T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The blood-red, furious lion roared and charged out, unleashing a powerful claw that crushed the flesh priest beneath its feet.

A sudden, chilling sword aura cleaved the flesh priestess in two at the waist. Countless whirlwinds sliced ​​through her flesh like mud, instantly crushing her body and leaving only shattered limbs.

Looking at the flesh and blood priest who had been finely chopped into minced meat, Jiang Heyi couldn't help but feel confused.

That's it?

It seems that even the evening dew is better.

Blood plasma and minced meat writhed and rolled together, gathering into one as if in reverse.

The flesh priestess, who had been stitched back together in just two or three seconds, was alluring and seductive. She licked the blood on her arm that wasn't her own.

"Slurp~~~"

"Mmm, adventurer's blood, so delicious~~~"

The fries felt a chill run down their spines, as if a flesh priest had licked their arms from afar.

The pool of blood beneath their feet churned, and the blood of the dead around them had somehow coalesced into a single mass.

The flesh and bone residue absorbed by the flesh priest fell off his body and into the blood.

A giant sword, forged purely from blood, flesh, and bones, and crisscrossed with the meridians of the human body, slowly rose up.

"Why don't you play with this toy for a while?"

As she spoke, she floated up lightly and fell towards the city below the city wall, where the battlefield, which had just been cleaned up by the creation of flesh and blood, was littered with corpses.

In the normal game's design, you can't advance to the next stage without hitting the giant, fleshy sword floating in mid-air.

The design of Proof of the Stars...

"I don't care about this or that. The four Primal Bodies hold the line here. We're going after the Flesh Priest."

As she spoke, she leaped off the city wall like dumplings, landing lightly thanks to the summoning power of Orange Tea.

On the city wall, the four primordial bodies took a deep breath.

"Brother, you're just a temporary creation, you shouldn't have the power of those world-destroying flesh and blood creations, right?"

Seemingly understanding his words, the flesh-and-blood giant sword crashed to the ground, embedding itself in the brickwork. With the blade as its center, crimson roots spread and grew wildly, corrupting the surrounding city walls into a breeding ground.

Shocking the heavens and the earth.

"I want to switch to Berserker."

Despite saying that, the four primal beings chanted loudly and began casting a spell!

Beneath the city wall, the jailer who had been tracking the flesh priest stood frozen in place.

The nun's habit, a symbol of holiness for the flesh-and-blood priestess, is, as she puts it, merely a "shell."

It was a decoration made from the surface of flesh and blood, but it was actually part of the body of a flesh priest.

As everyone watched in disbelief, the flesh priest split open along the central axis like a Venus flytrap, its gaping maw of blood-red flesh enveloping the fresh flesh and blood before slowly closing.

She slowly turned around, transforming once again into that charming and alluring nun who instantly evoked images of a bed.

However, seeing the human-shaped figure wriggling under her skin gave everyone goosebumps.

"What a formidable adventurer! He hurt me so badly. I need to eat something good to make up for it."

Jiang Heyi didn't believe a single word.

Just like how she used the dying, lowly mage on the city wall as a meat shield, with her methods, she could have easily shattered flesh and blood to form a meat shield from the very beginning.

But she insisted on going to the extra mile, forcibly prolonging life, making the lowly suffer a fate worse than death, and even using that person's demeanor to fight the enemy.

It's just like the Overlord who designed the Easter egg level in the candle flame.

Is it fair to say he's resourceful or just has a twisted sense of humor that he would design a reward for this twisted and contrasting nun?

"Round two, let's begin~~"

"The first time everyone hurt me a lot, now it's my turn."

The flesh priest's spine split open, and countless flesh vines spread out to the sky in all directions.

She was like a spider spinning its web, or a vibrant flower suddenly blooming.

Chapter 319 You have a narrow understanding of nuns!

It's not an illusion; the stench of blood in the air is weakening.

The subtle fragrance of floral tea permeates the air, refreshing and soothing.

French Fries didn't bother to look around; she only had one thought in mind.

Come, have a good fight!

Jiang Heyi suspected that the Angry Lion Sword in the French Fries' hand was a modified, oversized flashlight, starting at 20000 lumens, which could wake up the entire neighborhood when turned on.

With the blades dancing wildly and the sky filled with crimson light, she seemed to be the messenger of the apocalypse, sentencing the lowly to death amidst the army of flesh and blood.

French Fries, with his bad luck, left streaks of crimson afterimages in his wake, and in the blink of an eye, he was locked in a fierce battle with the Flesh Priest.

Two blood-red lightning bolts collided violently, separated, and then collided again.

The boundary between reality and illusion wanted to help the fries, but the two had already created afterimages, their positions flickering constantly during their rapid interactions.

Orange Tea managed to attach a defense-boosting Earth Spirit, but that was the end of it.

As the two fought further and further apart, everyone was dumbfounded.

Berserker?

Mad God!

Berserker players have no reason not to love this dungeon. It provides a free boost to visual effects and skill power. Once [Bloodlust Frenzy] is activated, physical attributes are comprehensively improved, allowing you to fight the Flesh Priest to a standstill.

What was once a disliked and toxic role in teams has transformed into a highly sought-after profession.

