T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"His power has been enhanced?"

Having learned of the new findings, the theme of the current mechanism regarding the virtual-real boundary has also been understood.

A killing contest.

Part of Chapter 319 has been reworked.

There are about 1500 words of changes, mostly concentrated in the last paragraph. I thought about it for a long time and felt that the rhythm of this chapter was not right, so I made the changes.

Chapter 321 This is the nun's habit you wanted

The space was small before, and the items Mint gave us hadn't been used to their full potential, but the battle has already entered the next phase.

Now...

He picked up the elemental combustion bottle from under the covers and casually tossed it into a house that was clearly hiding several people.

With a deafening roar, accompanied by the lowly one's miserable howl, the blood lines, symbolizing power, rushed into the body.

Skill power, speed, mana regeneration... the amplification is all-encompassing, as if personally blessed by the supreme lord who wields flesh and blood magic.

"Brother jailer, it's up to you," Jiang Heyi said. "When it comes to killing, necromancers are the most valuable..."

The prison guard immediately replied, "I understand. Greatness needs no further explanation!"

If you talk to the jailer about PVP, about how the necromancer performs in boss battles, he'll nod obsequiously, "That's right, you're absolutely right."

But you should talk to the jailer about group battles.

The middle finger is held straight up and pressed directly against the face.

"What number is this? Tell me, what number is this!"

The Necromancer is the only designated group combat class at the boundary between reality and illusion.

The more enemy units there are, the better you can perform.

Grabbing the corpse torn apart by the walkers, he injected it with a dark green, rotten, pus-filled liquid, and hummed as he arrived at the entrance to a cellar found by a spirit.

Open the cellar door and stuff in the perfectly fermented corpse.

Without lingering, the jailer casually picked up another corpse and began to prepare it. As he turned to walk towards another hiding place of the lowly, red light burst forth from the cellar, and a strong aura of flesh and blood permeated everyone's bodies.

Orange Tea caught a glimpse of a red mark under the skin of her arm out of the corner of her eye—1.

She had just used her fire spirit to burn to death a lowly person who was about to fight to the death, and then her arm underwent a strange change.

After she pointed it out, everyone noticed this peculiar change.

This was something Zhong Zemo hadn't expected: "It actually shows the kill count!"

Jiang Heyi happened to walk into a manor, and following the spilled wine on the ground and the rich aroma of wine in the air, he found the entrance to the underground wine cellar.

He had no patience for hide-and-seek; he charged at the tip of his sword, ready to strike the dark wine cellar with a heavy blow.

After the tide receded, the wine cellar collapsed.

His kill count jumped from 0 to 39 in an instant.

Facing Jiang Heyi, who had just finished off Lai Xiu, French Fries said, "This is the real theme of the Easter egg level: participating in the great purge of the lowly and making a grand spectacle of it all."

The level is purely a reward level; being tortured by the Flesh Priest in the early stages is just a small appetizer.

Passing the assessment allows you to immediately enter the enjoyment phase.

French Fries wiped the blood splattered on her mouth and spat disgustedly at the corpse on the ground—after watching the flesh priest video, she felt that the lowly people exuded a nauseating stench.

Her kill count is currently 61.

"No way, how did you get 61 in the blink of an eye?" Jiang Heyi asked incredulously.

The fries stood proudly with their heads held high.

She followed the tentacles of the flesh priest, drawing her sword whenever it made a move. The raging lion and the spatial slash cleared a path together, striving to send the lowly one to hell before the flesh priest succeeded.

Enjoying the blessing of orange tea all to herself, she made the round trip effortlessly.

The flesh priest offered words of praise in recognition of this.

"Thief!"

Tetraprototype, 29 people.

The four primal beings found a high point, used themselves as the center, and released fire magic, creating a sea of ​​fire.

Under the scorching heat, lowly people who had been hiding in the shadows would occasionally escape.

He only needs to aim at a harmless moving target, calculate the lead time, and cast his spell; the kill is within his grasp.

At this very moment, Beiwo and Zhong Zemo are shouting loudly near a church.

"I'm an adventurer who's here to rescue you. Come with me into the cellar, or it will be too late."

"Yes, that's right, we have a safe cellar."

"Stop asking, stop asking! If you keep dawdling, you'll die!"

He was jumping up and down in bed when a giant tentacle swept across the sky, followed by a fleeting image of fries and an angry lion.

A burst of red light flashed, and the crimson ripples from the collision destroyed the high-rise building. Bricks and tiles fell in a flurry, and a poor man who was trying to escape was hit by falling debris and died instantly.

“That’s my companion; she’s fighting against the flesh and blood creatures.”

"Why are you still hesitating? You're driving me crazy!"

"Trust us, the Boundary Between Reality and Illusion Guild, we stand with the lowly."

I swear to the gods!

The woman in bed was so anxious that she beat her chest and stamped her feet. Her urgent posture touched the still hesitant lowly people.

Descending the steps and walking through the dark passage until it reached the end, a thick, heavy iron door opened in the quilt.

The rumbling sounds of battle overhead quickened the group's pace as they crawled into the safe house.

