T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

As if releasing all the pent-up resentment from drawing cards, the jailer's body surged with boundless power.

His will defied the tide and seized the other end of the soul chain controlled by Death.

The intense, surging power of "faith" burned his hand, and Death severed the connection as if electrocuted.

I was only distracted for less than a second when fries, a blanket, and two ghosts knocking on the door.

Did a weakness emerge during intense confrontation?

The strike, breaking through stealth, pierced the waist and abdomen.

The spatial slash of the French fries is released at near-zero distance.

The excruciating pain in his lower back and abdomen made Death's cold face contort in a grotesque grimace.

The decapitation strike froze her expression.

The head flew high into the air, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Everyone was on edge, their nerves taut, and after the intense competition, their physical strength dropped, leaving them all feeling a bit dizzy.

"Finish her off, don't let her respawn!"

"She is Death!"

The tea master's reminder made Fries and Blanket, whose legs were weak after landing, forget to catch their breath and stagger forward.

One person was responsible for the head, and the other for the body; they were crushed into blood and gore, and they still weren't satisfied.

He dragged the exhausted Primal Body back and forth from the bed, then gave the ground another round of cremation until Death left not a trace of smoke...

"Don't worry my ass, luckily I'm smart."

The jailer slowly loosened his clenched fist, revealing a spirit with a small face similar to the Grim Reaper's, which he then immediately crushed.

The Wheel of Fate consists of forcibly resurrected and manipulated dead individuals; they are harmless and can be eliminated simply by destroying them.

The jailer looked down and sighed in disappointment.

Orange Tea asked, puzzled, "You were just shouting that she's your wife, so why do you seem a little dissatisfied?"

"Just now I was imagining myself as someone trying to pull for the pity system. You can't understand that feeling of having your wife stolen and hidden in the gacha pool."

Orange Tea stared blankly, her mouth slightly agape.

"So what's the reason now?"

"Her feet aren't as pretty as Death's..."

Chapter 432 The Priestess and the Demon

Orange Tea rarely asks about this topic; it's a completely unfamiliar area for her.

Having been teammates for so long, she still didn't quite understand why the jailer would specifically like that particular part of his body...

Perhaps it was because he spoke so confidently that she couldn't hold back this time.

"May I ask what the difference is?"

The jailer replied without hesitation: "The Wheel of Fortune is for show, it looks great from afar and up close, but the Grim Reaper's is food-grade!"

"..."

"..."

Jiang Heyi sighed, pointed to the sky, and reminded them, "We're live-streaming! Do you know how many video clips this conversation will appear in tomorrow?!"

"Don't let outsiders think that the Virtual Reality Boundary is some weird guild!"

Nong Ya's commentary is excellent in terms of professionalism—that's the only thing she excels at; language is a major weakness for all non-native language commentators.

Being praised for her excellent understanding of the situation through translation is already a great encouragement for her.

At this moment, she fell silent.

Professionalism is no match for the prison guard's remarks.

The person in the blanket shrugged: "This kind of person is bound to be taken away by fungi in the future."

The Tarot Twins, whose fates have merged with Death, along with Yuu-ro and the corrupted Mizuki, have made it onto the list of enemies gamers least want to face.

One solution was found by exploring the boundary between the real and virtual worlds, but even after it was triggered, there was no guarantee of a win.

It simply gave the players a chance to fight Death one more time.

As for the Death God Destiny Form, story enthusiasts in the chat already believe it's comparable to the Full Power Form of Yuu-ro, and far surpasses the Demonic Mizuki.

During the classic battle design segment, players from the game shared their opinions and debated their ideas for the best character design.

Zhong Zemo smiled.

"Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, everyone's war settings haven't changed at all."

Tarot cards descended from the sky and hung before everyone.

The sound of evening dew drifted over.

"The second stop is the Gemini Tarot. May fate guide you to make yet another choice."

Having recovered his strength, Jiang Heyi nodded towards the orange tea.

The Tea Master couldn't help but swallow.

The "high intensity" that I couldn't forget in the last round turned into a death sentence.

Before the draw, she couldn't help but clasp her hands together and rub them together.

"Let's lower the difficulty a bit!"

The tarot cards are drawn.

Orange Tea squinted and turned the tea leaves.

The beautiful priestess, dressed in a silver-white robe, leaned against the tall trees behind her and fell into a deep sleep.

