T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

In addition, according to statistics, of the 49 players who rushed in, 25 shouted the name "Orange Tea," accounting for a full half.

She is very popular and is often surrounded by people at school.

Her classmates' eyes lit up when they saw her.

Famous gaming experts and internet celebrities are all around you.

Moreover, her lucky charm attribute is off the charts, so whether you're just trying to ride the wave of popularity or just chatting with her, it's all worth the price of admission.

The leaders see her as a highly sought-after commodity.

A simple admissions brochure suddenly turned the previously niche field of veterinary medicine into a focus of attention for many.

A sign fell from the sky and hit him on the head, but he's still a good kid, not a troublemaker, and very cooperative at work.

The Burning Dragon Knight logged off notification sounded.

He knew that the same sound must be echoing in his ears at the boundary between reality and illusion.

Anyone who has seen the video knows their formulaic game time from 0 to 6 o'clock.

"Hmph, just because you log off doesn't mean the game will end. We've opened up guild coordinates."

The attempt to hack failed.

It's not surprising that a dragon knight was burning.

"【Guild Blessing】, a blessing effect that lasts for 6 hours."

"It's no use. There will always be a vacuum period in 24 hours. If a guild of 7 people goes offline, what can you do to defend against it?"

"The boundary between reality and illusion, you're doomed!"

One advantage of large guilds is that they can arrange for people to take turns on duty 24 hours a day.

The friends I make are also those who are online at various times.

The accumulation of connections, both physical and virtual, is incomparable to anything that can be achieved through the boundaries of the virtual and the real.

Yes, Burning Dragon Knight admitted that the boundary between reality and illusion was unparalleled in popularity. He rashly accused the other party of colluding with the Chinese server's operations team to leak information and create a major controversy. Therefore, no one dared to support him casually, which caused him a lot of trouble.

But so what?

This is part of the gameplay; if you dare to cross the line between reality and virtuality, you have to be prepared to be robbed.

Can the boundary between the virtual and real worlds still condemn these normal players?

He thought smugly to himself until the other guild members reminded him of the remarkable duration of the blessing.

6:01 a.m. to 16:01 p.m.

"what!"

"Ten hours? Where did they steal four hours of blessing from?!"

The burning dragon knight went berserk.

Many stubborn kids have tried to establish guild strongholds. According to the information circulating, to increase the duration of protection, one must trade with merchants.

Merchants visiting the guild will request the unique materials produced at the stronghold.

But we've just established a base, where are we going to get materials for them?

Upgrade the statue?

The maximum time allotted is one hour for them to improve.

Not to mention the burning dragon knight, many players who were just there to watch the show were also dumbfounded.

The boundary between reality and illusion is like a wall hanging, giving the guild an extra 3 hours of invincibility.

The forums are buzzing with discussion: how exactly was this done?

The dragon knight suppressed his anger and tried to console himself.

"It's alright, there's still plenty of time. Eight hours a day is enough to demolish their house ten times over!"

At 16 PM sharp, the players in the game were eager to make their move, having already entered the invasion coordinates, waiting only for the countdown to end.

The Dragon Knights guild and its branches still have as many as one hundred members online.

It's irrational to rashly offend the boundary between the real and the virtual; everyone is waiting for them to take the lead and reap the benefits.

"Hmph, I wonder what they're all afraid of."

"No one's online at this time, do those puppets think they can eat you all?"

The leader of the Dragon Knights guild made a sarcastic comment in the chat before turning and diving into the teleportation portal created by the intrusion.

Without the protection and obstruction, more than a hundred people easily descended to the boundary between the virtual and the real.

"Uh... could it be that the coordinates were entered incorrectly?"

"Why did the landing point fall on the first floor of the Temple of the Clarity?"

"This bathhouse looks so familiar. Back when I was trying to defeat the Frog-Headed Stitches, he chased me here and crushed me to death several times."

"Now that you mention it, some unpleasant memories are flooding back."

Everyone chatted freely, without any fear.

Retracing the route as planned, everyone knew it like the back of their hand.

Leaving the bathhouse and entering the corridor, everyone laughed and joked again as they looked at the straight and clean passageway.

“I remember when I first started challenging the Frankenstein’s monster, the scariest part was this corridor.”

"It appeared and disappeared intermittently, gradually flashing from afar to right in front of you; the sense of oppression was terrifying."

Every player present had cleared one level. Now that they had mastered the strategies and techniques, they could only laugh when they recalled their embarrassing early-stage struggles.

Once you get the hang of it, the Frog-Headed Stitches is a total noob; you can fight it however you want.

Why is it so quiet?

