T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Seeing the burnt-out tip of its tail, the black cat's purplish-gold eyes flashed with a fierce light.

The gentle female voice became distorted and shrill.

"Enough! I just wanted to play around with you all, but since that's how it is... you all have to die!"

"【Boundary Between Reality and Illusion】!"

Jiang Heyi was stunned.

The black cat's skills are actually based on their guild's name?

Before any other effects of this skill could be seen, the jailer suddenly sprang into action, his raised staff spewing forth a burst of flame that burned directly towards the orange tea.

Zhong Zemo reacted quickly, stepping in front of Orange Tea to block all the damage with his shield.

"Hey jailer, what are you doing!" he couldn't help but yell.

The jailer couldn't answer. At that moment, he once again fell into an endless dream, fighting with the jailer.

"Damn it, they've taken advantage of the whole system, not only aiding the enemy but also betraying them, huh?!" Jiang Heyi couldn't help but swear.

Invisible ripples spread outwards from the black cat in all directions.

The moment Jiang Heyi touched it, everything went black before his eyes, and an intense drowsiness surged up.

I can't sleep, I absolutely can't sleep!

His intuition told him that falling asleep was the time when the skill of "the boundary between reality and illusion" would be fully unleashed.

"Sleep, sleep, my children..."

"I will grant you beauty that you cannot reach in your waking life, in the eternal dream."

The black cat's silvery laughter echoed in my ears, and the ripples spreading outwards from it grew ever faster, like a tsunami.

The blankets were closest to me, and the world distorted and swayed with the hypnotic voices, as if I had swallowed a powerful hallucinogenic mushroom. I could vaguely see little people running and jumping past me.

I only glanced at those little people briefly...

With a thud, she could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

"You lowly, pitiful little insects, what are you still holding on to?" The black cat chuckled. "This is my last act of mercy towards you... Find liberation in the endless dream."

Original flavor fries and Zhong Zemo collapsed one after another.

Only Jiang Heyi, Siyuanti, and Orange Tea remained, struggling to keep the relationship afloat.

They tried to plug their ears, but the sound just kept ringing in their minds.

"Can you really bear to let your companion travel alone? Come on, let's go together."

"Eternal Night!!!"

A furious roar pierced down from the eighth dome.

"church!!!"

A blazing warhammer crashed down with earth-shattering force.

The sudden turn of events was clearly beyond Black Cat's expectations. He couldn't care less about dealing with the three people who were barely alive, and in a state of panic, he tried to escape.

The earth shook violently, sand and stones flew everywhere in the metallurgical mine, and the pervasive pink mist vanished with a roar.

Jiang Heyi, who had been thrown out by the howling wind, broke free from the hypnosis and immediately felt his tense brain relax.

Looking up at the transforming flaming warhammer, the three of them stared wide-eyed.

"King Slime!"

The Slime King, who disappeared after clearing the fourth floor, has reappeared here!

The black cat sneered: "How does it feel to be turned into a puppet by that little brat Nafiel?"

"You bunch of scum!"

King Slime gritted his teeth.

"Is it delicious?" The black cat laughed maniacally. "Your companion, you digested quite a bit while you were unconscious."

"The flesh and blood of those who love you the most, and whom you love the most, must taste exceptionally delicious."

"Now we're one, hahahahaha~~"

"I kill you!"

King Slime was utterly enraged.

Jiang Heyi hurriedly shouted, "Don't fall for it! It's deliberately trying to provoke you!"

The stronger one's willpower and the deeper one's obsession, the less likely one is to fall into the dream woven by the black cat.

Seeing that the Slime King was about to go berserk, Jiang Heyi and the other two acted in unison.

Jiang Heyi and the Four Primal Bodies pounced straight at the black cat.

"You little brat, your opponents are us!"

The black cat's twisted tone made Jiang Heyi empathize with the Slime King's anger, wishing he could tear it to pieces right now.

The black cat had no choice but to respect the high-level potion of mint, and could only angrily shout "Bug!" before turning its attention to the two of them.

Orange tea went straight to King Slime.

"Please summon a spirit that can calm the Slime King down, I beg you!"

Upon learning the truth that Jiang Heyi and others had concealed, and knowing that he had devoured the flesh and blood of countless friends, the Slime King had gone mad.

Just as she was about to trade her life for the black cat's, Sister Alna's spirit appeared.

The Slime King's ritual magic has stopped.

Chapter 107, Level 8, cleared!

“Arna…”

The Slime King transformed into the likeness of Alna, its translucent body bubbling with countless water bubbles, like her tears.

Even from close proximity, Orange Tea could sense the Slime King's sorrow.

The orange tea did not summon Alna herself, but rather a "doll" formed by filling and shaping wandering souls.

But it did indeed awaken the slime's last shred of rationality, preventing the black cat's insidious mental attack from taking effect.

King Slime had a splitting headache, but his eyes were perfectly clear.

"Thank you..." She looked at Alna again with lingering affection, then lowered her head and thanked the orange tea.

The black cat gathered the dissipated pink mist around itself, and with its two hands, each as tall as two people, it used both hands to swat away the approaching Jiang Heyi and the Four Primal Bodies.

