T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Zhong Zemo, who was walking at the front of the group, gagged.

It stinks!

It smelled like a rotten, fermenting garbage heap that had been exposed to the sun for a full day.

"Ah~~~~~"

The low, chilling groans sent shivers down one's spine.

Pushing aside the layers of mist, they came closer and saw the outline of the monster's body.

With just one glance, Orange Tea's heart and lungs stopped, and she was pulled back from falling by the jailer.

It was a resilient, enormous hill of flesh and blood.

Its dark red skin secretes a brownish-red mucus that tightly adheres to the silver coins, gold coins, magic crystals, and gems scattered all over its body.

A dazzling array of colors and vast quantities of valuable items formed the monster's scales.

But there were also strange leather scrolls, like fabric used to mend this ugly, strange body, appearing everywhere, hastily and messily.

Its soft flesh was squeezed, like well-kneaded meat paste, and poured out from the gaps in its scales, forming human-like arms that scraped the ground, leaving white streaks.

The ear-piercing friction sound bombarded everyone's eardrums.

Suddenly, it made a sound.

"Money...contract..."

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

That was the sound of someone breathing out air to speak, but no one could find its mouth.

The speech became faster and faster, more and more urgent, as if someone were whipping him, and the voice gradually became painful.

"Give me your money, give it to me!"

It did not immediately show aggression, but the commanding tone in its words was self-evident.

Jiang Heyi swallowed hard: "How much do you want?"

"all……"

"Your everything!"

"Money, money, money!"

The attempt to establish communication was successful.

Jiang Heyi took a deep breath: "What if... there isn't?"

A beating heart protrudes from the surface of a fleshy hill, pressed against armor forged from money.

The sound of hundreds and thousands of heartbeats, even the loudest bells and drums, is nothing compared to this.

“I can hear the vibrant sound of your lives.”

"Healthy...complete..."

"The body, and also money!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

As if triggering the wrong dialogue, this time, the fleshy hill did not hesitate, and the foul-smelling bloody mud poured down.

That was black blood.

Chapter 310 Humorous Copy

The roar of the tide was deafening, and the azure blade of light melted through flesh like butter, easily splitting the mountain of flesh in two.

It's like cutting open a pastry with a molten center, and a foul-smelling, dark red liquid flows out with a pungent odor.

The stench and the eerie aroma of burning protein blend together.

French Fries' hand holding the knife trembled, and Zhong Zemo's shield swayed.

The strange smell choked my nasal cavity, and the physiological reaction was a tingling sensation on my scalp, followed by a runny nose and snot.

The overly strong reaction triggered the sensory inhibition of the Proof of the Stars.

It has no strong defensive capabilities; each attack can tear huge gashes on its body, causing blood and flesh to splatter.

"Money, give me the money!"

"Flesh and blood...your flesh and blood..."

"Fresh, living flesh and blood!"

Like a bloated patient, it howled morbidly while moving its excessively obese body and trying to pat its surroundings.

Each strike sprayed out countless fleshy worms.

Fist-sized tumors of flesh rolled to the ground, while others sprouted human-like feet and raced across the ground, heading straight for the boundary between reality and illusion.

Tiny pieces of meat, the size of a fingernail or a grain of rice, wriggled rapidly and crawled out of the center of the liquid.

"Damn it!"

The blankets, like a startled cat, jumped three feet high.

She leaped out of the shadows, slapping her arms to shake off the worms clinging to her.

"They can pass through shadows!"

No spells needed; easily infiltrate the shadows.

These eerie little dots, devoid of eyes and organs, seem to sense where life exists. The spirits and skeletons summoned by the jailer are not the primary targets, while the zombies are instantly devoured by the enemy.

"It's healed?"

French Fries watched in astonishment as the blade, pierced through flesh, was enveloped by swarms of meat, and the wound vanished in a few breaths.

The body, which had been severed in two, was reunited as everyone focused on attacking.

"The Four Primitives!"

As soon as Jiang Heyi opened his mouth, the four original bodies knew what to do.

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The thick beam of light pierced through flesh and blood in an instant, and the high temperature generated by the collision of fire and thunder scorched the flesh and blood hill from the inside out.

With limited offensive capabilities and weak defenses, relying solely on its regenerative abilities to survive, it's even inferior to Gorcalon.