"Are we not going to defend the boundary between the real and virtual worlds even though we know it can be breached?"

"Perhaps they moved the doll to another floor."

"If you keep talking like that, I have a feeling that a black luxury car will suddenly appear, and a few people will jump out and start firing at us."

"Laughing to death."

The cheerful laughter echoed down the corridor once again, and everyone seemed as relaxed as if they had come to the boundary between reality and illusion for a vacation.

As they walked, the person at the front suddenly stopped.

For a fleeting moment, he sensed a magical fluctuation coming from behind him.

One person turns around, and everyone turns around.

Where the eye is focused, there is nothing.

Just as I was thinking I was being paranoid, someone murmured.

"Why does it seem like some people are missing?"

Everyone was suddenly awakened and looked back. Under the bright lights of the corridor, a wriggling, translucent outline was revealed.

The moment it was perceived, its enormous, ugly body forcefully entered the field of vision of every player.

"Holy crap, there really is a frog-headed Frankenstein's monster!"

"Why? How can there be something like this at the boundary between the real and virtual worlds?!"

"What's the panic? Calm down, it's not like we haven't fought before!"

I'm no longer a newbie who just started playing the game. Who are you going to scare with a mere level 1 guardian?

Elemental magic surged forth, and dozens of beams of light converged on the body of the frog-headed stitched monster.

The expected scene of the injured screaming did not occur.

The frog-headed stitched monster glanced at them contemptuously, casually parted the elemental torrent, and let out a chilling, low laugh.

"You guys are delicious."

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"Focus fire! Focus fire!"

"If the output is sufficient, it is nothing."

"The neck joint is a weak point."

"Aim at that scale; it can't hide after being damaged!"

The dense magical bombardment, due to its precision, created an effect similar to a progressive barrage.

Broken stone chips and dust filled the corridor, creating a hazy atmosphere.

"Invalid?" Someone stared wide-eyed in horror.

The initial surge of elements being pushed aside had an ominous premonition, and the second wave of attacks being completely ineffective panicked everyone.

I'm no longer the newbie I was when the game launched, so why are my skills not dealing any damage?!

The Chinese version of Stellaris has not released data on player class selection, but most players believe that Elemental Mage accounts for 20% of the total number of players in the Chinese version.

Jiang Heyi added elemental resistance to the Frog-Headed Stitches precisely for this moment.

A wide tongue shot out from the other side of the dust and mist, curling up an unlucky fellow.

With a "whoosh," only his elongated, trembling scream remained in the air.

"Stop ranged magic, let the melee fighters go!"

Having better equipment and skills than when the server opened does not necessarily mean that players' skill level has improved.

Startled, many people threw spells haphazardly in a panic, aimlessly striking and leaving the already cramped corridor constantly filled with the buzzing of explosions.

"Stop! Stop it right now!"

The team leader shouted himself hoarse before the group finally stopped, allowing the melee classes and their paired support characters to advance.

There are still some skilled players in the Dragon Knights Guild. Amidst the chaos, they used their calm minds to quickly adapt their tactics by utilizing the available personnel.

"It's just a game, what's there to be afraid of!"

"The more cowardly you are, the more likely you are to die suddenly!"

That being said, the immersive experience of Witness to the Stars makes many of the reactions instinctive.

However, if the prison guard is present, he only needs to say a few words to break the atmosphere of getting into character, and the pressure can be relieved.

Instead of retreating, they advanced, and the advance of more than ten melee classes was very smooth. When the fog cleared, there was no sign of the Frog-Headed Stitches.

“It has entered its magical state,” the leader said confidently. “It is now lurking around, waiting for its chance to strike.”

"See? What it wants is for us to panic, lose our organization, and run away like headless flies, leaving us to be at its mercy."

"The Frog-Headed Stitches-on Monster is merely a creation of the undead. It has no intelligence, only the instinct to hunt and kill. Don't be frightened by its sudden speech!"

Holding the pearl in his hand, watching as the team leader calmly and passionately stabilized the situation, Kesha grinned.

"You really know how to have fun."

But is being good at playing games useful?

Two dark red beams of light pierced through the leader's skull from top to bottom.

He died instantly, before he could finish speaking, his eyes wide open as he returned to his spirit form.

Clinging to the ceiling, the magical, frog-headed stitched monster slowly emerged.

"Focus fire!"

The team's leader went offline, and the frightened members fell into chaos once again.

They had no idea what they were facing.

Due to game mechanics, the Frog-Headed Stitches in the Temple of the Clarity can only advance to a new phase and fight against the player if certain conditions are met.

For the boundary between the real and virtual, no complicated steps are required.

It, or the manipulator, can turn it if they want to.