Once the news gets out, all Berserkers will probably be tempted to take out loans: "Don't underestimate a young man's potential! You'll realize your mistake when you're no longer in the Berserker group during the exploration of the Wanderer's Paradise!"

"help me……"

The faint, almost imperceptible voice and the sudden touch on her foot startled Orange Tea.

She suddenly lowered her head.

A pair of bloody hands gripped her tightly, leaving streaks of blood on her white stockings.

Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, some actually managed to escape.

The man, his temples graying and his face weathered, pleaded and cursed, "Outrageous atrocities, justice has vanished, the world will surely be punished by the gods... Ugh!!!"

The man, who was being helped up from his bed, stopped speaking abruptly.

The sharp pain in his lower back interrupted his cursing. He looked down in disbelief to see blood gushing from his waist, soaking his small, white hands on the bed.

Without hesitation, he gently rotated the dagger in the blanket.

"what!!!"

"How can you not be dead? Why aren't you dead yet? Damn it, I'll stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death!"

First the waist, then the chest, she stabbed him repeatedly in the bed until the man coughed up blood and his eyes went blank, only then did she let out a long sigh of relief.

Watching the Flesh Priest episode wasn't for nothing.

Witnessing firsthand how the lowly lure and kill children as young as a few years old, picking out still-breathing infants from the arms of dead mothers to discuss how to maximize profits, alchemy, doll materials, and so on, her anger exploded.

Will the Lord of Candlelight create dungeons?

If you only let creatures of flesh and blood kill to their heart's content, but don't let players vent their anger, then who will fill the void left by the players' desire to express themselves?

Zhong Zemo reached out and patted the head of the blanket twice, looking puzzled.

I tiptoed to get into bed, but couldn't reach it, so I just jumped up and down.

"Just touch it if you want, when have I ever said no?" the blanket added. "It's okay in real life too, do you have a hairstyle you like?"

Several days after they officially became a couple, Zhong Zemo was still adjusting to the electric currents in bed.

Although I've been used to being teammates for a long time, being lovers is a different story.

He touched the corner of his mouth, concealing the smug smile that had crept up his lips, but a warning from his brain brought him back to the important topic.

"There seemed to be some strange, red threads in your hair just now."

I was about to make a joke in bed, "The teacher is being coy and making excuses," when a strange red flashed in the corner of my eye.

Like bloodshot veins crawling across the eyes of someone who stays up all night, appearing and disappearing.

Others also noticed the strangeness; wisps of red lines filled the surrounding space, like smoke or vapor.

Before I could think further, a figure fell from the sky and crashed down with a loud thud.

Orange Tea asked in surprise: "A flesh and blood priest?"

Jiang Heyi stared blankly at the two people fighting fiercely in the distance.

The newly arrived flesh priest gave everyone present no time to think, licking his lips.

Two lowly beings, still breathing, suddenly appeared in her hands. The flesh priestess gripped their ankles tightly, her gaze fixed on Jiang Heyi.

Everyone reacted quickly, and before Jiang Heyi could make a move, they were at full strength on both offense and defense.

The azure waves temporarily repelled the wickedly grinning flesh priestess; the two figures she had wielded as weapons were now nothing but blood and gore.

Leaping onto the ruins and looking down at the crowd, the flesh priest licked the blood from his palms.

"You still have so much energy?"

Jiang Heyi was breathing heavily.

No, he only released [Tidecaller] once, why is he so exhausted that he can't catch his breath?

The same reaction occurred in other people as well.

Aside from Orange Tea, whose tasks were relatively minor, Beiwo and the others were also exhausted and dizzy after receiving assistance.

In the distance, a flash of light appeared as the fries continued to fight their way into the densely populated edge of the city-state. The sharp sword energy swept in all directions, and the lowly ones who had no time to dodge were annihilated in one blow.

To clear the battle area, the flesh-and-blood creatures detoured and surrounded the lowly ones from other directions, allowing the two big shots to unleash their full power.

The more he fought, the more excited he became; French Fries felt an inexhaustible flow of energy through his body.

Blood boiled and roared, and the will to fight increased every second.

It's as if [Bloodlust] has no upper limit and can be stacked infinitely.

As a Berserker player, Fries had an unprecedentedly good gaming experience.

The flesh priest, whose strength was equal to that of Xilu, could only fight him to a draw. With a fierce and relentless attack, and with the help of the raging lion, the opponent's spellcasting was interrupted at one point.

As if blessed by a deity, the child, who could only run, walk, and jump, suddenly leaped into the sky and burrowed into the earth, becoming all-powerful. The thrill of mastering power and the surging excitement of dominating the world constantly washed over her heart.

too strong.

"..."

"..."

"Evening Dew?"

French Fries recalled the scenes from the Temple of the Clarity challenge, the visual effects of turning clouds into rain with a flick of the wrist, and the earth-shattering power, all of which were awe-inspiring.

She stopped her attack and stood leaning on her sword.

The flesh priest was slightly taken aback: "What, are you not going to continue?"

The slightly provocative words only deepened the doubts in French Fries' mind.

As the mastermind behind game design, why amplify the advantages of a particular profession here?

The Berserker is ridiculously overpowered, instantly gaining the ability to single-handedly confront the boss of the challenge level.

something wrong.

"With such immense power, don't stop so easily!" The flesh priest grinned wickedly as he approached.

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