Everything will be alright as long as the elements merge in the rapids of match-3.

With great difficulty, a beam of light several times its own strength swept across flesh and blood, causing crimson mist to rise and dispel the surrounding fog due to the surging magical energy.

In a short while, the hill of flesh and blood vanished into thin air.

"Hoo~~" The Primal took a breath and quickly drank the mint potion to restore its magic power.

"Sure enough, sustained damage is the most effective way to deal with these tough opponents. Forcibly interrupting their recovery solves the problem..."

Blood gushed out, and torrential rain poured down.

In an instant, the blood at the boundary between reality and illusion was above their feet, and the stench of pus filled their nostrils, once again stirring up unpleasant memories for everyone.

In the torrential rain, the outline of the mountain of flesh was silently sketched out.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to everyone's sight unscathed.

"Money...money...!"

Roaring, the fleshy hill changed its appearance.

The uneven, slimy surface was covered with ghastly human faces.

Like people drowning, they reach out their hands out of their flesh and blood, waving wildly, trying to grasp at a straw.

Hands became the "oars" that propelled the fleshy hill forward, and with hands as feet, it charged forward at high speed like a spider.

The group narrowly escaped, only to be met with a swarm of fleshy worms crawling on the ground.

The fleshy hill swayed rhythmically, its massive body trembling as more and more "lice" fell, growing larger and larger, vaguely taking on human outlines.

Orange Tea couldn't avoid it and was bitten on the finger by a fist-sized worm.

The fire spirit promptly breathed fire, scorching the attacker, but healing magic could not heal the wounds.

For a moment, blood flowed like a torrent.

Someone in bed noticed something unusual: "What's going on?"

Orange Tea panicked: "I...I don't know, the bleeding won't stop!"

Zhong Zemo quickly took out the Mint Recovery Potion.

It would have been better if I hadn't drunk it, because the medicine had just taken it and started to take effect. My injured finger swelled up and bled, and the blood gushed out as if it were being pumped.

A strong wave of dizziness washed over her, and Orange Tea could no longer control herself, collapsing to the ground.

Unable to maintain the elemental shield, the blood began to corrode the equipment, emitting a terrifying "sizzling" sound.

The blood splattered from the orange tea gathered in mid-air to form a small bead, which then merged into the body of the fleshy hill.

In an instant, all the meat lumps in the arena appeared to resemble Orange Tea's face.

Orange tea caused bleeding from all seven orifices.

"What kind of magic is this!" Fries exclaimed in disbelief.

Can you manipulate someone's blood just by taking a bite?

"Fresh flesh and blood, a fresh body, a beating heart!"

"I want it, I want it!"

"Money, money, money!"

With a wave of his hand, the jailer unleashed a chain of corpse explosions, clearing out the flesh worms surrounding the support team once again.

His casting speed was fast enough, and his AOE effect was also strong, but it couldn't stop the Roshan from being produced even faster.

The defenses were compromised as soon as they took a breath.

Glancing at the mountain of flesh that ignored the attack and was ecstatic, he hesitated for a moment, then opened his backpack, and several magic crystals appeared in his hand.

Today, in order to trade with players who specialize in crafting, he happened to exchange some items.

The magic crystal struck the surface of the mountain of flesh, hesitated for a moment, and then slid deep into the flesh with a "whoosh".

The distorted human faces floating on the surface of the body, which had originally had their eyes closed, suddenly opened them all.

His pale, distorted face exuded a morbid madness.

"Crystal, crystal!"

"mine!"

"No, it's mine!"

"It's all mine!"

Screaming and roaring, the mountain of flesh trembled, and intense pupa-like sounds emanated from within it.

The dying orange tea suddenly couldn't feel the blood leaving its body, and the stinging pain of its flesh being torn apart.

The healing magic took effect quickly, rapidly healing the wounds on his fingers and restoring color to his pale face.

"what have you done?"

French Fries turned his head in surprise and saw the crystals that the jailer hadn't finished throwing away.

"It seems... money is its weakness."

Upon hearing this, everyone took out the crystals they still had, as well as the copper, silver, and gold coins they kept as collectibles, and threw them out all at once.

"Money, it's money!"

"Our money!"

The voice inside the mountain of flesh couldn't contain its joy.

The crystals, coins, and scrolls attached to its body burned rapidly, igniting the enormous mountain of flesh.