T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 209, Section 208: Demons? Big Brother!
A cold wind howled.

Dussel trembled all over, feeling the same aura he had when he returned to this place 15 years ago and faced that monster.

He turned sharply, staring at the puppet that was still devouring the demonic fragments.

All the demonic fragments were restless, crashing against the isolation array set up by the scroll, frantically trying to escape.

It seemed as if a voice was calling to them, guiding them.

Closer, closer.

It wasn't a hallucination in my mind.

Snowflakes fell suddenly from the sky.

"how come?"

"impossible!"

Dussel staggered backward, his mind trembling, when the spatial distortion in front of him was shattered by the combined spatial slash released by Jiang Heyi and French Fries.

The penetrating spatial magic tore his robes apart, sending a splash of crimson blood flying.

Ignoring the painless injury, he suddenly waved his hand, and the spatial turbulence created by magic made it difficult for the two of them to distinguish between things.

This should have been a good time to pursue, but Dussel was lost in thought, muttering to himself.

"That aura just now was undoubtedly yours."

"It was the same 15 years ago; we fought each other!"

"The Eye of the Abyss shattered you, and those fragments are proof of it!"

His desperate shouting revealed the deep-seated, uncontrollable fear within him.

The boundary between reality and illusion sent chills down everyone's spine.

That was a warning that transcended the five senses, reaching the level of the soul.

"Behind..."

The breath exhaled from under the covers condensed into frost, and a suffocatingly cold swept in.

It was a constantly writhing, seemingly shapeless white mist.

Countless rats, now reduced to bones, followed closely behind.

Looking out, behind it, there was a sea of ​​white bones.

The Primal Swallowed: "The... true form of a demon?"

If you still can't guess by now that the demon you just killed was just an avatar, then you've wasted your time playing the game.

When did you come?
Why can't I sense it at all!
Dussel removed the barrier that isolated the fragments of the demon, allowing the fragments that had not yet been devoured to break free of their cage and fly into the white mist.

Sticking close to his puppet, maintaining a posture ready to use the Eye of the Abyss at any moment, emboldened him.

"Hmph, things are different now than before. I'm now at the ninth rank." He placed the puppet in front of him. "Look at this sharp blade. It comes from the same source as you. You are no longer a monster that can't be killed!"

The two bigwigs were locked in a standoff, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The jailer, however, seemed immune to the air around him and shouted at Düsseldorf.

"Brother, if you're so brave, you wouldn't have called us to test your swordsmanship, but instead hid in the back and picked up the scraps yourself."

"Can't you be a man? Draw your sword and cut down the demon."

Having experienced the Great Snow Mountain, the boundary between the virtual and real worlds no longer regarded the demons as ferocious evil beings.

The fact that it only executed the ringleader who slaughtered the Snow Mountain tribes is enough to show that it possesses a certain level of intelligence.

Compared to the demons, Dussel, who was greedy for life, cowardly, and jealous of talent...

The demons should just blast him to smithereens, wrap him up as dumpling filling, and feed him to the wild beasts of the Great Snow Mountain.

"Instead of provoking me, you'd better pray now," Dussel sneered. "Dying at the hands of demons is far more painful than dying at my hands."

"Soon you will lose yourselves in its whispers, and you won't even be able to beg me for your release."

The white fog drifted closer and closer. Unlike at the Narum mansion, there were no noisy voices around them, and even the sound of wind and snow gradually subsided.

The oppressive feeling of the boundary between reality and illusion vanished without a trace, and the wind and snow that had been swirling around were moving away.

The bitter cold was replaced by a gentle warmth.

"So warm..."

To the astonishment of those injured in Düsseldorf, their wounds were slowly healing, and the pain that had gripped their bodies had vanished.

Orange Tea swallowed hard: "A demon is healing us?"

Like a tidal wave, white bones flowed past, spreading around the boundary between reality and illusion, yet they politely avoided them.

Upon witnessing this, Düsseldorf actually laughed.

"Genius, hahahahaha, genius."

"You are just like my stupid teacher and my idiot classmates."

"Only those who survive are geniuses!"

Using his hand as a blade, he tore through the void.

Anna's skills as a top-notch spatial magic master are truly admirable.

"As long as we slip into the crevice and escape beyond the snow-capped mountains, what can evil spirits do to us!"

The reason the empire ignored the demons was because it discovered that the demons could not escape the Great Snow Mountain.

Entering the city of Saion is already its limit.

A stinging sensation spread through its mind, and a flood of sounds rushed into its brain.

Just like 15 years ago, it was the sound of countless wild beasts, monsters, and intelligent beings dying and crying out.

But this time...

Why did he hear laughter?

That is a force completely opposite to dark and negative emotions.

Teleported from the depths of the snowfield to a mountain path in the snowy mountains, Dussel had a splitting headache and was unable to close the rift for a moment.

At the other end of the rift, abundant, strange power surrounded the boundary between reality and illusion, continuously penetrating their bodies.

The calls of birds feeding their young.

Snow foxes chase and frolic in the snow, their calls echoing.

The hunter's joyful shouts upon catching his prey, the excited sounds of preparing an extra meal for his family...

It didn't violently bombard their minds; rather, it flowed gently, like a trickle.

Although it was just a sound, the brain naturally conjured up images that matched it.

Pleasure.

I feel light and refreshed.

"game."

