T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 681, Page 680: You're awake. The surgery wasn't successful; you're needed to complete the final step.

On the island ruled by the ruler, Jailer Bro independently completed more than one spirit body swap.

The difficulty of this technique lies almost entirely in the fact that it requires practice; the head of the Sky Island medical team likened it to a magical surgery.

The world of Anna is different from the Sky Island, with vastly different magical abundance. It is necessary to rely on Hagiron and Ksha to create a magically rich area in order to achieve the minimum basic environment required for the "operation".

This was the first time in his life that he had performed a spirit-body swap on a living person, and he was under immense pressure. The jailer was sweating profusely.

"Potato……"

"Don't panic, just follow the procedures you're familiar with. I'm helping you manage the flow of magic power coming from Kesha to ensure it's stable," Jiang Heyi reassured him instinctively, trying to ease the tension with a relaxed tone. "We'll work together, brothers..."

“How can one possibly win a battle…” The jailer swallowed hard, interrupting him, but his tone was even more serious. “It’s not that I’m panicking about this… it’s just that… something feels off. Alna’s spirit and this puppet body seem… not quite ‘compatible’.”

What do you mean by that?

"Have you ever assembled a detailed model before?" Sweat stung the jailer's eyes, making him squint. "I followed the instructions exactly, step by step, and every part seemed to fit perfectly. But when it came to the most crucial joint, I found that... it just wouldn't fit. It was like I'd been tricked."

Jiang Heyi's head buzzed and went numb.

That doesn't make sense. The doll was meticulously sculpted by them based on Alna's soul state and physical information.

The technology used all comes from the Overlord, and the materials are also directly dropped from the Sky Island.

Logically speaking, even if there is some rejection, it should be a minor adjustment that could only occur when the spirit enters the body and begins to deeply integrate.

How could it show such strong resistance even before Alna's spirit had begun to put on this "new outfit"?

There wasn't even a chance to try it on and check if it fit properly?
At this moment, Alna's sleeping spiritual light sphere was suspended directly above the perfect doll's body.

The jailer, Orange Tea, and Gloria are each using their own methods, either gently guiding her with pure magic or softly calling out to her, trying to lead her to a new home.

However, Alna's spirit was as if blocked by an invisible spring, only rising and falling, approaching and being pushed away, never truly able to touch the body prepared for her, as if there was some kind of essential mutual repulsion between the two.

"Ouch!!!!!!"

Alna's "new clothes" had a tremendous impact on the vengeful spirits, who were essentially wandering ghosts.

These spirits are the manifestations of countless lingering thoughts that have been dormant and wandering this land for hundreds of years. Their individual consciousness has long been extinguished, and even their stable forms that can be observed no longer exist.

It was the vibrant life force emanating from this perfect doll-like body, combined with its emptiness, that forcibly brought these intangible fragments together, endowing them with the terrifying power to briefly "awaken" and collectively resonate.

Any attempt to “adapt” to this body is seen by them, in their chaotic and primitive perception, as a robbing of their only chance for “rebirth.”

This drove them into complete madness.

"It's gone berserk!"

Suddenly, a burst of blood appeared on the shoulder of the person who had been fighting in the shadows.

Originally, under the blessing of the Golden Holy Word, the bites of the spirits could only cause minor flesh wounds, but now they seemed to have a substantial power to break through defenses, and the wounds were so deep that the bone could be seen.

The mouse even had its knuckles gnawed off, causing it to instinctively flinch in pain.

All the spirits, regardless of their strength, seemed to have received the same command. They broke free from their respective battles and, like a school of sardines that had been disturbed and gone mad, transformed into streaks of black shadows from the depths of the dark shadows, rushing straight and recklessly toward the doll-like body on the ground that radiated an alluring light.

Thousands of dead souls surged forth like a tidal wave!
Jiang Heyi multitasked, diverting Kesha's magic while simultaneously unleashing mental magic centered on himself.

This spell had no name, so Jiang Heyi hastily named it "Instant Offensive Mental Barrier".

Sayer had always taught offensive techniques, but considering the needs of descending upon Anna, he slightly modified one of the offensive techniques, turning it into a form that could be created as a barrier.

"If you need to use this magic to descend upon Anna, then you should disregard my teachings."

An invisible and intangible spiritual force field rapidly unfolded around Jiang Heyi, like an inverted giant bowl, tightly enveloping the entire center of the spirit body swapping ritual.

