T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Chen Shaoyu's mouth dropped open.

“Death has its own necromancy to resist it, but the Wheel of Fate is an external thing, so its soul is not protected.” Candlelight picked up the flower tea and took a sip. “If you can’t beat Death’s fate, then break it down into two cards to play.”

Chapter 431 Her feet are not pretty

"The necromancer's skills are really ingenious," Zhong Zemo said enviously. "They can be used for so many truancy opportunities."

"Oh no, now that you've said that, people who didn't choose a second profession might fall into the trap." The quilt quickly reminded the spectators, "Choose carefully, look, none of us chose one."

The players were speechless.

Who can beat you guys? When we first formed the team, there were 7 different classes, each with their own playstyle and ideas, but when we put them together, they were perfect.

It's not that no one has copied and built their own "small virtual-real boundary" in the community, but when the same profession is in the hands of the players, it's like a hand-cranked wheelchair, huffing and puffing and struggling!

The wheel of fate has finally separated the long, straight black hair from the Grim Reaper.

With her hair disheveled, she floated silently in mid-air, offering no response.

Death's hands moved, the tower and the Temperance totem vanished, and the aura of magic surged.

“Necromancer.” She raised her head slightly haughtily, glancing at the jailer. “Hmph.”

The jailer gripped the Soul Stream that connected to the Wheel of Fate tightly, chuckling, "I'll see if you'll still be so arrogant after I beat you to your knees."

"Go, Wheel of Fortune, bite her!"

Death dispelled the scythe in his hand, smiled coldly, and slowly guided his magic.

She observed the jailer slowly and deliberately, as if watching a monkey show.

"Wheel of Fortune, please move."

Beneath her loose strands of hair, she gently raised her head.

The bloodstains on her fair face revealed no emotion whatsoever.

"Whoosh!"

The jailer forcefully pulled on the Soul Stream, throwing the oncoming Wheel of Fate aside, as if trying to control an out-of-control kite.

"What are you doing? I'm the one who saved you!"

"Foolish! You think you can gain control just by manipulating a spirit?" Death actually spoke up.

Following the sound, behind the Wheel of Fortune, another stream of souls connected directly to Death.

"Trying to steal my wife, huh? I won't lose!"

The jailer doesn't care about anything else, his magic is boiling, and he's starting an extreme tug-of-war.

"If I can give away the wife I've already got, then I'm not playing games anymore!"

As Death and the jailer vie for control, behind the boundary between reality and illusion, a dark "pillar" strikes the earth from the sky shrouded in black mist.

The bodies of the entwined, swirling spirits, thin as cicada wings, glowed with a faint, eerie blue light.

They roared and surged forward.

Spectators from God's-eye view share the same awe at the boundary between reality and illusion.

A deep blue tsunami surged, imbued with the spirit of death and annihilation.

The 10-meter-high wall of death is about to engulf the entire bone platform with unstoppable force.

"An unknown revelation alerts us!" Orange Tea quickly said, "These spirits possess the power of 'instant death'!"

There's no need for revelation. Without immediate death, being overwhelmed by countless dead souls, how could one possibly survive?

French fries, Jiang Heyi, Siyuanti, and quilts each displayed their unique abilities.

French Fries dodged and exploded in an instant, a crimson meteor plummeting straight before Death.

He drew his sword, spun around, and swung it in one fluid motion, forcing Death to summon skeletal guardians to defend himself.

"It's pointless if instant-death spells can't touch me."

He slipped into the shadows under the covers, avoiding the army of spirits, and silently infiltrated the side of Death.

"If we can hold on, things will turn around."

Jiang Heyi and the Four Primal Bodies exchanged a glance.

One person holds a sword, and the other raises a staff.

"Tide-Summoning Spatial Slash!"

"Elemental Fusion Torrent!"

The two, whose mobility was slightly inferior, did not consider dodging.

What's wrong with the undead?

If your damage output is high enough, you can kill even a god, let alone a ghost.

One person is responsible for 90 degrees, as for the back...

Trust your teammates!

Without any communication, everyone instantly knew what they were supposed to do.

This unspoken understanding alone made the spectators envious.

French fries and a warm bed are worthy of this trust.

With their defenseless backs right in front of him, Death tried to cast a spell, but was repeatedly repelled by the two men's fierce attacks.

"Annoying."

The Berserker's advanced Bloodlust Frenzy warms up much faster than expected.

At his peak, every blow from French Fries was too much for Death to handle. Even when Death summoned his scythe, he could only hold it to his chest to parry.

There were even quilts lurking around them.

A completely underhanded fighting style, always aiming for the waist and abdomen.

They don't have a strong desire to attack, but they will suddenly launch an attack to put enough psychological pressure on the main attacker, Fries, to exert high-intensity pressure.

