T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Who said that players would stand still and listen attentively during cutscene chat?

The emanating magic of the Tide is amplified entirely by the four primal entities.

Origin Element: Fire, [Elemental Burst] activated.

All friendly units within range will receive a bonus to elemental magic power, and the wielder's fire elemental magic power will be greatly enhanced.

"Kill her instantly!"

Every instance of him becoming talkative signifies the start of a new phase.

Just think of it as a transition phase in MMOs.

You need to control the situation and utilize the mechanics to play comfortably!

The ground beneath the four Primarchs suddenly cracked, and torrents of crimson and azure magic burst forth from the staff, spiraling upwards like two intertwined dragons, distorting and steaming the air wherever they passed.

The moment it erupted, the entire underground city was illuminated as if it were daytime.

Each cluster of fire waves carried countless leaping electric snakes, forming a giant web of destruction.

The woman's newly reconstructed butterfly wings had not yet fully unfolded when she was struck head-on by the turbulent current. Even as an elf, she was as fragile as a paper puppet in a storm amidst the elemental turbulence.

First, the long hair was ignited with azure lightning, then the translucent wing membrane was melted by the high temperature, creating honeycomb-like holes.

The new body had barely appeared when it was instantly torn to shreds.

"Wow! They actually launched a sneak attack! How despicable!"

There was not a trace of anxiety in her tone.

The torrents crashed into the ground, creating an elemental storm. Fire waves and thunderstorms swept outwards in a radial pattern, and she was engulfed by red and blue light at that moment.

The Tetraprototype is like a dump truck driver, recklessly flooring the accelerator—it must ensure there is no risk of survival!

"That's outrageous! I just realized that the Primals also have top-tier weapons."

"Elemental Fusion Torrent greatly enhanced, a turret-style artifact! This is going to be a disaster, isn't it?"

"Uh...why is the woman starting to leak air?"

Where is the air leaking?

The spectators were the first to notice the anomaly.

Thick, black mist emanated from the woman's tattered body, resembling a turbid stream composed of countless tiny, wriggling black particles.

It grew increasingly thick and viscous, as if her body had connected to some forbidden place, through which a cold and profound life was descending.

The man, his face gloomy, grumbled again in annoyance.

He seemed quite displeased with the woman's actions.

Jiang Heyi was observing him the whole time.

"Disdain, it doesn't seem like...it sounds more like complaint?"

Why complain?

He struggled to understand the subtle shift in his emotions for a moment.

The tetramorphs felt a sense of stagnation.

The sensation of the elemental fusion torrent hitting a physical object disappeared; the surging magic seemed to have crashed into a constantly churning wall without a fixed solid form.

An eerie and sinister atmosphere, sending chills down the spines of everyone present, filled the entire space.

The spectators were the first to shudder.

Within the space formed by the black mist emanating from the woman's body, something seemed to be churning, appearing...

Like countless tentacles.

"Outstanding performance."

"Impressive elemental magic."

"Simple, pure, and incredibly powerful."

"No need for fancy tricks, just overwhelming power to crush everything, it's thrilling!"

The woman's body had completely recovered without her realizing it. She floated in the black mist, and below the sea of ​​mist, a gigantic creature churned.

Jiang Heyi swallowed.

Something in the dark, foggy sea gave him goosebumps.

The same applies to everyone else at the boundary between reality and illusion, and Orange Tea in particular has a... sense of déjà vu.

A gray light flickered in the woman's hand, and a strange doll appeared.

It was a dark, doll that looked like a lump of coal.

Its entire body was covered in wriggling tentacles, baring its teeth and claws.

In the very center, a thin crack appears, through which a slightly open eye can be vaguely seen.

"Actually, before I became a mushroom, I was a very good puppeteer."

"Don't you all want to see the adorable dolls in my hands?"

"For example, this little coal briquette doll~~~"

She held up a coal ball.

"Media selection, summoning—"

"Mother Goddess of Wisdom, come forth as summoned!"

In the black fog, the creaking sound of wheels rolling over stone slabs could be heard.

It's getting closer, closer and closer.

At this moment, Jiang Heyi suddenly recalled the source of this feeling.

Easter egg level: Flesh Priest.

It had felt the exact same aura on that battlefield where the lowly were punished!

Chapter 487 Bitter Battle

An ominous tremor suddenly came from the ground, and the black mist was torn apart by some enormous force.

Orange Tea couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and subconsciously took two steps forward, as if she wanted to see more clearly.

Jiang Heyi and the others were startled when they saw the visitor appearing from the black mist.

Box carriage?

No, it is far larger and more evil than that.

