T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 145, Section 144: I want to introduce you to the sisters of the royal court!

Kesha shuddered, and the snow that had fallen on his body splashed up.

The wounds left by magic were rapidly healed with the help of the water element.

Analyzing magic, replicating magic, preventing the resonance between demonic scales and magical power... these bizarre methods are practically the nemesis of sirens.

However... his replicated magic was merely a tickle, completely lacking in power.

The man leaped into the air, mimicking her by conjuring water elements into a spear to thrust forward. Kesha's gaze was sharp; she neither dodged nor avoided him, and charged straight at him.

The water elemental spear made contact with the siren's scales, leaving white streaks in its wake. It seemed to have used up all its power and immediately crumbled and disintegrated.

Ke Xia was puzzled, and Jiang Heyi was shocked.

Ksha was puzzled that this was originally a powerful shaping magic, but in the hands of the man who wielded strange power, it had become an impenetrable and powerless decoration.

Jiang Heyi was shocked to discover that the knowledge swirling in his mind was merely knowledge; if he were to use it to replicate the siren's magic, its power would be greatly diminished.

However, the weakening is real.

He can perfectly negate Ksha's magic with his magic shield.

The man and the sea monster stared at each other, momentarily forgetting that they were engaged in a life-or-death duel.

Ksha was stunned, and the fat vampire was immediately in danger.

Unlike Ksha, who has a prestigious status in the Siren Royal Court, he was unable to withstand the increasingly fierce attacks. With their well-coordinated use of the boundary between reality and illusion, his initial mad dog-like offensive failed to break the shield guard, and he was instead countered by the shield, putting him in a passive position.

With the addition of even more rabid berserkers to the battle, he was left only to passively take the beatings, his round body covered in countless bloody scratches.

"Ksha, why are you just watching and trying to share my burden?"

He didn't dare to curse. Kesha came ashore simply to experience life and enjoy the daily life of a land-dwelling species.

If pushed too far, she can run away immediately.

idiot!

Kesha thought to himself.

She's helping to hold back a creepy monster, isn't that enough?

Jiang Heyi had no intention of holding out. Instead of using the magic he copied from Kesha, he used magic to shape a warhammer, swung his arm in a wide arc, and suddenly brought it down on Jiang Heyi's head.

Based on my experience on the first level of the Clarity Realm, the siren's scales are harder than I imagined; they're difficult to pierce with punctures, and you need a can opener!

Having learned from her previous experience, Kesha decided to try again, so she leaned her head in.

"Oh!"

It's crisp, and it makes a sound.

What does this mean?
Why would they willingly offer their heads up to get their heads cracked open?

Ksha was tumbled away by the hammer, her beautiful seaweed-green hair disheveled in mid-air.

With her hair disheveled, she supported herself on her hands, raising her upper body like a seal, her eyes sparkling beneath her hair.

There was no shock or fear, only pure curiosity.

The water element surrounds the hair strands and automatically combs them.

The siren's body is unusually resilient; this attack didn't hurt... hiss...
It still hurts, and the pain lingers; my neck is numb.

Copying her siren magic didn't work, but other spells did, and... it seems to be really effective... Ouch, the aftereffects are killing me, it hurts so much!
What the hell is going on?

Also, I feel unusually heavy today.

Even magic seems to be distancing itself from it, no longer as readily available as it used to be.

Her own thoughts were also in a state of confusion, constantly urging her to stay away from that man, even calling on her to submit to him... What a strange feeling!
The closer you get to him, the more noticeable the muddy feeling becomes.

try again!
"[The Song of the Tidecaller]"

Ksha deliberately chanted the full name of the magic aloud, but the magic power was allocated to his senses.

A strange power, distinct from magic, descended from the void, severing the connection between the power of words and magic like a sharp blade, forcibly distorting her spellcasting.

Aha! I've found the problem.

"This is interesting, come and play with me!"

Kesha made a move that caught everyone off guard. She rushed towards Jiang Heyi, using her tough siren scales to smash through the shaped magical weapon, and carried him off the balcony, landing on the soft lawn below.

"It feels like an ordinary body of flesh and blood, but it seems to have a lot of secrets."

After being thrown several meters away by Ke Xia, who then used water element to cushion the impact in mid-air, Jiang Heyi landed steadily, still dazed.

"What's your name?" Ksha licked his lips, his eyes shining brightly, like a child who had found a new toy, jumping for joy.

"Jiang Heyi... never mind, potatoes it is."

What exactly does this siren want to do?
The sudden change of tactics just now, with the two of them tightly embracing each other, would have given them a way to severely injure him, so why didn't they do that? They even helped him when they landed.

They were fighting to the death, weren't they?
Jiang Heyi really couldn't keep up with the sea monster's thought process; it was too unpredictable.

"Hmph, you've intensified your suppression of me even further. My magic is rapidly receding from me now. Such power." Ksha even had the composure to analyze the oppressive aura created by the Glutton's avatar.

