T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The flesh priestess's sweet voice grew louder as she landed heavily, shaking the dried-out flesh and bacteria carpet.

"You guys are really good. You didn't make any serious mistakes. That's impressive."

"The decisiveness in killing the lowly is commendable!"

As the flesh priest spoke, he dragged a long string of intestines with both hands.

"That's her weapon, you guys be careful too." Just looking at it made his scalp tingle.

Before she could even process what was happening at the boundary between reality and illusion, her intestines, like a whip, trembled and lashed out from afar, leaving a shocking whip mark on the ground that stretched all the way to the bedside, separating her from her companions.

In an instant, the light and shadow blurred, and an intense pressure pressed down on everyone's shoulders from above.

The blanket slowly lifted its head, and a "blanket" suddenly appeared.

Its body is like an absolute dark side that does not reflect light.

Caught off guard, the boundary between reality and illusion watched helplessly as she was wrapped in a blanket and vanished from the spot.

Without giving anyone a chance to save her, the blanket swallowed the bed and quickly escaped the battle.

The space inside the blanket was peculiar, with boundless darkness surging in from every corner.

In the originally empty and secluded space, the roots and stems of plants could be vaguely seen moving about, like snakes that were always on guard during their hunt, crawling on the ground in an S-shape.

"Morning glory...?"

The blanket recognized the plant's name and silently raised a dagger.

The morning glory vines expanded rapidly, the thick vines of which rose high, resembling the gaping maws of a lamprey covered in thorns.

Before the blankets could even make a preemptive move, her vision went black.

In the last second before losing all sight, she vaguely saw countless walls rising around her.

However, her gaze was firmly fixed on the morning glory vines behind several walls, as if there was nothing in between.

I reached out and touched the hard, thick walls of the bed; the sensation was incredibly real.

Eyes pierced through the wall, ignoring the space around them as they gazed at the morning glory vines in the distance... Could it be fake?

While the two sides were locked in a stalemate, the battle outside had already begun.

The boundary between reality and illusion has been further reduced, leaving only 5 people to fight.

The remnants of their formation did not affect the team's performance; Jiang Heyi and French Fries' seamless combined attacks shattered the flesh priest's body time and time again.

But the flesh priests always respond with a melodious, silvery laugh, transforming clumps of minced flesh into whole individuals.

The prison guard and Zhong Zemo went to great lengths to destroy the wildly growing fungal carpet on the field.

As a necromancer, Jailer Bro has also been enhanced in the current dungeon. His powerful Corrupted Corpse Explosion leaves a crater with each blast, causing the lowly ones to howl in pain and vanish into nothingness.

But the efficiency is still too low.

The flesh priestess casually summoned the unburnt, lowly Cordyceps, and invisible threads connected her with the slave.

With just a glance, a soft hum, life and death are stripped away. The puppets, whose fate is tied to the flesh priestess's every whim, must self-destruct one after another to please her, creating a more complete and bloodier spectacle.

They don't want to die.

But just as with killing others, the decision is not in their hands.

The elemental flasks of peppermint were rendered ineffective one after another by the successive attacks of the lowly.

Jiang Heyi reassured everyone: "Don't worry, although it's a challenge level, it appears in an Easter egg level, so there's no reason why it should be too difficult for players to pass."

“There’s definitely a limit to the trials. As long as you meet the evaluation criteria, it’s fine,” Fries said. “Right now, the trickier thing about her than Yuu is that she’s too domineering.”

With his feet firmly planted on the earth of flesh and blood, the flesh priest felt as if he had a spring behind him.

She doesn't need to show off any fancy mechanics or excessive magic.

Its unbridled and unreasonable vitality is enough to build a wall of sighs for players.

"Oh!"

A loud thud as a heavy object makes a close contact with the ground.

Everyone turned to look, and as the four original beings appeared in their field of vision, covered in wounds, Orange Tea couldn't help but shout, "There's hope!"

The others in the fierce battle couldn't help but feel jubilant.

Before they could catch their breath, the four Primarchs immediately threw themselves into cleaning up the fungal carpet—the AOE boss at the boundary between reality and illusion is here!

As the fusion of elements swept through the torrent, the crimson faded, and the earth returned to its original, thick, earthy yellow.

Jiang Heyi and French Fries each severed one of their large hands, which were covered in flesh and blood exotrophic armor. The flesh priestess's pretty face swelled up, and countless dark tentacles surged out, waving and whipping, preventing the two from pursuing her further.

"Hmm, this is quite a well-organized adventurer team."

"The little guy that was eaten never got lost in the maze; his memory and perception are amazing."

Zhong Zemo was overjoyed.

The blankets were actually fine?

Oh wait, the blankets were definitely fine!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the flesh priest reached for his chest, his fingertips like sharp blades, slicing through his chest cavity and reaching his heart.

The bloodied heart, tightly bound by slender fingers, was detached from the body, yet it continued to beat powerfully.

After using living people and intestines as weapons, the flesh priest finally turned on himself and ripped out his heart!

Before the torrent of the four prototypes could even catch its breath and figure out what was going on, it heard a fierce gust of wind in its ears, followed by two urgent warnings.

The flesh priest's body stretched out like a Venus flytrap, and with incredible speed, he crossed the battlefield holding a heart in his hand.

The Jailer's Corrupted Corpse Explosion cannot be triggered.

The ice spikes that had slowed Jiang Heyi's movements dissipated in mid-air.

The four proto-organisms reacted quickly, and their self-rescue mechanism of "temporary overdraft" was already in the works, just one step away from being released.

For a period of time, the magic cast will no longer consume mana. Each time mana is cast, fatigue points will accumulate, and when the skill ends, they will directly affect the player's stamina.

