T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

They have the advantage of advanced equipment and skills.

The outnumbered attack thwarted Oleksandr's attempt to clear the field with indiscriminate strikes.

"Keep pushing forward! Keep pushing forward!"

He waved his hand dramatically as he opened the can and said, "Ready to eat."

"Potato said we should charge headlong into their territory and become one of them!"

Oleksandr also realized this intention.

"Deploy the rhinoceros beasts."

"Let high-level mages intervene and delay those lunatics on the main battlefield."

"Something terrible has happened, Commander!"

The messenger rushed in in a panic, kneeling and trembling.

"The rear guard, located in the valley and yet to be deployed, is on fire!"

"what!"

Oleksandr slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "I have so many high-ranking mages stationed here..."

"Lord Wilson was cut in half at the waist by a woman flashing red light. Now there's no one in command, and everything is in chaos!"

Chapter 452 Victory in the Melee

The attack was sudden, and the messenger was unable to discern the extent of the chaos on the battlefield or how many attackers there were.

The sudden earthquake caused everyone in the camp to run around.

Wilson, the high-ranking mage and logistics commander, was killed in this chaotic situation.

If the messenger could observe more calmly from a higher vantage point, he would be surprised to find...

There were only two people who attacked the valley camp.

One red and one blue, their colors perfectly complement each other.

French fries had no idea that they had killed a big shot.

After Jiang Heyi's fireball blasted the camp, she immediately spotted this conspicuous guy shouting loudly to maintain order.

During the surprise attack, the opponent's gaze was clearly in another direction, yet he suddenly deployed a magic shield, reached out his hand towards her, and made a casting gesture.

This made French Fries' heart skip a beat.

In the midst of the chaos, sensing the enemy beyond one's line of sight—could it be that we've encountered a hidden master?

The mad wolf slashed at the thick magic shield, and as she prepared for her next attack, she was shocked to discover...

How did it break into two pieces?

The prediction was world-class, but the final outcome was disappointing.

She hasn't had such a strong inner monologue in a long time.

After changing clothes and blending into the camp, Jiang Heyi enjoyed the commotion he had caused, occasionally lighting a fire to enhance the atmosphere.

Through his discussion with Mint, Jiang Heyi gained a deeper understanding of how many factors, within the framework of the magical worldview, limit the effectiveness of high-level mages in legion-level clashes.

Limiting high-level combat capabilities is a mandatory course in warfare for every country.

Peria's ability to fully implement the Suppression Pearls into her subordinate legions suggests that she must possess other means of suppressing or even nullifying magic.

Mint casually made a sarcastic remark about Anna.

She believed that even under the Lion King's rule, at the height of the Anna Empire, there might not have been such an exaggerated anti-magic configuration.

With Peria clashing with Anna, the fate of the thousand-year-old empire will likely be no better than that of Huilan, which is currently being destroyed.

"Get out of bed and report the situation."

"received."

After briefly observing the situation under the covers, I immediately typed in the chat channel.

“In Oleksandr’s tent, the conch shells blared, and he seemed to be ordering the ordinary soldiers to retreat with the cavalry on the flanks.”

"High-ranking mages near the central command tent have begun to move, and their target is most likely Khorne."

"Another group went to the outskirts of the battlefield."

"The elemental magic artillery of the four primal beings fired beautifully, severely disrupting Peria's magic barrage, and preventing the indiscriminate attack from being launched."

Tetraprototype: "Thank you for the compliment. Compared to the canned goods on the top front, it's just a tiny contribution."

"It flew over my head and I could feel a very strong magical aura. It was definitely not an ordinary opponent."

Jiang Heyi hurriedly asked, "Canned food, received?"

"Thanks, warm bed. I've already issued a warning: the Khornean formation is tightening and they're ganging up to slaughter us."

"Try to use exaggerated killing methods to leave a deep impression on the Peria people," Jiang Heyi emphasized again.

The filthy soup: "Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be exaggerated!"

The player's greatest advantage is an uninterrupted and highly efficient information exchange channel.

Commanding a legion of ten thousand men, orders were relayed from Oleksandr's camp to every corner of the legion, requiring passage through officers, centurions, and even more.

In a constantly shifting battlefield, even magic cannot transmit information in a timely manner.

Not to mention the organizational chaos caused by combat casualties.

As long as Oleksandr plays it safe, he can easily crush the players.

We must win by creating chaos.

Try to vent as much pressure as possible on the other person.

Even if he is an outstanding legion commander, wise and insightful, he still needs his subordinates to execute his plans in practice.

These ordinary people whose lives are disrupted, each time the execution of orders is reduced by 20%, layer upon layer, may end up with zero in reality.

