T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"Hahahaha, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

"When the dagger pierced the bone and stirred, my flesh trembled with excitement."

It's rare for someone to use the phrase "scalp tingling" to describe an opponent's mental state, but that's exactly how Lesick made her feel.

The thieving knife, having broken through the concealment, pierced the waist and abdomen with a sudden, vicious strike.

Lesick's face was flushed, and he was sweating profusely.

Then, while laughing, she described the feeling of being injured.

The morbid smile was filled with a kind of enjoyment of pain.

The prison guard's corrupting nuclear explosion was accurately predicted by Lysick, who swung his blood sword and cut the corpse, which was being used as a bomb, in two, thus preventing a massive explosion.

A chilling, blood-red sword aura swept across the garden, leaving vegetation withered and dying wherever it went.

The squid stepped forward with its shield, steadily blocking the two of them as it slowly protected them as they retreated.

Lexik reached into his pierced abdomen, pried open the wound, and groped around for a while.

He watched from under the covers, swallowing hard, already feeling the phantom pain as if he were experiencing it himself.

But Lexik seemed to have lost all feeling of pain, stirring and rummaging until his hands were covered in blood, before finally licking his fingers with satisfaction, like a child sucking on honey that had accidentally gotten on his fingertips.

"Lord Zhifeng, do you see this? This is the blood I shed for you, the wounds I sustained."

Wow, she's like a simp!

Jiang Heyi, who arrived at the scene, was filled with questions.

Logically speaking, in normal history, Lysick would have been a top-tier mage standing on a pedestal, so why would he be so humble towards people?

That's not right either. Her previous yandere-like reactions showed a particularly strong desire for control and possession.

Ugh, what's wrong with this guy?

The squid muttered, "It's like someone who's starved for love."

There's no time to do a psychological profile of Lesick; he's definitely a psychopath.

No wonder Holora said that many powerful magicians are paranoid.

It's either the period of youth when physical strength and execution are at their peak, or the period of old age when one is most learned, that causes obsession.

The thought of dealing with potential madmen in the Ana world after reincarnation is a good way to prepare myself mentally for dealing with the best of the madmen now.

Visible blood-red ripples swirled around Lesik within a 5-meter radius.

This observable anomaly is precisely the skill, the domain, that one can comprehend after reaching a high level of magical understanding.

Under normal circumstances, a quilt penetrating the chest and abdomen would cause massive bleeding. Lexi would not only be in excruciating pain and have difficulty breathing, but would also lose the ability to move due to the bleeding.

However, the blood that overflowed from her body merged into the area with a radius of 5 meters.

It was as if ink had been dripped into a bucket of water, slowly spreading and forming a scarlet mist.

Exposing a wound means losing the ability to fight; the state of French Fries is still vivid in everyone's mind, and the group was forced to retreat hastily by the domain.

Jiang Heyi countered with a backhand Summoning Tide Space Slash, tearing through the crimson mist.

In the blink of an eye, Lysick was unable to dodge, and one of his arms flew into the air.

Lesick remained unfazed, continuing to laugh maniacally.

"It hurts, it hurts! Come on, again~~~"

"Hahaha~~"

Jiang Heyi couldn't take it anymore.

"The Four Primitives!"

The fusion of elements, poised to erupt, roars forth.

The laughing Lysick intended to dodge with a quick movement, but the attack from the four Primarchs followed closely like a ship-slicing blade.

She was still laughing, but her voice had become hoarse.

Blood crystals coalesced to form a barrier, yet it was as fragile as paper.

The jailer exclaimed in surprise, "This guy's a glass cannon!"

Intimidated by the aura, the jailer thought that Lysick was a very high-level player. He dared not repeat the move for a short time, fearing that the guard would find out his weakness and counterattack.

Under fierce attack, their true colors were revealed.

Lysik's defensive methods were not particularly sophisticated; he simply relied on his blood crystals to withstand the elemental magic attacks. Faced with the continuous torrent of elements, the blood crystals shattered layer by layer.

The surging crimson mist transformed into a greatsword, slashing vertically towards the torrent.

Like a swordsman wielding a sword to cleave a waterfall, attempting to cut off the water.

The violent explosion of magic threw Lysick off balance, sending him rolling several times on the ground before he managed to stand up in a disheveled state.

The power that had been continuously absorbing the blood of French fries dissipated instantly, and the surging faith power of Orange Tea poured into her body, making French fries, whose face was as pale as paper, regain a rosy complexion.

Despite being struck by an elemental torrent, Lysick, who rose again, showed no signs of weakness.

The wounds that were originally visible to the naked eye have healed silently.

Jiang Heyi said, "I see. You can purify other people's blood into life force and use it at will."

"You guessed right. Why don't you take a few steps forward and experience my domain?" Lesik licked his moist lips. "It'll be a lot of fun~~"

A human who has mastered magic that even vampires envy.

The spectacle of this native technique displaying astonishing power in other races is something one can only imagine how the vampires of the Lysic world felt when they witnessed it firsthand.

