T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 221, Section 220: I'm very fair.

"Your gazes are so intense."

Freya covered her face with both hands, her voice overflowing with shyness.

"Are you that concerned about my face?"

The moment Freya moved her hands away, she covered Orange Tea's bewildered eyes with the blanket, and closed her own eyes as well.

Just kidding, they're veteran players too, they've seen it all.

Having played games over the years, I've seen all kinds of monster mechanics.

She half-conceals her face like a pipa player, using provocative language to draw the player's attention to her face, unexpectedly triggering a negative status effect that will cause damage if you look directly at her.

Our rebellious streak kicked in; you want us to watch, but we'll refuse.

The only one with his eyes open was Zhong Zemo, who had taken out his anti-magic shield and was ready for battle.

And the jailer.

"Ugh?"

Zhong Zemo, who was mentally prepared, did not see the ugly and terrifying half-face that awaited him.

The half of her face that was openly revealed, along with her rosy lips, formed a beautiful face that perfectly struck everyone's hearts.

She slowly unfolded her tightly folded wings, and pure white feathers fluttered in the air, their tips shimmering in the sunlight like jade.

The silver-white dress she wore was tightly cinched at the waist with a belt, outlining the barely visible contours of her body.

On Freya, the loose robe somehow exuded an aura of desire.

One look at her confirms it: this is the kind of clothing that would be rejected by the official Chinese server's censors at a glance.

Only a game like StarCraft, which is not part of the Five Elements, can receive this treatment.

Everyone opened their eyes in disbelief; it wasn't a routine at all—Freya was exceptionally beautiful.

The doll maker who created her poured his entire understanding of beauty into her.

From her face to her figure to her feet to her clothing, and even the white wings on her back, everything about her makes one's heart race.

She gently rested her chin on her hand and smiled faintly.

"He defeated four puppets in one go and is still in good condition, which is surprising."

Jiang Heyi didn't detect any surprise in her words at all.

“You are neither the Clarities nor the Believers of Eternal Night, and you should not be here.”

Freya strolled slowly, looking relaxed, completely unlike the Fifth War puppets who were about to face them in battle.

"obedient……"

She turned her head, smiled gently, and held a blue rhombus-shaped crystal that formed a polyhedron in her hand, which she casually tossed out.

"Take it and leave."

Zhong Zemo, who was at the forefront, was skeptical, but he moved the anti-magic shield behind him and touched the floating crystal.

【The Spirit of the Immaculate Doll】

"The wondrous, unconscious spirits nurtured in the ever-changing doll's nest contain a wondrous power that allows the doll's soul to resonate with its flesh and blood."

"It could be given to the guild/homestead doll for use."

Zhong Zemo was incredulous. Gold-quality gold, just given away like that?
"A treasure coveted by puppeteers; exchanging it with them will yield even more benefits."

"Of course, I've also heard from the person who created me that some of you have ulterior motives towards dolls." Freya covered her mouth and chuckled. "It can make dolls more human-like, and it's also excellent for personal use."

"However, if it has a soul and thinks more clearly, it will not be able to satisfy your desire for control, so be careful."

We're all at the boundary between reality and illusion, looking at each other.

Lost in thought, Freya's smile faded slightly.

She walked barefoot, her feet clattering along.

"You've taken it, but you're not leaving. Being too greedy isn't a good thing."

Seeing that Freya had already told him to leave, Jiang Heyi withdrew from the interactive viewing mode and raised his question.

"Who exactly are you people, and why are you getting involved in the battle between the Clarity and the Church of Eternal Night?"

Looking at the first eight levels of the Underground Temple of the Clarity, the story is fairly clear.

Sister Alna, an important figure among the Clarities, failed to send out the message in time after realizing the Church of Eternal Night's invasion, and was defeated and captured.

Fearing her abilities, the higher-ups of the Eternal Night Church tortured her to death and suppressed her with a magic-suppressing stone.

Then the player triggers the storyline to enter the underground temple and sweep through it floor by floor.

On the ninth level, the polyhedron does not belong to either the Clarifiers or the Eternal Night faction.

When the boundary between reality and illusion arrives, puppets that tear through space appear intermittently, fighting endlessly with the Eternal Night Cultists.

The plot doesn't describe where they came from or what their purpose was—perhaps the ninth floor was too large, and they fought and killed, setting fire to the neighborhood, causing the details to be missed.

"Too much curiosity is not good. Take your treasure and leave."

"What if I just want to know?"

Freya stretched out her palm towards Zhong Zemo, making a grasping motion.

The [Spirit of the Immaculate Doll], which had already entered his backpack, was forcibly pulled out by Freya and returned to her hand.

Can you do this?

She raised her slender hand and placed the crystal inside her body, a smile playing on her lips.

"What connection do you have with this place, and why are you getting involved?"

"Entrusted by others."

"Those righteous and stern-faced people are probably after the knowledge and treasures in this underground palace, aren't they?"

Uh, so this is how we players are!
"In this case……"

Freya rested her chin on her hand and pondered.

In the blink of an eye, a burst of red light appeared.

In a brief, dazzling moment, Freya's upper face was covered with eyes the size of longan seeds.

It looks like a frog egg.

The overwhelming density of the scene instantly triggered fear in everyone's hearts.

In the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal, but everyone's bodies felt like they were made of lead, and the ground beneath their feet seemed to reach out its hands, dragging them down.

"What... what happened?"

Zhong Zemo also felt the shield in his hands become heavier, and his movements became sluggish.