The moment the spirit touched the barrier, it felt as if it had crashed into a scorching wall covered with spikes, and shrill screams rose and fell.

The spirits at the forefront, under the backlash and burning of spiritual power, were like moths thrown into a raging fire, instantly turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating.

In an instant, the torrent of spiritual energy that had been gushing out from beneath their feet like a black spring was forcibly pushed back by this all-encompassing spiritual barrier, and temporarily blocked in the deep darkness.

Multitasking took a huge toll on Jiang Heyi's physical and mental strength.

Not to mention that not far away, the berserk spirits were able to break through Henilakai like a torrent—the suppressive power of the Demon-Suppressing Body was no longer enough to deter the crazed spirits, and the defensive line was in grave danger.

The problem must be solved immediately.

"Do you think it's our problem or Alna's problem?" Jiang Heyi asked, posing a probing question.

"It's hard to say. The process of a spirit entering a body is like...like..." The jailer found the analogy he wanted, "It's like trying to plug a charger into a power strip in the dark. You always feel like the charging port on the power strip is moving, deliberately avoiding you, and you can't find the right spot no matter what you do."

"Fuck you, I'll shoot you all!"

Elemental Fusion Torrent Initiation!
Wherever it passed, spirits were instantly evaporated and melted, like ice and snow thrown into a steel furnace.

The surging torrent of undead was abruptly severed by this violent attack, resulting in a brief "interruption of flow".

Even more astonishingly, while unleashing such a powerful attack, he still had the leisure to casually conjure several icy spears and accurately toss them to Golovin, who was waiting nearby, allowing him to maintain efficient long-range firepower suppression.

Jiang Heyi and the prison guard tried twice more, but still couldn't fit together.

Spiritual body swapping is not a matter of assembling a model; if all else fails, you can always use a file to polish it or rely on brute force to create a miracle.

This is a delicate operation involving the very essence of the soul, and cannot tolerate the slightest roughness.

"Orange tea, awakens Alna."

"Huh?" The Tea Master was taken aback.

The jailer hurriedly explained, "Under normal circumstances, it's best for the spirit to remain in a deep sleep during the body transfer. This way, deep in her subconscious, she will naturally accept that this new body and her soul are one and inseparable, minimizing the risk of subsequent rejection..."

"You have to be flexible!" Jiang Heyi interrupted him, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I remember clearly that when the teachers were teaching the body-swapping technique, they explicitly mentioned that in cases of difficulty in guiding or unknown rejection, allowing the awakened spirit to adapt autonomously is also a viable alternative. Awaken her! Go now!"

He paused, then said, "Squid, come over here and set up a big soundproofing array!"

As the person with the most say at the boundary between the virtual and the real, everyone is already used to following Jiang Heyi's ideas.

Orange Tea had no doubts. Once the soundproofing array was in place, she immediately used a chant that only Alna could hear to gently awaken her from the depths of the dream, which was being immersed in the requiem.

“I…this is…” Alna’s spiritual light trembled slightly, emitting a hazy halo.

She seemed somewhat dazed as her consciousness gradually awoke from her deep sleep.

"I...am pregnant?"

In this situation, Jiang Heyi couldn't help but think of a sentence. "You're awake. The surgery wasn't successful. You'll have to complete the last part yourself."

Her "gaze" was fixed on Orange Tea's face, which was very close to hers—while Orange Tea cleverly adjusted her position to completely shield herself from the howling spirits and the apocalyptic horror behind her.

"Only one last step remains; you need to enter the body yourself."

Despite the difference from the originally described fusion process, Alna obediently looked down at the new body lying quietly on the ground.

Cat ears and a fluffy, squirrel-like tail made her spirit radiate a pale blue aura—she liked this look, and Sloan certainly did too!

She was like a child seeing a beloved toy; with a light leap, her spirit body stretched out gracefully, as if she had grown invisible wings at that moment and descended towards new life.

Just as her spirit body had not yet fully touched the doll's body, the invisible repulsive force that had been present suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a powerful yet gentle attraction, like a warm vortex that had been prepared for her, precisely captured her and smoothly drew her soft and ever-changing spirit into it.

From Jiang Heyi and the others' perspective, she looked like a piece of toilet paper that had fallen into a toilet bowl, disappearing into the visible vortex.

The doll's dim, yet sapphire-like eyes flashed with a sharp light, like a monitor that had been successfully installed and turned on.