It was a man's voice, polite, shy, and gentle. After a moment of stunned silence, everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

The white mist was already in front of him.

Ethereal, illusory, unlike reality.

"Play games with him... let's."

It's true, the evil spirits are talking to them!

His language skills gradually returned as the conversation progressed.

Feeling the strange power surging within him, the boundary between reality and illusion immediately understood what the demon wanted them to do.

The seven people rushed into the still-open crevice and saw Düssel covering his head with his hands, biting his lips, and rolling on his knees.

"You...you have not been affected by evil spirits!"

Upon observing the clear boundary between reality and illusion in his eyes, Dussel's persistently throbbing brain suddenly regained its clarity.

"You seem disappointed?"

"Impossible, impossible! How are you immune to the power of the demons?" Dussel hugged his doll, placing his hand on his sword. "You no longer possess the Eye of the Abyss!"

"Immunity? Why should we be immune?" This time it was Jiang Heyi's turn to sneer. "The demons have no intention of attacking us."

"By the way, it also wants us to play a game with you."

"game?"

“Yes, play your favorite game,” Jiang Heyi said. “Bully the weak, tease the vulnerable!”

In an instant, the area where they were located was shrouded in snow and mist, turning into an isolated island.

"You think I'm a fool like a teacher, playing tricks on me?!"

Dussel gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled out the Eye of the Abyss, using magic-suppressing techniques to seal the doll's abdominal cavity and prevent the evil aura from leaking out.

"You are empty shells that have long lost their souls. Your words are merely the influence of evil spirits and cannot frighten me!"

With the blessing of the Eye of the Abyss, the power of the Spatial Slash was multiplied, and it struck Jiang Heyi, who was unable to dodge, at a speed beyond the perception of ordinary people.

"Boom~~~"

He staggered back a few steps, but there wasn't a single scratch on his body.

Düssel's mouth dropped open.

"What a joke!"

He held the sword with both hands, raising it high above his head.

Spatial magic surged, causing space to visibly tremble and distort. Spatial slashes, powerful enough to shatter mountains, swept across the boundary between reality and illusion, affecting everyone's body.

"Boom~~~"

Six clear, resonant sounds of impact feedback rang out in succession, like the tolling of an ancient bell in a temple.

Zhong Zemo is the only one who has not received the protection of evil spirits.

The magic-suppressing round shield is amazing!
Ultimately, the power of evil is still magic, but it has been twisted.

“It’s our turn to play the game.” Fries rubbed his hands together, “Dussel, escape from us and the demon will spare your life.”

Dussel immediately tore through the void, teleporting to the trade route at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain.

With just two teleportations, he can enter Sai'ang City.

That is an area that demonic forces absolutely cannot affect.

"Go away!"

Zhong Zemo spun around and forcefully launched the magic-suppressing small round shield.

The fritter landed precisely on the newly formed spatial tunnel, causing the magic to collapse.

Dussel, who had just leaned out, reacted quickly and withdrew.

However, his left hand fingers were not so lucky; small sections of his index and ring fingers were cut off, and blood gushed out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The ten fingers are connected to the heart; Dussel clutched his bleeding hand, his face contorted with pain.

The jailer unleashed a series of spatial slashes, forcing Dussel to resort to spatial magic for self-defense in a sorry state.

The demon's blessing is not an invincible cheat code. After taking the spatial slash head-on, the barrier is losing its effectiveness, but the enhancement effect is still there.

Faced with a coordinated attack from seven well-coordinated individuals from different angles, Düsseldorf was utterly powerless to defend himself.

Even a powerful ninth-tier mage needs gaps in their spellcasting.

The offensive at the boundary between reality and illusion came wave after wave, leaving no room for counterattack.

This level of teamwork, honed through challenging dungeons, is something you can't rely on!

"So this is what it feels like to look down on and manipulate others. It must feel really good," the Primal Body clicked its tongue. "It's addictive."

"Could this kid be a repeat offender?" the blanket suddenly thought. "Given his intense jealousy of talented people, could someone in the mage tower have been 'disappeared' by him?"

"Don't be bewitched by evil spirits. They are using you. Once I die, you will all die!"

He was met with a merciless sword strike from the French fries.

The sword pierced directly into Düsseldorf's waist.

He yelled from under the covers, "You're crooked! Move a little more to the right!"

Dussel's eyes widened in fury as he tore through space to create distance, clutching his bleeding waist, and snarled, "Can't you understand human language? Do you want to be wiped out by the demons?"

"The demon gave me a really cool blessing, but you're trying to harm me." Fries twirled his sword. "I'm not stupid, of course I know what to choose."

"This is the bewitching effect of evil spirits!"

"If the demons can grant me this much power, I will immediately join their ranks," Jiang Heyi declared righteously. "The demons are the true path."

It allows players to enjoy grinding, grants them short-term invincibility, and might even give out quests and rewards.

Demon?

That's my older brother!
"Don't kill him... make him suffer."

The demonic voice came again.

"Just like him, how he treats his students."

Everyone was horrified.

What was previously just speculation has now been confirmed by the demon's words.

He really did target talented mage tower geniuses.

Zhong Zemo flew into a rage: "Fuck your mother! You're going to lay a hand on a student who trusted you! You're not even human!"

With that, he dropped his weapon, summoned his fist in an attack stance, and met the spatial slash head-on with his bare body, smashing Dussel over with a single punch.

(End of this chapter)