

Holding the [Unstable Combustion Agent] in his hand, Jiang Heyi muttered to himself while gently rubbing the bottle.

This process seems somewhat similar to calming down a machine?

Since everything in this worldview is believed to have a spirit, why not let explosives awaken their own?
"Ignore it, get out of here!"

He threw it, turned and ran away—all in one smooth motion.

The explosion echoed through the quiet monastery, the shockwave tore through the dormitory walls, and flames flickered and shot out.

Almost simultaneously, members of the virtual and real boundaries scattered across various corners of the map all pinpointed the source of the sound.

An unfamiliar map, unknown dangers, everyone is afraid of making noise that might attract monsters, and everyone is acting cautiously. Who is so anxious as to use Mint's treasure?

Jiang Heyi's act of leaning against the wall backed him up, which backfired and made him dizzy.

Leaning against the wall, I walked to the messy corridor and saw the three slimes in the room burning fiercely in the flames, turning into a pool of sticky liquid. As the flames burned, a fruity fragrance spread... It was a bit strange for a moment.

Before they could identify the debris in the inferno, the chirping of crickets echoed from every corner of the building.

"Ah... this, no way."

(End of this chapter)