The hideous, grotesque, fleshy behemoth, resembling a creation of a demon god, gradually transformed into human form and began to walk among humans.

"This is... a priestess and... a demon?"

As soon as the priestess appeared, the candlelight was truly on edge, wondering about the boundary between reality and illusion.

First comes death and fate, then the priestess and the world—that's truly the ultimate trial. She once heard the Lord jokingly say that only one unlucky soul in history had ever experienced this trial.

Even though the elements within the Tower World have been modified for gameplay purposes, the difficulty is still astonishing.

Another girl with long, straight black hair.

The priestess stood gently and reservedly with her hands behind her back, without making a gesture of prayer.

From the moment she appeared, she kept her eyes closed.

The demon in the Tarot is still transforming; when it finally appears, it is already the High Priestess.

A standard literary demon image, entirely blood red with horns on its head.

It's as if he deliberately catered to the world's perception and chose the look that would cause the most panic.

Both were "living people," and judging from the scene, it was far more eerie than when the Grim Reaper appeared.

"It feels like I've returned to the human world."

"Hehe, hehehe, the priestess is so pretty too, another new waifu has arrived~~"

"Why isn't the jailer acting crazy anymore?"

"Because the priestess's clothing was loose, her legs were completely covered under the skirt."

"You understand the jailer!"

"Why do I feel like demons are trembling in fear when they see priestesses?"

"Of course, when evil encounters a believer of a righteous god, it will be suppressed if it is not strong enough."

As the chat began, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds also noticed the unusual behavior of the two Tarot Knights.

The priestess calmly accepted the demon's kneeling before her.

At that very moment, black flames roared behind her.

Space was distorted, and countless eyes peered out from the gaps.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"I already know that you have defeated the powerful Death and Fate combination."

The priestess raised her slender, pale hand to cover her rosy lips and laughed.

"I don't have the power of the Grim Reaper, nor am I very good at fighting, so..."

The crack seemed to be stretched open from both sides by a pair of large hands, suddenly widening.

A surge of power erupted from it and flowed into the demon's body.

"Let my friend play with you."

Two streaks of light emerged from it.

He merged with the demon, and in an instant, his stable flesh and blood body swelled and distorted, with tumors bulging out.

Jiang Heyi ordered, "Don't give them a chance, strike first!"

The Priestess is a very powerful summoner; when combined with the Demon card, she becomes a guide to evil spirits.

The brief rest had removed the buffs from the high-level Bloodlust Frenzy stacks, but it didn't affect the fact that Fries was still the fastest to act.

There are even faster ones than her.

The phantom of the mad wolf landed half a second early, biting the priestess's shoulder, drawing blood.

She seemed oblivious to the pain, maintaining a constant smile.

The sacred gesture of hands clasped together, resembling prayer, surprisingly gave players with a God's-eye view the illusion that the boundary between reality and illusion was the villain.

"Pfft~~~"

The chopping feel is soft and yielding.

The Mad Wolf Blade seemed to have been plunged into a clump of mud.

French Fries looked up abruptly, his eyes widening in astonishment.

Red, finger-thick "vines" meandered across the priestess's skin.

Layer upon layer, winding and lingering.

The priestess, whose body was almost severed by a diagonal slash, swayed slightly, and her neatly cut waist and abdomen quickly healed.

At the same time, the fries felt a strange, bone-locking sensation from the blade.

It was as if it had sunk into the gaps between bones, impossible to pull out—harder than the Grim Reaper in his tower form.

When Jiang Heyi followed up and Huanchao struck the priestess's body with a heavy blow, the sound of metal clanging echoed in his ears.

The priestess was still smiling, composed and elegant.

However, apart from the head, the rest of the body was covered in thick, blood-red flesh that resembled exocolour armor, making him look like a fully dressed medieval knight in a can.

On the other side, the Demon Card mutation ended.

The werewolf, now three meters tall and having doubled in size, howled to the sky.

If he's like that, he could be considered a werewolf...

It spits out blood, flesh, and roots.

A giant flower, as tall as a person, grew from the back of his head.

The yellowish-brown petals were dripping with a sticky liquid.

The werewolf's hands, feet, and claws were wriggling, like earthworms, but it was unlikely that they were earthworms.

Beneath the blood-red and silver-gray fur, tiny insects could be vaguely seen wriggling.

The giant flower behind his head sprayed out a massive amount of pollen like a sneeze.

In an instant, a foul stench filled the entire room.