T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

If the soul fails, they will definitely seek refuge with the spirit...

Dexterity... but if it involves skillful hands and specific organs, there might be problems.

"Agile...flexible?"

With the countdown fast approaching, I didn't care about anything else and just blurted it out.

There shouldn't be any problem with this, right?

"Zombie."

"..."

The word is utterly dangerous, starting with the character for "corpse," and almost every word is negative.

Sigh... wait a minute!

Since it's a word chain game, there's no restriction that it can only contain two characters.

"Holding a position without doing any work."

Annihilation of the Sky suddenly raised its head to observe the reaction of the Dragon-Switch doll.

"Plate".

"Intricately intertwined."

That's right, the rhythm is right.

If you can guide the words in each word chain towards these vague, safe words, you'll win!

When the word chain ended, only seven words were left on the list of keywords to be selected.

The dolls in the chain completed the selection process without offering any explanation.

Heroes, the undead, Temperance.

The members of the Fuxian Sect were stunned.

Having vaguely guessed the limitations hidden beneath the rules, Annihilation of the Sky remained calm.

Along the way, he encountered everything in the game.

The entire Fuxian Sect was dressed in red outfits, making them a rare high-spec group of players across the Three Kingdoms.

The team's average level was 24, and they swept through all enemies along the way in the first two levels with overwhelming force.

Currently, the level 30 dolls are only 6 levels apart, and the number of players can completely make up for the loss due to the level suppression.

"What's the panic? If you make a mistake in the word game, just use your fists to get through it!"

"Don't you want to see what tricks this evil puppet can pull?"

He suppressed the murmurs of the crowd with his personal authority before turning around, his pupils trembling as he extinguished the light in the sky.

A girl dressed in a white robe has pure white wings on her back.

She held a cup and poured water into another cup, her expression blank.

She stood in the pool, the water gurgling beneath her feet creating ripples with her movements.

In an instant, a hazy, deathly stillness enveloped the girl.

A layer of frost settled on that calm face that hinted at gentleness, and a putrid stench permeated the surroundings.

The clean, clear water in the cups was visibly stained with bright red and putrid colors.

The girl's skin began to rot, blood seeped from her eyes, her eyeballs melted and decayed, and as the blood flowed down her cheeks, a dark fire ignited in her empty eyes.

The sacred feathers on its back fell off, revealing ugly, pus-filled, swollen lumps of flesh.

The pool of water beneath my feet suddenly splashed, revealing corpses and bits of flesh scattered everywhere, the thick blood churning as if it were being boiled.

The entire world was completely bathed in crimson the moment the girl raised her head.

Jinmie Cangqiong swallowed hard.

He couldn't understand what was happening before his eyes.

He could find matching content in his cognition for heroic spirits and undead, except for temperance.

Shouldn't this be an adjective?

But why did he feel that "moderation" had given the monster before him a strange power?

Without time to think further, he hurriedly shouted, "Attack!"

This sound brought the greatly shocked Fuxian Sect members back to their senses.

The three elemental mages channeled their magic, and wisps of mist rose behind them as a surge of magical power converged.

Three elemental mages, three berserkers, and one support – this is the standard setup for many sects in the Three Kingdoms Land.

Having stood the test of time and practice, it's easy to use and straightforwardly simple.

Compared to the fact that Berserkers are disliked by both humans and dogs on Earth, they are a popular class in the Three Realms.

The girl swirled the blood plasma in her two cups, a strange rhythm spreading through the air, resonating with the elemental mage casting a spell.

"Why did my Fusion Torrent... fail to release?"

"Where did my fireball spell go...?"

As a berserker, Annihilation of the Sky had already slashed at the girl's neck.

His beast-like strength caused his blade to sink deep into flesh, as if with a little more force he could cleave the girl in two along her spine.

The blade was stuck in the flesh, making it impossible to move even an inch.

What are you all doing?!

The three members of the Fuxian Sect responsible for melee combat did not receive the Holy Knight's blessing.

"My faith... the power of faith, has become very weak out of control."

"I can no longer hear a response from the other side of faith!"

Annihilation of the Sky felt a chill run down his spine. Before he could recover from his anger and composure, his knees went weak and his body involuntarily swayed.

He could barely control his body and knelt down on the ground.

"My... power."

Seeing that his two companions in charge of melee combat had the same reaction, Jinmie Cangqiong's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

"My magic has been restored, I can cast spells again!"

The voices of his fellow members from the Fuxian Sect behind him suddenly brought clarity to his muddled mind.

The girl's cup was overflowing with blood, and she casually poured some of it away.

Blood splattered onto the face of the annihilating sky, and the weak and powerless body suddenly surged with boundless power.

Without saying a word, he gripped the blade embedded in the girl's body.

Just as she was about to pull it out forcefully, the girl smiled slightly, and the blood plasma in the cup increased rapidly, instantly overflowing her palm.