It's perfect for dealing with flesh priests who are clearly fighting desperately.

However, the flow of magic around his body froze.

It's like carrying a glass of water into the -4 or -50 degree Celsius outdoors; the water freezes instantly.

"Whoosh!!!"

With a single opening and closing, the four original bodies disappeared, and a struggling, writhing humanoid appeared inside the flesh priest's body.

To fit into this prison designed specifically for the four original bodies, she visibly swelled up a bit.

The flesh priest held his heart aloft, grinning wickedly.

"Hehehe~~~~"

"This little toy, bestowed upon me by the Lord before my departure, possesses the power to distort magic."

"How about it? Isn't it rare? You've never seen anything like it before, have you?"

"I won't allow you to vandalize the cafeteria."

"Chi!!"

The excruciating pain in his lower abdomen startled the flesh priest, causing him to lower his head.

Covered in blood, he gritted his teeth and forcefully shoved the dagger deep into the bed.

"Ouch! It stabs me!" the Primal Body cried out.

"It was on purpose! I just wanted to see if you were any hope!" the blanket shouted. "I'm so clever!"

"Anyway, just bear with it for now, it'll be over soon..."

Based on the feedback from the dagger, the blanket adjusted its depth and forcefully slit vertically.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the flesh priest's lithe waistline like cutting tofu, then across her belly, swiftly carving a cross at her navel.

Blood gushed forth, bound within the flesh priest's body, the melted flesh and blood of the lowly poured out in one go.

Seeing this, Jiang Heyi took advantage of the flesh priest's pain and dazed state, chopped off her head with a knife, and kicked her far away to slow down her reaction time.

Orange Tea didn't care about anything else. She casually took out a small dagger that she had kept in the warehouse for playing with and extended the wound all the way to her sternum over the existing surgical scar.

She reached out and grabbed one of the Four Primal Bodies' hands, which were stuck together with flesh and blood, and pointed him in the direction to escape.

With a series of gurgling sounds, the four original entities, about to be suffocated, first smashed their heads through the flesh priest's body, and scrambled and rolled away from the body that "gave birth" to them.

Emerging from bed at just the right time, the sudden betrayal prevented everyone from having to tearfully lick the four original bodies' packs.

“I want more!”

French Fries, blinded by rage, saw the Flesh Priest grabbing two lowly beings, preparing to smash them to their heads one by one. He unleashed a flurry of spatial slashes, blasting the struggling two into a bloody mess from afar.

Orange Tea quickly enchanted the fries with Fire Spirit, filling the sky with flames, charring and stinking flesh, which then fell to the ground, shriveled and dry.

The flesh priest's mouth was slightly open, and he stood there dumbfounded.

"They're still alive."

"What does this have to do with us!" the voices on the border between the real and the virtual shouted in unison, "Kill!"

The loud speech made the flesh priest burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"That would be even more fun!"

Her voice rose higher and higher as the flesh priestess laughed maniacally. She manipulated her tattered body and leaped into the air, creating distance with a few bounds.

Not to be outdone by the boundary between reality and illusion, everyone was able to enjoy the Tea God's blessing and followed at breakneck speed.

The siege and sweeping by flesh and blood continued, and the lowly fleeing people fell like wheat being harvested, dragged into the blood, or used as part of ritual magic, or digested on the spot as food.

The arrival of the flesh priest froze the frenzied army in place; they silently retreated, following the forceful wave of his hand, and marched around him.

Like a queen, she commands thousands of troops.

From this moment forward, this will be the hunting ground of the flesh priestess, and no one will be allowed to covet her prey.

"Boom~~~"

In the boundary between reality and illusion, a colossal sea lily, forged from flesh, blood, bones, and mud, stepped onto the edge of the hunting ground. With a sweep of its tentacles, it swept away a large number of lowly creatures hiding in the houses.

As if in a provocation, it swept these lowly beings past the flesh priests, slowly moving into the distance until their view was blocked by the towering buildings, and they could no longer be seen.

French Fries sensed that the Flesh Priest's face, which always wore a frivolous smile, now revealed undisguised anger.

The moment the boundary between reality and illusion was reached into the residential area, a scarlet barrier rose up around them, isolating them from the outside world.

The dull thud of countless lowly people striking the barrier came from all directions, a cacophony of despair, anger, and hysteria.

"I already know the adventurer's strength; if that's all, he can't defeat me."

The flesh priest suppressed his anger at being disturbed by the sea lily, his wanton flirtatious expression intertwined with a deliberately created contrast of dignified composure.

Her rosy lips were touched by pale fingertips, and she couldn't help but lick them.

"For the sake of the treasure, you should strive harder and become stronger."

"This ritual magic works on both of us."

A hazy red mist enveloped everyone, and a crimson light flashed and entered their bodies.

A gushing heat flowed through my blood, and a burning, stinging pain emanated from the inside out.

"The movement of flesh and blood is the source of life in the world. The exquisite beauty that bursts forth at the moment of its destruction and demise is enough to stir the hearts of painters who have entered the hall of art."

"Enjoy it to the fullest, experience it!"

The flesh priestess transformed into a bloody, mangled sphere suspended in mid-air, with thousands of tentacles extending in all directions. One by one, the screaming lowly beings were dragged out of the houses and sent into her body, where they melted and dissolved.

"This power is equal for both of us."

"The prey is limited. Are you sure you want to continue watching from the sidelines?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure flash by in the distance, and then a shadowy figure appeared beside me from under the covers.

"Save me, we are..."

A knife slit her throat in the bed, and a line of blood flowed into her body.