Startled by Kesha's explosive power, Jiang Heyi is using all his strength to activate the power of the Gluttonous Avatar to restrain Kesha's actions.

But she seemed to be...enjoying it?
"To be able to suppress me so completely... your talent and power are unheard of..." Ksha licked his lips again. "Potato, there are some very cute girls among the sirens. Would you be interested in visiting the Siren Royal Court? I believe many sirens would be interested in you."

What?
Wait a minute.

"What are you doing? Are we fighting to the death?!" After years of surfing the internet, this was the first time Jiang Heyi had encountered someone so difficult to deal with.

How did the dialogue develop to this point?

"Ha, do humans prefer to be more subtle?" Ksha tilted his head. "Or do you feel that the current atmosphere isn't suitable for discussing private matters?"

"Aren't we fighting for different positions now?" Jiang Heyi reminded him again.

“Standpoint?” Ksha laughed. “Why would I have a stance? I’m just here to have fun on land. The Narum family pays me a lot of money and provides good service, so I’m just traveling around with them.”

"Do you really think that a siren like me should lower my proud head to a nobleman who isn't even a member of the royal family?" Ksha's words were full of disdain for Narum. "After fighting this far, I've already done my fair share of the service he's provided me."

The moment Ksha withdrew her magic, a round figure flew out from the second-floor balcony and rolled to her side.

The vampires were in dire straits. Their strength was already inferior to Ke Xia's, and their fighting style was completely countered by Zhong Zemo. The encirclement and attack at the boundary between reality and illusion caused him to lose an arm.

"Ksha, you haven't dealt with this guy yet?" he asked in surprise.

The person on the boundary between reality and illusion had just rushed to the second-floor balcony when they witnessed an astonishing scene.

A slender ice spike pierced the fat vampire's heart, freezing his blood.

Powerful vampires can repair themselves with their blood even if parts of their bodies are destroyed, but if their blood stops flowing, they are doomed.

"Ksha, you!!"

The fat vampire's eyes widened in horror.

"It's in your way. The magic tide has allowed people like you to ascend to the eighth tier stage. Mother Earth is too kind." With a wave of her hand, the fat vampire ice sculpture shattered into pieces.

"This is... an eighth-tier sea monster..." Orange Tea swallowed.

Even if it's a sneak attack, to be able to kill someone of the same rank in one hit is just too exaggerated.

Kesha was about to say something more when the smile on his face vanished like the tide.

"The Narum family even has this?"

In the darkness of the distance, the warehouse beneath the ground slowly opened, and a new group of dolls silently advanced, stepping over their companions who lay scattered haphazardly across the courtyard. An invisible pressure gathered from all directions, and the magic was visibly thinning.

"Puppets?" The entire group from the boundary between reality and illusion gathered around Jiang Heyi, warily eyeing the hundreds of bizarre puppets.

Unlike the puppets I had seen before, which had rich expressions and movements, these puppets were dull and lifeless, with empty, lifeless eyes.

The four Primarchs wanted to release their elemental shields ahead of time, but they couldn't muster even a fraction of their magic power.

Why can't I cast magic?

“It’s normal that it can’t be released.” Kesha said solemnly. “This is an anti-magic doll, a magic nemesis created by combining the techniques of doll making, alchemy, and potion making.”

"This number... is enough to wage a siege against several eighth-tier mages."

"Shouldn't it be expensive to build?" Feeling the suppressive force of magic pressing down on him from all around, the jailer took deep breaths.

“The Narum family is richer than a country.” Ksha scoffed. “Potato, your abilities are weak. It’s difficult for you to deal with this number of puppets. I can help you out.”

Oppressed by the Glutton's incarnation and restrained by the demon-suppressing field artificially created by the demon-suppressing doll, Ksha is no longer at ease.

"We can't use magic, we'll just have to break them apart physically." French Fries was eager to try. "We'll get a lot of experience points!"

"Why do you think that expensive demon-suppressing dolls are just stakes that can be easily destroyed? Wake up."

"Why would you be thinking of us? What happened in between that we don't know about?" The jailer looked left and right. "Besides, we haven't even tried it yet, how do you know it won't work?"

"Kesha!"

Joseph's voice came from afar; he was sheltered by the Demon-Suppressing Doll.

"I don't care why you killed Bavi. Now, I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself: kill them!"

Ke Xia turned icy cold in an instant when facing Jiang Heyi's smiling face.

"You mean, the Narum family intends to kill an eighth-tier sea monster?"

"Would you kill any alien race that threatens the interests of the Sirens?" Josel countered.

Kesha glanced at Jiang Heyi not far away and licked his lips: "I was thinking of taking him back to the royal court to introduce him to the siren sisters, but I refuse."

The entire team focused on Jiang Heyi, blurring the lines between the virtual and real worlds.

