T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 81, Section 80: A Nickname That Wasn't Wrong

As the boundary between reality and illusion entered the swamp, all the commentators unanimously locked onto their perspectives.

The official website provides all commentators with a God's-eye view of the world bubble they are in. As long as this feature is enabled, they can clearly see the monsters hidden within the player's activity area.

Meanwhile, a monster rating system was also implemented in the main event, allowing viewers to clearly understand the danger level of each monster through the rating.

The [Mud Banshee], which challenges the boundary between reality and illusion, is classified as A-rank, second only to S-rank and the unrated special individual that only displays a "?".

"Can you sense it? There's a magic warrior, two magic users, and a necromancer in the team..."

"Oh dear, can't you really feel it? Wow, I'm in big trouble!"

As they stepped into the hunting grounds of the swamp banshee at the boundary between reality and illusion, and were enveloped by earth elemental magic, many commentators exclaimed.

With the consecutive deaths of the quilt and the jailer, the swamp banshee displayed formidable strength befitting an A-level rating. Under such circumstances, the commentators who had previously been worried about the boundary between reality and illusion no longer held any hope for their future.

As commentators, they were expected to be relatively objective. They tried to explain that when faced with a surprise attack of this magnitude, there was simply nothing they could do. However, some people were already ignoring their explanations and started celebrating instead.

"Time to ship it~~"

"The first guild to be eliminated is coming."

"Is this the boundary between reality and illusion that some people claim to be able to overpower all the major guilds? It's really quite laughable."

"Just number one in marketing."

"Sigh, that's how the boundary between the virtual and the real is. Other guilds only need to think about how to improve themselves, get a spot, and win glory for the country. But the boundary between the virtual and the real has a lot more to consider."

"Posting videos to hype themselves up, getting on trending topics to market themselves, and making a killing. Do you guys have any guilds like that? They're really good at this."

"How can you talk about the boundary between reality and illusion like that? Once it's eliminated, it will always be the number one guild during the off-season. Don't you understand the value of being number one?"

Regardless of whether the boundary between reality and illusion has been crossed or not, it has now been snapped onto the boundary.

"Sigh, it's hard to say. It won't flip over, will it? It really won't flip over, will it?"

When only three people remained at the boundary between the real and the virtual, the taunting chatter of champagne was already deafening. But when Jiang Heyi returned and defeated the enemy with two desperate strikes, only a neat and orderly formation remained in the bubble world...

"what?"

"Wow, Potato God!"

"The power of the Bean Emperor is terrifying."

"18100 points, that's the starting score?"

"Having points is meaningless if you can't find a guide, so what are you happy about?"

"Ah, so we'll encounter the guide this way?"

The boundary between the virtual and real worlds was already at an all-time low, but as his teammates fell one after another, Cyber ​​Potato seemed to be... experiencing a turn of good fortune?
"Good milk, good milk, say that the gluttonous dog who can't find its guide is speaking!"

"What good is finding a guide? A guide can only revive one guild member at most. As time goes by and the number of revivals increases, the points required for each revival will become extremely high."

The players were still arguing back and forth when the notification sound of the natural disaster starting echoed throughout the venue.

Every viewer was stunned. Even those who weren't focusing their attention on Jiang Heyi's World Bubble were now fixated on him.

The players on the field hurriedly opened the panel to check.

The guild name at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds suddenly displayed the message "[Messenger of the Cataclysm]".

"I'll do it!"

"Grass!"

A natural disaster struck less than an hour into the game. Should I play or not?
Since the players were unaware of the severe reduction in the number of players at the boundary between virtual and real, they assumed that the players had gained points but instead of improving their own, they had started to act as troublemakers, and they couldn't help but curse loudly.

The entire bottled water guild, Shenluo Guild, fell silent.

They are a mobile magic fortress combination of 6 elemental mages and 1 shadowwalker.

However, the words "Suppress Demons" appeared in the natural disaster list.

Good news: Magic isn't banned, it's not completely useless, and they can still score points by avoiding the monsters spawned by natural disasters.

At worst... we'll just kill and rob, and get back to the essence of PVP.

Bad news: It's not magic-suppressing...

This feeling of being given a glimmer of hope so that you don't despair, but being forced to desperately chase after a sliver of life, is sometimes even more bitter.

Complaining was pointless; the small wooden house where Jiang Heyi was located was enveloped in a hazy, pale purple light.

A beam of light tore through the clouds and pierced the sky.

Ripples spread across the sky, and a chilling purple light flashed intermittently, staining the azure sky with a dark purple hue.

The Cataclysm: Demon Suppression Hive is about to spawn.

The special attack status against Cataclysmic Creatures belonging to the [Cataclysmic Messenger] class will also take effect.

"I need a Zerg warrior."

Because of the purchase of the Cataclysm, the score required for the Zerg Warrior quickly rose to 3700, which scared Jiang Heyi into placing an order immediately, fearing that the price would continue to rise.

He reached into the box, and this time, instead of notes, he found square boxes.

He took out a copy and handed it to the Mushishi to open.

The Mushishi seemed to be able to read minds: "You seem to be looking forward to obtaining the [Demon Slayer], but unfortunately, he is not the one accompanying you today."

Inside the box, a pure white ant lay quietly.

【The Immaculate Tyrant】

The Mushishi blew a breath at it, and the [Pure Tyrant] came to life, its body rapidly expanding until it finally settled into a large creature nearly 3 meters long and about 1 meter tall.