Jiang Heyi was pondering how to further destroy Peria's command system when he suddenly found his steps heavy, as if an invisible weight was pressing down on his shoulders.

Suddenly, a unified shout of battle erupted from the chaotic camp, and the swords were pointed at him in disguise.

"Did someone see me commit a dirty trick?"

How did he manage to deliver the message in such a short time?

Jiang Heyi frowned, summoned the Tide Resonance Space Slash, and cleaved forward with a powerful strike.

Wherever the azure water rippled, corpses were torn apart.

A single strike can wipe out enemies within a 5-meter radius.

Peria's soldiers were filled with terror, as if they had seen a demon.

French Fries: "Hey Hey, watch out, there's a tough guy coming."

The chat channel notification startled him.

French fries are the kind of reckless guy who gets stronger when faced with tough opponents and wants to clash with ruthless people every day.

If you can hear something like "not to be messed with" from her, it must be something like the Grim Reaper or some kind of twisted fate.

Is there such a person on this battlefield?

He glanced around, his gaze quickly sweeping over the tense and fearful expressions on the faces of the Peria people.

They gripped their weapons tightly, hesitating whether they should launch a brave challenge against this monster.

A vivid depiction of hesitation.

The cowardice and the triumphant song of passion turned into the sweat sticking to the palms.

If there is an enemy as described by French fries, he should maintain the composure that does not belong to the weak.

But he neither saw nor heard...

The shouts and panicked cries that flowed around us like a tidal wave were overwhelming, and the emotions of ordinary soldiers were suppressed by a powerful force.

It was as if an invisible dome had fallen from nowhere, isolating the inside from the outside and sucking away the voices that all living beings were desperately shouting out.

The soldiers of Peria were spared; they heard a revelation beyond the silence and retreated.

French fries came rushing over, back to back with Jiang Heyi.

She opened her mouth, but not a single note came out.

All sounds are silent.

Centered on them, this place becomes a vacuum of sound.

The sounds originating from my own body are still there.

In the silence, Jiang Heyi felt as if his heart would burst out of his body at any moment.

Not far away, there were nine people in total, all wearing black fitted robes with light gold withered branch patterns adorning their robes.

The face beneath the robe was shrouded in mist, likely some kind of visual obscuring technique.

He sent a message.

"It seems I've run into a tough character here."

Ready to eat right out of the can, instant results.

"You too? I have some here too."

The thick soup, along with its enormous pot that could hold a person, was sent flying backward by the force of a bull.

It landed among the Peria soldiers who couldn't retreat in time, smashing a bloody path through them.

"That's the berserker style! The longer you fight, the more resilient you become!"

He grimaced as he got up, and his companion, who had rushed to his side, slapped him straight in the back.

"Nonsense! Look at the earth spirit on your body. The Tea God cast a shield on you from a great distance. Do you think Berserkers aren't made of flesh and blood and can compare to gods?"

"Holy crap, the Tea Master!"

To ensure the mage's survivability, the support characters stayed off the field, and at this distance, only the necromancer could provide support.

In such a chaotic battlefield, how did the Tea God notice him? Just thinking about the thick soup of filth gives me goosebumps.

So these guys from the boundary between the virtual and real worlds eat this well every time they climb the tower!

Other Khorne members who had never experienced the warmth of support since the server opened were also somewhat dazzled.

"Stop lamenting, the strange guy is coming."

Peria is a multi-ethnic nation, but as players fight their way through, all they see are humans.

At this moment, the alien race hidden in the army formation revealed itself.

Various mixed-race subhumans, towering two heads taller than ordinary people, looked down on everyone.

Players have encountered many mixed-race demi-humans throughout the game, but this group is quite different from the others.

Their surging blood and energy resonated with each other, forming a strange echo of heartbeats, like the resounding hum of a great bell.

Excessive blood energy overflowed from the body's surface, seeping into the air and forming a scarlet mist, filling the surroundings with a fishy smell that made one's throat feel dry.

"You only have 9 over there?" the instant-eating customer asked hastily.

How come there are dozens or hundreds of them?

The expected instant reply did not occur.

He instantly realized that the intensity of the confrontation on the potato's side had increased.

"Be careful, their power is strange."

The mixed-race demi-human bent his knees, squatted down, and in the blink of an eye, shot towards the crowd like a cannonball.

Fueled by bloodlust and fanaticism, the berserkers' reflexes were at their peak; even when viewed directly, their movements were still perceived as leaving afterimages.

"Boom!"

Using a slashing motion to counter the impact, the instant food felt as if its wrist had withstood the force of a collapsing mountain.