"What plot point did you trigger?"

"I didn't, I don't understand, I don't know! She came up to me and started having an attack!" Jiang Heyi had no idea what had happened.

Josel no longer waited. With his hands clasped together, the demon-suppressing puppets surrounding the boundary between reality and illusion began their advance in a military formation.

“Listen, I’ll create a small opening for you later. You must escape, especially Potato,” Kesha said, his voice lingering. “I must take you to the royal court!”

Sister, look closely, we're all barely able to save ourselves. Without magic, you're just a fish that won't last long. What's the point of being funny now?

Jiang Heyi released the suppression she had placed on Kesha, and sure enough... the magic she released could be distorted by the demon-suppressing puppet.

"It's all your fault, you loosened it too late!" Kesha finally broke down, sweating profusely. "I have another method."

"The siren's scales naturally store a vast amount of magic power. If I shatter my own scales, I can unleash a massive ritual spell... I might be reduced to dust, but if you promise me you'll go to the Fallen Star Royal Court in the north..."

Kesha gritted his teeth: "I can help you."

If Jiang Heyi had previously regarded Kesha as a strange and eccentric sea monster, he was truly shocked at this moment.

What is she after? Is she willing to give up everything just for a promise?
Clearly, keeping Ksha alive can trigger a magical plot line.

Looking at the massive, silently advancing demon-suppressing puppets... this is going to be quite difficult.

French fries took the initiative, having been previously affected by Kshatriya's AOE attack, and activated [Praise of Pain]!
The Elemental Heart longsword cleaved down onto the shoulder of a demon-suppressing doll with unstoppable force, its remaining power still slicing straight down.

The doll's arm fell off, but it was not seriously injured.

The terrifying thing about old-fashioned dolls is that they lack spirit, but they are not afraid of suffering and are the most fearless warriors.

French fries was nearly surrounded by the dolls, but jumped back into the crowd, still shaken.

"So sturdy, it can even weaken the weapon's own blessing, what a scoundrel!"

"Protect Kesha!"

To think that not long ago they were on opposing sides, but now they have to turn around and protect her... that's the flexible stance of gamers.

The individual difficulty is not as high as the underground temple, but it's still very annoying.

Just as Zhong Zemo knocked one down with his shield, a demon-suppressing puppet pounced on him, chasing after him like a zombie, its imposing presence causing him to retreat repeatedly.

It has specialized military formation coordination. If one person is in trouble, help will come from all directions. The boundary between reality and illusion is often broken only when a single puppet is destroyed, and then it will be surrounded.

Mint considered many special circumstances and prepared many props for the boundary between reality and illusion, but she never expected that the Narum family had a powerful weapon to suppress magic.

"Kexia, you're not allowed to touch the demon scales!" Jiang Heyi commanded, slapping Kexia's hand away from the demon scales.

Damn it, you absolutely cannot die in my Siren's Court side quest!

Kexia stared blankly at Jiang Heyi's towering figure...

Dozens of times more puppets than the boundary between the virtual and real worlds continuously squeezed their activity area, but the rate of destruction could not keep up with the progress of their encirclement.

Is it really impossible to save it?
"Whoo~~~~~~"

A biting wind swept into the Narum mansion, and the green grass and towering trees withered and froze.

The earth is frozen, and extreme cold has arrived.

Joseph stared in bewilderment at the falling snowflakes, reached out and caught one, watching it melt away with his body heat.

If Ksha cannot cast magic, where does the snow come from?

"Waaaaah~~~~~"

A fierce snowstorm raged, the sound of the wind like the blood-soaked wails of countless dead, crashing into the ears of all the living.

Joseph felt a chill run down his spine.

He trembled as he watched the snowstorm intensify.

He remembered a legend.

An ancient legend that terrifies, instills awe, and makes the snow-capped mountains a taboo for the local people of Sai'ang.

The boundary between the real and the virtual also noticed the strange wind and snow. The snow and the wind seemed to have the power to distort light, and their vision could not reach the distance, leaving only darkness.

The darkness was writhing.

The white skeleton burst through the snow mist.

That was the skeleton of a snow fox, an empty shell devoid of flesh and blood, yet it seemed to move as if it were alive.

Huge cow bones followed, then sheep, then bears, and then various kinds of birds.

They rubbed against the skeletal body like messengers, producing rhythmic sounds, as if playing ceremonial music.

The dead clear the way, bones bow their heads, and birds circle overhead.

Clothed in snowflakes and veiled in snow mist, an outline appeared on the path guided by the Bone Messenger.

Only outlines remained; the light was distorted, and all gazes directed toward it received only shaky, blurry messages, as if their senses had been stripped away from reality.

The howling wind and snow formed a magnificent chorus, with countless voices booming, human voices, the sound of snow, and the sounds of all spirits merging into one.

They're screaming!
(End of this chapter)