Death's lips curled into a slight smile.

"Think beautifully!"

The squid leaped high into the air, and the small, magic-suppressing round shield instantly transformed into a giant shield.

He struck the ground behind Jiang Heyi's four original bodies with a posture comparable to a crow taking off in an airplane, holding his shield.

The skeletal guardian that had just emerged was instantly turned into bone dust.

On Death's side, the battle between French fries and Death was nearing its climax, with only two afterimages, one black and one red, visible in mid-air.

The clanging sound of the violent collision sent chills down one's spine.

Even though he's already switched to magic mode, Death is still able to hold his own against a full-strength French fry. None of these guys with their own background music are easy to deal with!

The two, transformed into turrets in unlimited firepower mode, stumbled, but dared not turn around, continuing to relentlessly unleash their attacks.

The two of them managed to hold the 10-meter-high tsunami of the dead in place.

How long can you hold out against an endless stream of enemies?

After relying on two people to contain the spread of Death's ultimate move at the boundary between reality and illusion, it will inevitably become a classic question for countless players to torture their own damage dealers.

Another wave of skeletal guardians was awakened, pressing towards Zhong Zemo from all directions.

"Pelicans, help!"

"Add more fish! Add more fish!"

The pelican blasted a water bomb, shattering a large number of skulls. But in an instant, the shattered bones reassembled and transformed into a three-meter-tall skeletal giant.

It grasped the body of its kind, as if hugging a huge telephone pole, and swayed as it approached.

Zhong Zemo changed shields again, holding a heavy stone slab in each hand, and slammed them together, making a clanging sound that made one's teeth ache.

"Holy crap, awesome, there's even a shield like that."

"This is the first time I've seen Brother Squid use such a big shield. It's an extra-large shield, isn't it? It looks like the green loot that the invaders from the Temple of the Clarity brought with them."

Shield Soul: Enhance another shield at the cost of the durability of equipment of the same quality.

The muscular, blond goblin threw the two pieces with force, crushing all the skeletons in its path.

Two more extra-large shields were replaced.

"Continue with the Spirit of the Shield!"

The advanced Shield Soul allows players to unleash nested attacks.

And then... finish with this skill!

"The refuge of the flawless."

Temporarily boosts all player attributes, strengthens shield defense, and enhances blessing effects.

Using a two-pronged approach, Zhong Zemo once again switched to his beloved magic-suppressing round shield and, without saying a word, charged towards the skeletal giant that was almost upon him.

"Pelicans, you hold the line!"

"what?"

The pelican glanced at the endless army of white bones, and couldn't help but tilt its head, unable to even say "add fish" anymore.

In the distance, the skeletal archers conjured elemental arrows, and for a moment, arrows rained down.

The attacks landed on Jiang Heyi and the other person who were continuously attacking, but only produced strange "clang clang clang" sound effects.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the boundary between the real and virtual worlds fought so hard."

"This is the full-power form of Squid. I don't even remember when Squid needed to use Flawless Wall to protect its teammates. Normally, it only needs to be responsible for shield parrying and seizing the opportunity."

"Hey, hey, hey, the squid is charging!"

"He's a tank, he doesn't deal much damage, are we really going to parry that giant?!"

"Boom!"

The bone club made contact with the small round shield, and the powerful bone club was deflected and rolled to the side, causing the skeletal giant to stagger and fall to the ground.

Zhong Zemo continued his charge, stepping on the giant's legs, wading through the uneven bones, and finally landing on the giant's head.

The dual-shield souls were achieved by sacrificing the super-large shield with the highest defense in exchange for these stats.

"die!"

Raise both hands high above your head and slam them down heavily.

The skull of the giant skeleton exploded with a sound.

The aftershocks of the magic ban rippled outwards, causing the remaining skeletons to sway and fall to the ground.

In that instant, Orange Tea transformed the wind spirit on his body into a fire spirit, guaranteeing a fatal blow.

Before she could finish her work, the jailer suddenly shouted.

"Bless me, concentrate, give me everything!"

Orange Tea surveyed the scene, noticing everyone giving their all, and hesitated when she saw the prison guard struggling to cross the "green line."

He glanced at Death on the other side of the green line; he was almost free from the entanglement of the fries.

"Give me some trust, it's not like I can't do it."

He sounded a little aggrieved, almost pleading, as he recalled running today.

"Here you go, it's all yours!"

The effective blessing was bestowed upon the prison guard brother by his prayer and chanting in one breath, and his body shone brightly.

The jailer gritted his teeth and poured all his magical power into controlling the spirit.

The green thread in my hand was a vibrant, almost tangible green.

"I told you, this is the wife I drew, can't you fucking understand human language?!"

"Give her to me!"