There was no driver, and no living being at the helm.

The wheels and base are made of grayish-white bone.

Bright red tendons writhed at the junction, wrapped around writhing scarlet tendrils, pulsating rhythmically like a living thing, constantly contracting and relaxing with movement.

The bearing was the enormous eyeball of an unknown creature, blinking slightly as the carriage moved.

The carriage was framed by bones and filled with flesh and blood. Countless tentacles extended outward from the surface of the carriage, and the mouthparts at the ends gleamed with a cold silver light and were clearly visible.

Its proboscis opened wide to an exaggerated degree, revealing its spirally arranged sharp teeth, and emitted a shrill, wailing sound.

The entire carriage resembled a dark red lump of flesh, swaying and rocking as the carriage moved, its sticky sounds echoing throughout the quiet space.

I felt chills all over my body.

Jiang Heyi had guessed that it was a creature made of flesh and blood, but before it appeared, he still held onto a sliver of hope.

What if she's a beautiful and charming creature like a flesh priestess?

After all, she said she was the Mother Goddess of Wisdom.

But what aspect of the monster before us fits the description of "intelligence"?

Kesha was quite knowledgeable, but upon seeing it, she felt a chill run down her spine. Just standing there watching those tentacles writhe made her stomach churn – she never wanted to eat seaweed as a snack again.

"so beautiful……"

what?

Who could say something like that? They're not even human!

Everyone quickly pinpointed the source of the voice... It was the Tea Master!

French Fries tentatively asked, "Tea Master, are you alright?"

"Could it be that rationality has been overwhelmed? But the Sutter Heart Stone isn't reacting, there's no feedback from the mental attack." The jailer was checking if the props were malfunctioning.

Orange Tea hurriedly asked, "Can't you see? The woman in the carriage has a very elegant and gentle style."

Jiang Heyi searched diligently, but the carriage was empty. Instead, he saw the steering wheel inside the carriage, which turned out to be a huge eyeball...

The spectators also started arguing.

With their god-like perspective, they were able to zoom in and see the interior of the train carriages.

This carriage, entirely made of flesh and bones, showed no trace of any living person.

However, some players claim to have seen the woman that Orange Tea mentioned.

Tranquil and elegant.

At first, most players thought it was just Tea God's fans playing tricks, but soon, some people realized the key to the problem.

All those who claim to be able to see women belong to religious sects.

Magicians and warriors cannot be seen.

In the eyes of believers, the wise mother goddess spoken of by the woman truly exists.

She lay languidly in the carriage, flipping through the books beside her, yawning, not at all regarding this place as a battlefield, but rather as if she had received an insignificant invitation to visit during her leisure time.

"In the name of coal, I command you: Attack!"

The woman held up the coal doll and squeezed it.

The flesh-and-blood chariot in Jiang Heyi's eyes, and the wise mother goddess in Orange Tea's eyes, moved.

The flesh-and-blood chariot can go from 0 to top speed in just one or two breaths.

Without any warning, the enormous object, already as tall as a dump truck, suddenly started moving and rolled straight toward the boundary between reality and illusion.

"Holy crap, we're about to hit the jackpot!"

The jailer is still the same jailer; no matter how critical the situation, he always has to shout first.

The woman's voice gave a warning. The flesh-and-blood chariot roared and crushed past. People at the boundary between reality and illusion rolled and pounced, narrowly avoiding the first wave of dump truck collisions.

The deep ruts on the ground testified to the consequences of being hit.

Only then did everyone realize that the rear of the flesh-and-blood chariot was a huge tumor.

The sarcoma bloomed like a flower, spurting out a foul-smelling, dark red blood plasma.

"Think beautifully!"

The duo, who had been hiding in the spatial rift waiting for an opportunity, reappeared, opened a passage, and intercepted the unexpected attack.

“We’ll deal with the woman. Once we get the doll back, things will be fine.”

Kesha realized what was happening and said, "I'll go with you too."

The three NPCs share a common goal: to kill the woman.

The boundary between the real and the virtual worlds also wanted to capture the leader first, but the flesh-and-blood chariots did not give them the chance.

He suddenly reversed the car, bringing the tumor right up to the crowd.

The enormous tumor suddenly shrank, revealing countless spiderweb-like purplish-black blood vessels on its surface.

With a chilling "pop," the tumor burst open like a ripe abscess.

Dark red blood plasma splattered radially, each drop of liquid splitting in mid-air, accompanied by a piercing whooshing sound that filled the surroundings.

A mushroom cloud of rotting flesh rose from the center of the explosion, and countless pieces of bone and flesh flew in all directions like shrapnel.