Seeing that the safe house was already packed with people, the later arrivals of the lowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sense of security that came from sticking together dispelled their inner fears, and they chattered excitedly.

"Adventurer, please find my husband and my child quickly."

"Please bring back more food and water. There are too many people here, and we must ensure that the supply is sufficient."

"If the adventurer is defeated by that deformed monster, they won't reveal the location of the safe house, will they?"

He clenched his fists tighter under the covers.

She had originally planned to stock up on another batch, but hearing these people show no gratitude and even start pointing fingers, she took a deep breath and exchanged a glance with Zhong Zemo.

"Here you go, it's all yours." Zhong Zemo's words were full of doting affection.

"Good!"

Upon discovering that the bed had returned, a lowly person couldn't help but ask, "Why have you come back again?"

He rummaged through his backpack under the covers, found the poison gas canisters that Mint had made for everyone's self-defense, and handed them to the man.

"nice one."

Trigger, close the door, lock it—all in one smooth motion.

Zhong Zemo triggered his class trait, and the light of purity condensed into a thick shield that seamlessly fit the gate, blocking the only exit completely.

The poisonous mist, which Mint called a "failed product," was surprisingly effective, and the first batch of users gave it zero negative reviews.

The numbers on the arm of the blanket kept jumping, eventually settling on 102.

"Hehe, I must be the kill king now."

"Let me see everyone's results..."

I excitedly returned to the ground, and as white mist drifted past my eyes, I instinctively tilted my body back under the covers.

Upon closer inspection, a mansion not far away was surrounded by spirits, like a procession of ghosts at night.

When she arrived, she couldn't help but gape when she saw the numbers on the jailer's arm.

"722?"

Bathed in a scarlet glow, the jailer cast a spell, with swirling blood mist faintly visible behind him.

More and more units were killed by him and transformed into controllable spirits, gradually turning from white to red.

Sometimes, Chinese celebration and Chinese horror are merely differences in their forms of expression.

During the day, I saw a beautiful woman in red gliding past on a street corner, her feet barely touching the ground. I wondered if someone was getting married; it was so festive.

But what if you saw the same scene in the middle of the night...

At this moment, looking at the red-robed spirits flying all over the sky, resembling fierce ghosts, Orange Tea swallowed.

"Where do you get your magic from?"

The jailer chuckled and said, "I don't know. As I was killing people, I felt like I had an inexhaustible supply of magic power."

"Look, my army of spirits is growing bigger and bigger. I don't need to manipulate them; I just need to issue a kill order..."

He stretched out his arm, and the numbers were still jumping!

Jiang Heyi and the fries exchanged a glance.

"Good thing."

The two discussed things briefly at the end.

Since the mechanism is that the more lowly people you kill, the better the enhancement effect, the most reasonable approach should be to pile as many heads as possible onto one person.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

The two of them already possess considerable combat power; if they were to create another powerful figure, the difficulty of the dungeon would essentially be zero.

The tentacles that had spread across the entire area retreated one after another. The boundary between the real and virtual worlds guessed that the mechanism's time was about to end, and they all followed suit and returned.

The large ball of flesh floating in mid-air wriggled and shifted, once again revealing the original appearance of the flesh priest.

Without any warning, she raised her hands above her head, as if holding up the whole world.

The earth, covered with fungal carpets, extended meridians that connected to her legs, and a continuous flow of blood and flesh energy flowed into her body, causing her fair skin to swell and turn red.

Between the two hands that were holding it up, a blood-red sphere of light slowly rose like the sun and rapidly expanded.

Sensing the aura of impending doom, Jiang Heyi immediately realized that this was the inevitable "liquidation" phase that would follow when the mechanism ended.

If it cannot be stopped, there is a high probability of total annihilation.

French Fries confidently stated: "My gaming experience tells me this is a DPS test. If the team can't produce a carry with decent DPS, the raid will fail."

All eyes were on the prison guard.

With a total of 839 hunters, he is undoubtedly the king of kills.

With great responsibility comes great responsibility.

Six attacks were aimed directly at the Flesh Priest—Zhong Zemo was unable to join in the duet, and the only means of the short-armed Shield Bro was to fly his shield, but his shield was smashed to pieces by the Fries' Angry Lion during flight.

The corpse, which the jailer casually tossed out and which was tainted with the smell of decay, shone with a dazzling emerald green light.

He seemed to possess the power to "turn stone into gold," and the moment his hands touched the corpse, the body gradually turned a dark green, similar to that of a beer bottle.

It is refined upon contact.

During the chanting phase, the flesh priestess neither dodged nor avoided the corpse, which easily fell to her feet.

The green sun shone brightly, its dazzling light piercing the eyes.

The earth shook violently, and seconds later, a fierce wind blew against the city walls, causing the already crumbling city to collapse with a roar.

The explosion ripped apart surrounding buildings, sending bricks and tiles flying high into the air before raining down.

The enhanced physical attributes, amplified by the presence of flesh and blood, allowed the boundary between reality and illusion to remain firmly established.

Facing the "nuclear bomb" concocted by the prison guard, their only damage was to their equipment, with its durability almost completely depleted.

If all of this were happening in reality, they should all be completely open and honest with each other right now.