The blade, stained with powdery mist, became the medium through which cold, sticky thoughts meandered upwards, along their arms, into their bodies, and deep into their consciousness.

As soon as they got close to the giant hand, they heard multiple echoes.

Upon closer examination, Jiang Heyi was astonished to realize that these voices originated from their encounters in their dreams.

Their consciousness was shrouded in mist, and within the mist, the vortex of dreams devoured their rationality. "They" from the dream world kept chanting Jiang Heyi's name.

The voice was so warm and gentle...like a loving mother calling to a lost child.

Jiang Heyi plunged the knife into his thigh, and the excruciating pain that penetrated to the bone spread throughout his body, dispelling the chaotic sounds that flooded his consciousness.

The four primordial bodies were in slightly better condition. They bit their lips, licked the blood, and used their sense of taste and pain to resist the ever-increasing mental onslaught.

It turns out the black cat was just playing around earlier; it was fully capable of using mental magic while launching physical attacks, and could even combine the two.

"Can it still be blocked?"

I thought it was a tiny bug that I could easily crush, but even after I applied force, it remained firmly in place.

This is a disgrace to the black cat.

"Arise, you illusory puppet trapped in the dream."

Not only the jailer, but also the others who had fallen to the ground, such as the original flavor fries, got up upon hearing the noise.

The effects of the mint potion hadn't worn off, and the enhanced creatures attacked the black cat like wolves and tigers.

Mental attacks, mentalized physical attacks, puppet manipulation, and the main body can also use one or two small acceleration spells.

The black cat's mental fortitude is astonishing.

This guy is more than ten times stronger than the Whisperer Naphiel!

How could such an outrageous monster be staying on the eighth floor? Shouldn't the people of the Eternal Night Church all go deeper into the area?

"Your opponent is me!"

Just as it was about to deliver the fatal blow together with the giant hand formed from the pink mist, it sensed the chilling killing intent. The black cat's tail stood up like an antenna, and a pink halo flashed frequently.

The spiritual power extracted from dreams is transformed into a solid shield to protect oneself.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

One of the supreme powers of the earth element—gravity magic.

Despite her formidable strength, her body was firmly locked to the ground, unable to move an inch.

The beams of light formed from condensed dark elements surged towards the black cat like a roaring river.

Spiritual power, magical power, and elemental power—these three forces intertwine and collide, condensing a world-destroying force at the point of impact.

Unable to focus on controlling the four puppets at the boundary between reality and illusion, the original flavor fries were the first to awaken.

Her body went limp after her strength was drained, and before she could even come to her senses, two trustworthy figures appeared in front of her.

Jiang Heyi and the four original entities raised a magic shield, blocking the four dazed people.

next second...

A moment of silence followed, then a deafening roar that shook the earth and pierced eardrums.

The buildings of the metallurgical mine were reduced to ashes in the explosion, and the forging furnaces, forged from rare metals through countless hammerings, were blown into the sky, instantly bearing hundreds and thousands of scars, as if they had been torn apart by the claws of wild beasts.

Jiang Heyi and the others' magic shields were simply a drop in the ocean. In this clash of top-tier combat power in the game, they couldn't even stabilize their magic power.

Just as they were about to be torn to pieces by the magical turbulence, a soft touch enveloped the seven people at the boundary between reality and illusion.

The Slime King transformed back into a giant "pudding," shielding them behind him.

She thoughtfully released a soundproofing array to prevent Jiang Heyi and the others from having their eardrums ruptured and becoming deaf.

Seconds later, the energy from the collision gradually dissipated, leaving a crater several meters deep at the center. The buildings visible to the naked eye on the eighth floor were all shattered and collapsed, with only the temple-like structures at the very edge remaining somewhat intact.

The dark smelting layer shimmered with various colors of light.

They come from minerals.

The chaotic currents of magic, spiritual power, and elemental power surged wildly, and the unprocessed minerals piled up on the eighth floor were ignited by different forces, reacting silently.

The black cat was not dead. It stood atop a huge, rickety pillar, looking down at everyone.

However, when his gaze fell upon the Slime King, there was not a trace of the disdain he would show when confronting the boundary between reality and illusion.

When magic first permeated the world, slimes were among the first races to awaken and learn how to use magic.

They are the oldest "monsters," born alongside renowned races such as dragons, sirens, and elves in the ancient First Age.

When it comes to those ancient and intelligent races, slimes are the only ones that are not mentioned.

Simply put, slimes are not an intelligent race; they are inherently unintelligent.

The king is an exception.

They are a miracle of this flawed, intellectually deprived race, cruelly mocked by the world.

The black cat sensed the surrounding spiritual energy, which was then captured by the Slime King.

"Stop looking, the portal is broken, and the spatial magic is ineffective." The Slime King glared at her. "This is the work of your Church of Eternal Night."

Black Cat was certain that the people in the church wouldn't do that.

Upon entry, it was clearly stated that necessary infrastructure must not be damaged, and the 10-story large bookstore was one of them.

The change occurred not long ago. The High Saintess of Clarity, still stubbornly resisting on the 12th floor, seemed to have done something; spatial magic in the temple gradually lost its effectiveness, and...

Someone reported that they vaguely sensed something watching them through the still-functioning portals.