"Holy crap!" the jailer exclaimed. "Hey Hey, what do you mean? Why can self-adaptation work, but our adjustment doesn't?"

He's a bit stubborn at heart; if it weren't for Potato's insistence on adapting to changing circumstances, he would most likely have impulsively chosen to stick to his guns.

"You've been through so much in Anna, and you're still asking this kind of question?" Jiang Heyi wiped his sweat. "If the program runs, don't ask why."

Orange Tea crouched nervously beside Alna, and seeing her fingers trembling slightly, immediately asked what was wrong.

"active?"

"can……"

Alna's throat was dry; her new body, still unlubricated by the soul, felt rough.

"It's like being drunk... my body is a little out of control, but I can feel that it belongs to me."

She wanted to chat with everyone for a bit, but then she noticed that the main manipulators of the spirit-body swap, Potato and Jailer Bro, were shooting out, one drawing a knife and the other with green light emanating from his hand.

The next second, Kesha walked by on the waves, splashing water onto her face. The cool sensation made her dizzy.

A wonderful, long-lost taste.

It's a tactile sensation that can only be felt by living.

The next second, the explosion and shockwave in the distance tore through the soundproof array, and a mournful shriek, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing in.

She was stunned as she watched those hideous and ugly faces turn to ashes under the attack of numerous spells.

"what happened?"

"To make a long story short... your body is very alluring, and they all want to take it."

Suddenly, the blanket peeked out from the shadows beside Alna, startling her so much that she jumped up.

She exclaimed in surprise, only to find that her previously numb body suddenly became smooth again after being startled.

The fierce battle against the undead continues.

The spirits had no way out; without a puppet body, they would also perish, hence their relentless pursuit.

"You bunch of stray dogs were so arrogant when I wasn't around!"

The jailer's voice arrived before his magic.

Just as Henilakai's bear paws shattered two nearly 4-meter-tall behemoths, and he was about to shield his chest with his hands to block the sweeping attack of another tall aggregated spirit, a loud bang and a shockwave that was inches away made his arms go numb.

Amidst the howling wind, flying stones struck his body like bullets, leaving trails of blood.

"Bang bang bang bang~~~~"

The savage French fry, wielding two long knives, was in the midst of a fierce battle when the spirit before her suddenly exploded, causing her to stagger backward.

Looking up again, I listened to the festive "firecrackers" that sounded like the tolling of New Year's bells, and I couldn't help but feel a little numb.

She looked up in a daze, and as far as her eyes could see, the spirits were like wax figures thrown into a raging fire, swelling in all sorts of distorted postures.

Then, amidst a series of short, violent explosions, it shattered into countless green specks of light that were rapidly dissipating.

The continuous roar filled my ears, and my vision was repeatedly illuminated by a ghastly green light.

The aftershocks of the spirit explosions overlapped, and the spirits that were stained with the green energy fragments, regardless of size or strength, were as if a fuse had been lit. After a brief, desperate struggle, they followed in the footsteps of their predecessors and turned into even more magnificent fireworks.

The necromancer's classic signature move: [Spirit Explosion].

In the existing magical environment of the Anna world, dealing with spirits with stable energy structures is a sure thing.

Aside from consuming a huge amount of magic power, its release can almost drain the jailer dry in an instant, it has no other drawbacks.

The necromancer, the strictest father to the spirits.

The spirits that managed to escape the clutches of the jailer were all monsters that had devoured and evolved to almost the same level as the 9th rank.

Without exception, they all had some rationality to back them up and understood the importance of development.

From the very beginning of the fierce battle, their primary focus was on eating.

Alna's entry into the body does not signify the end; the spiritual body and the physical body need to go through a period of adaptation.

As long as Alna's soul is killed during this time, they can still take her place.

"The little stray dog ​​is dead; all that's left are well-fed, big stray dogs." The jailer looked around. "There are quite a few of them."

"Is there a difference?" Eleravie tossed her dark red hair and landed in front of the group. "A stray dog ​​is a stray dog!"

She no longer needs to act as a magic battery; she's free!

For a century, in order to keep her promise to Tina, she carefully restrained her power and minimized the destructiveness of her dragon form.

Have all the spirits overeaten and become level 9?

Just what she wanted!

"I'm truly grateful to you all for helping me grow to this level." Eleravi licked her lips. "Equal strength doesn't violate my agreement with Tina!"

(End of this chapter)