When magnified proportionally, the Immaculate Tyrant's massive mandibles open and close repeatedly, making a "clicking" sound, resembling a guillotine. Unlike ordinary ants, the Immaculate Tyrant has a pair of symmetrical butterfly wings at the junction of its thorax and abdomen, allowing it to float lightly and glide far away.

After demonstrating its basic movement postures, Jiang Heyi learned from its previous experience.

"Can you talk?"

"It is an honor to be your servant."

The Immaculate Tyrant's voice was quite magnetic, accompanied by a slight hissing sound as he sucked.

While spending 700 points to revive his bed, he asked, "What is your ability?"

"With my master by my side, I will not be affected by negative statuses."

"Furthermore, I am very confident in my abilities."

"Oh, how does it compare to the [Demon Suppressor]?"

"It is not as good as me."

A beam of light pulled the blanket that was floating in the sky watching the battle back to the ground.

The incident happened suddenly, and she was still a little dizzy.

"Why me?"

“I need someone who can help share the positive pressure, and I also need someone who can quickly run away and save me in case of an emergency,” Jiang Heyi explained.

"The pressure is immense."

"Who isn't?"

As Jiang Heyi spoke, the [Swarm Enemy] status took effect.

There's no time to waste.

The two had only taken two steps when they were stopped by the Immaculate Tyrant who scrambled forward.

"Please sit down, master, and I will serve you."

The tentacles of the Immaculate Tyrant can actually flip and bend backward, which is a kind of twin tail.

"Little Tyrant, can you beat the bugs that spawn from the Cataclysm?" The girl, wrapped in her blanket, grabbed her twin tails and savored the feeling of the bugs galloping around.

"I am nothing but a weak and useless piece of trash. Please rest assured, Master, during the time you have me, no natural disaster can defeat me."

It seems that the growth curve of the Scourge swarm will not be able to break through the ability threshold of the Zerg warriors within 12 hours.

A dark shadow blocked their path through the lush woodland.

Feeling the discomfort of his magic being disrupted, Jiang Heyi took a closer look and discovered that it was actually a "slime" formed by a massive swarm of ants.

Following the giant ant-worm ball, a giant ant the same size as the Immaculate Tyrant emitted a purple light that could suppress magic.

The demon-suppressing power was not strong, and Jiang Heyi guided the magic and found that it could still be cast normally.

The Immaculate Tyrant, like a raging bull, forcefully crushed the oncoming ant-like meatballs.

The scattered ants and insects tried to land on Jiang Heyi and the quilt, but were easily burned to ashes by the fire ring spell.

The corrosive liquid they spewed out caused the Immaculate Tyrant's pure white body to flash slightly before vanishing without a trace, along with the poisonous creatures, which were also turned into dust by the white light.

The roadblock ant charged towards the Immaculate Tyrant, and the quilt that was riding the ant was scared. She quickly escaped from the driver's seat and rolled to the side.

The duel between the two giant ants lasted less than a second before the Immaculate Tyrant's powerful mandibles pierced the head of the Demon-Suppressing Giant Ant.

Its strength was so astonishing that it effortlessly pushed against the Demon-Suppressing Giant Ant. Its ferocious force broke the ant's legs, and its suppressed chest and abdomen were pressed tightly against the ground. Under the intense friction, pungent sap flew everywhere.

In the furrows formed by the plowing, fragments of the body that had fallen from the Demon-Suppressing Giant Ant could be seen everywhere. It had been smashed hundreds of meters away by the Immaculate Tyrant, and half of its body was evenly smeared on the ground.

The already dead Demon-Suppressing Giant Ant was then bitten or trampled by the Immaculate Tyrant until not a single intact part of its body remained. Only then did he look back at Jiang Heyi and the other person with satisfaction.

To be honest, for a moment, Jiang Heyi thought that the Immaculate Tyrant, with its compound eyes flashing red, was planning to devour them all...

"Just a little warm-up, please excuse my poor performance."

Who would dare laugh at me?

As expected, the nickname was well-deserved; he truly lived up to his reputation as a tyrant.

The Demon Slayer enjoys crushing the corpses of its enemies.

The one in front of us is even more of a heavyweight.

"You seem very eager for a fight?" Jiang Heyi asked.

"If my master can find me more and more enemies..." The Immaculate Tyrant's eyes blazed with red light, and his jade-like body was enveloped in layers of blood-red mist. "I am willing to show my master even greater power."

The Immaculate Tyrant's performance also shocked the audience outside the arena.

"No wonder they went straight to the swamp at the start of the game at the boundary between the real and the virtual. They figured out the pattern and came looking for the Insect Master."

"This is not so easy now. With the help of the Immaculate Tyrant in the first 12 hours, eliminating the two remaining people at the boundary between the real and the virtual will not be a simple matter."

"However, I'm still not very optimistic about the virtual-real boundary. They have a huge disadvantage in terms of the number of players at the start, and their margin for error is very small," commentator Niu Dongdong remarked.

He glanced at the players' comments.

"Hey, how is this considered 'poisonous milk'? You guys should talk things out properly. I was being very objective, wasn't I?"

"How about this, let's not talk about whether the boundary between reality and illusion can get a spot in the world championship this round. The top 6, how about that, let's do it like the preliminary rounds."

"If we can get into the top 6, I'll give away 3000 yuan when I wake up."

A professional commentator must be willing to make judgments.

(End of this chapter)