The entire Fuxian Sect collapsed to the ground, helplessly watching as the girl hummed an obscure and incomprehensible song, walking step by step to each of them. She picked up a cup that shimmered with golden light and, one blow after another, smashed each person's skull.

In the first relay, the entire Fuxian Sect was brutally killed without any resistance.

After the entire team was wiped out, they discussed it for a long time but couldn't figure out why.

They saw elements of heroic spirits and zombies in the girl, which was clearly unrelated to her powerful ability to easily manipulate the physical strength of others.

The only matching word then is moderation.

The Fuxian Sect members looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is there anything wrong with the word "moderation"?

The arrogant Annihilation Sky twitched at the corner of his mouth, unsure how to understand it. After a long while, he finally came up with a possibility.

"The immortals are truly profound; perhaps this is a mystery that only the world in which immortals reside can comprehend."

Thinking that other sects in the Three Realms would also suffer setbacks here, he couldn't help but laugh with satisfaction.

Chapter 341 The Weakness of Tarot

With their game time running out, the player and his companions were forced to quit the game as the offline notification sounds rang out one after another.

Everyone's online and offline times are basically the same, from 12:00 to 6:00 from the start of the server, which matches the event start time.

Crimson Music Box was surprised to see the message in the chat group: "Huh, how come you guys can challenge the doll relay again?"

"As long as you're talkative enough, you can chat with the word-chain mascot and get hints. Experience points and Chaos Tower crystals can be exchanged for the right to challenge again," Jiang Heyi said. "It's like a coin-operated claw machine."

It's not too difficult to discover this, but the game's design is counterintuitive.

[Level Suppression], the sword of Damocles hanging over players' heads. After experiencing the first three levels, everyone can realize the importance of level in the Tower World.

Players who lack strength or equipment need to level up to compensate for their weaknesses.

Skilled players also crave massive amounts of experience in order to be efficient.

The total experience required to reach level 50 is enormous. Which player who has already cleared the level would waste the hard-earned experience to challenge a floor guardian that they have already defeated and will not give repeated rewards?

The jailer couldn't hold back any longer and quickly announced, "New discovery: Tarot cards may also contain dangerous words."

The buzzing was urgent, but everyone was held in place by his speech.

Realizing that everyone was going offline, the boundary between virtual and real began its own dangerous word test.

French Fries' first thought was to test words with clear attributes such as "wisdom, strength, and speed." Her intuition as a fellow creator told her that people involved in the chain puppet project would also have similar ingenious ideas.

The puppet started the word chain irrationally with "demon," and Jiang Heyi, who was in charge of the chain, thought of using the word "magic" to entice the puppet to say "spells," which would then lead to "magical power."

The prediction was very successful; the puppets followed the script perfectly.

Unfortunately, keyword selection is uncontrollable.

Magic, midnight, night.

"Midnight" and "evening" have similar meanings. Even if there are ambiguities and dangerous associations, they can only be considered as one keyword.

This round of relaying may seem fraught with danger, but the final selection stage is surprisingly friendly to the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

This also confirms their point of view once again—4 points for selection and 6 points for relay.

The conclusion regarding ready-to-eat meals was supplemented by information on this topic.

"90 points for practical application."

It is strong enough in actual combat that it can win even if it draws a bad hand, such as the boundary between reality and illusion.

Humans are strange like that. Before clearing the level, they hope the dangerous words will be lenient; after clearing the level, they hope the dangerous words will reward them with a grand slam...

Just as everyone was dissatisfied with the fact that this round of selection was too lenient, the doll silently transformed into a person dressed in a black robe, whose facial expression was difficult to discern, and who appeared to be a magician.

Elemental orbs float.

Azure representing water, red representing fire, yellowish-brown representing earth, and cyan representing wind slowly rotate around the dragon-themed doll, like a satellite orbiting the sun.

The light hanging high overhead symbolizes the purity of light.

Stepping into a deep, abyss-like darkness.

"magician?"

Jiang Heyi has figured out the identity of the puppet in the game.

But how ambiguous can this word be?

In the worldview of magic, magic should be a trick performed by beings below the extraordinary, using conventional means to imitate the visual effects of extraordinary techniques as much as possible.

There is no connection or advancement path between the two.

The magician raised his hand from under his robe, and a faint blue light shimmered at the tip of his smooth, black staff.

The moment it appeared, the stagnant air seemed to be stirred by a gentle breeze, and began to flow.

It went faster and faster, and the rolling sound, like mud and sand rushing down, swept across the surroundings in an instant.

This is a human sponge, thirstily absorbing the surrounding magic, with a funnel-shaped vortex forming around its body, leading straight to the sky.

As if drawing a line, the magician only absorbed the magic behind him, without touching the boundary between reality and illusion at all.