The situation is delicate.

A strong attack might result in injury, and if you get injured, you'll be used as a blood bank until you die.

Long-range attacks are not always fatal, and you have to wait for the four Primarchs to cool down.

Is there any way to counter a talent like Lesci that would give even a genius like her a headache?

A giant bear phantom rose up behind the fries.

Fries' eyes were bloodshot, as if someone had smeared mayonnaise on her freshly made plain fries.

This was the most embarrassing moment she had ever experienced while playing Stellaris; she almost completely disconnected from the game and from reality.

Is the transformation a powerful move, meant to be used as a safety net?

Do not!

Use it early, and you'll get a CD sooner!

The Demon-Suppressing Giant Bear, Henilakai, clenched his fists and looked at Leshik, who was expanding his domain, with disdain.

For the first time, Lexico, who could make even the Wind Weaver admit defeat, lost his smile.

Henila Kai: "I still prefer your smile, why aren't you smiling anymore!"

With that, he shouted and slammed out his bear paw.

"Crimson!"

Lexik shouted the name of the sword move, and the sword energy surged, slashing straight at the bear's head.

The avatar is merely an energy body, devoid of flesh and blood. Even if it cleaves the giant bear's head into a crooked position, it cannot generate the blood needed to nourish the original body.

As for Lesik himself, he was slapped away by Bear Claw.

His simple and unadorned attacks, combined with his demon-suppressing power, are like a father's arrival to most mages.

Seeing that Lexico was about to be countered to death, the Wind Weaver's magic surged, freeing her from the entanglement of the candlelight. She quickly accessed the administrator panel, swiped vertically, and selected multiple Servants at the same time.

Feeling something, Lesick turned his head with red eyes.

"Lord Zhifeng, you promised me!"

"You actually broke your promise and betrayed me!"

"We made a promise, you won't go to someone else!"

"I kill you!"

The boundary between reality and illusion: "?"

Chapter 516 Heroic Spirits Are Like This

Lysick's longsword swept across, the blade trembling, the spilled blood droplets condensing into fine blood needles in mid-air, an impenetrable blood curtain directly covering the front, the sword pointing towards the wind.

Before the dozen or so summoned heroic spirits could even react, four or five were instantly killed.

As soon as he activated his magic, Lysick's enlarged domain forcefully swept into the crowd, forcing them to instinctively scatter and hide in all directions.

Ignoring everything else, she rushed straight towards Zhifeng with red eyes.

“Why don’t you believe me!”

The senior administrator's privileges were frozen by the candlelight, preventing him from speaking and acting. He could only operate manually, but Leishik wouldn't allow it.

"You still want to attack me?"

Lesick's voice trembled, and his anger erupted.

"Betrayal, betrayal once again!"

"Weaving the Wind!"

Desperate to die, Lysick swung his blood sword and charged at the wind blades spewed from Weaver Wind's hand.

A burst of blood mist erupted, drenching the area around Zhifeng with a crimson rain.

Zhifeng screamed in agony, with Lexik's eerie murmurs still echoing in her ears.

"Don't even think about getting rid of me."

"Let my blood merge with yours, hehehehe~~"

The blood clinging to the surface of the Windweaver's body all came from Leshik.

Rather than saying she killed Lysick in one blow, it's more accurate to say that he deliberately injured himself and then self-destructed.

Crimson blood beads seeped into Zhifeng's body along his skin.

The boundary between the real and the virtual heard an echo emanating from within the Wind Weaver's body.

"Ah... now you can't break free from me anymore, and you can't betray me either."

The value of candlelight, which "remains unchanged amidst change," continues to rise.

"Summoners in another world, summoning heroic spirits, all have to... take such risks?"

"I'll say it again, you can't just accept her strength and ignore her character flaws." Candlelight said helplessly, "There are only a few outstanding Heroic Spirits who are willing to cooperate with the Summoner."

"It's not quite right to say it like that, but when you get to Anna, remember to stay away from the summoners. The Overlord once said, you never know how much trouble they can cause."

Indeed, the complete annihilation of the Sun Shower Squad was partly due to the Summoner's influence.

Whether it's well-intentioned or malicious, this profession, with its extreme highs and lows, always manages to shock people.

Using her administrator privileges, Zhifeng forcefully removed the "deathrattle" damage left by Lysick.

Subconsciously, I tried to heal myself, but to no avail.

She gritted her teeth.

"candlelight!"

By blocking administrators' high-level privileges and designing this area as a conflict zone in the game, the identities of both sides are forcibly downgraded to players.

Players can get hurt, so can they.

The current weaving style is only stronger than the boundary between reality and illusion in two aspects.

She possesses limited administrator privileges.

And, it possesses the combat power of a weakened version of the pinnacle of the Stars of Proof.

Of course, there were also candles.

The candlelight stared coldly at her: "Don't bother trying. It will take a day for the administrator settings to be unfrozen."