Jiang Heyi said, "She's slowing down our movement, just like that giant jellyfish."

"Now my soul is truly bound by gravity," the blanket grumbled.

Freya chuckled and said, "Since you still intend to move forward, I'll have to test your abilities."

"It's not good to look into your older sister's eyes... huh?"

In perception, people appeared who were unaffected by the dulling effect.

Just a moment ago, Freya was speaking, and everyone's attention was on her face—why had someone escaped unharmed?

She let out a soft "hmm," turned her head, and saw the jailer in the corner.

Following his gaze, Freya's viewpoint gradually shifted downwards, finally settling on her bare feet.

"You..." Freya choked, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

The boundary between the real and the virtual was also being looked over by others.

The jailer seemed to wake up from a dream, realizing that everyone was under some strange negative status effect. He paused for a few seconds, then turned his gaze back to his target and gave Freya a thumbs up.

"Food grade".

Some people understood it, while others did not.

Freya and orange tea are examples of the latter.

"What does 'food grade' mean in 'bedroom'?" Orange Tea asked curiously.

The woman in the blanket shook her head: "You'd better not try to find out."

The jailer managed to control Freya for a full 6 seconds with incredible force, allowing the others to quickly prepare for battle.

The effects of the ban on potions are still in effect; potions cannot be used to counteract the sluggishness.

Fortunately, everyone at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds is equipped with the "Walking with the Wind" skill.

As long as the "Stepping into the Wind" option remains in the Blessing selection menu, there will be no other options at the boundary between the real and the virtual.

Feel is everything!
"So eager to resort to violence?" Freya flapped her wings and floated down, looking down at the crowd. "Now that things have come to this, even if you kneel down and lick my feet, I won't stop."

“They don’t seem to care. Why don’t you come down first, and we can talk about the licking part again.” Freya frowned, squinted, and looked at the jailer with a questioning expression, as if to say…

Are you serious?

The angry lion soared through the air, and the French fries, glowing red, joined forces with the lion's phantom.

The majestic roar of the lion heralded the start of the battle.

Freya, who was once again shocked by the prison guard's outrageous remarks, was hit squarely. She only had time to use an instant-cast spell to protect her chest, and blood began to flow from her hands crossed over her chest.

She seemed oblivious to the pain, getting up after being knocked away, showing no concern for her shattered flesh and bent fingers.

"Is it part of the tactics, to send people to say strange things to distract them?"

Jiang Heyi really hoped that the prison guard was talking nonsense, but he was definitely serious.

think carefully……

The boundary between reality and illusion is blurred; everyone possesses unique skills.

In terms of sheer audacity, the jailer guy is definitely sitting at the judges' table.

Freya's pure white wings were dripping with blood, which floated up in weightlessness and gathered in front of her, condensing into two heavy, blood-red chains.

A chain, like a mud worm, suddenly plunged into the arena floor and disappeared.

Freya held another chain and swung it gently.

Where the air was torn apart, blood filled the air.

Amidst the splattered blood, one could vaguely see...

Another Freya?

Her wings, which grew on her back, seemed to be stained with blood, turning a dark red.

Sticky blood dripped from all over the wings.

To shield everyone from Freya's water magic mixed with her blood, Zhong Zemo quickly distanced himself from the two large C-rank characters.

Holding a magic-blocking shield, anyone who gets close will have their magic distorted.

Unfortunately, Jiang Heyi was a magic martial artist, so Zhong Zemo had to protect her by running back and forth, maximizing his physical exertion.

"The tide rises!"

Jiang Heyi, who had been secretly gathering strength, used the big black rat to pull the chains, and French Fries to steal a spell from Freya, suddenly appearing in her face.

Orange Tea, in the support role, timely provided speed-up and damage-increasing magic to the Jailer Bro, who was hopelessly addicted to the Jailer.

The Elemental Heart Dagger crackled with electricity.

The thunderous tide transformed into a blue blade of energy, slashing Freya across the face with the force of a clean cut.

The dull thud of the impact jolted Jiang Heyi out of his hand, causing him to drop the short knife.

It had to be the big black rat, quick-witted and agile, that helped retrieve it.

"Why can't you even hold the knife?"

French Fries was puzzled. This was a very basic mistake. Jiang Heyi had never made it in all the time he had been with Qunxing.

"It's too hard, is this thing made of stone?"

Freya doesn't seem to be a purely mechanical monster; both of her attacks elicited very good feedback.

Jiang Heyi's attack, starting with [Call the Tide], successfully shattered half of her face.

But with just a touch of her water-elemental hand, her beautiful face returned to normal once again.

"Unexpected, quite interesting." Freya wasn't angry; instead, she clapped and cheered. "This strength is rare even on this continent."

"Excellent equipment, skillful techniques, and seamless teamwork." She smiled, "Good, good, good!"

Its wings grew rapidly, expanding several times in size, blocking out the sunlight.

At this moment, the arena faded from everyone's consciousness.

In this world, it seemed that only they and Freya remained.

Freya's wings gradually turned from pure white to scarlet, and purulent blood oozed from the gaps in her wings.

A corrupt and destructive aura climbed onto her body.

A beam of red light suddenly fell on the fries, the blanket, the orange tea, and the four original bodies.

Before they could be stopped, they vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

A dazzling white light flashed, and Jiang Heyi, in a daze, subconsciously stepped back.

When they came to their senses, they were still in the arena, surrounded by spirits, with the Nest of Dolls hanging high in the air.

Looking around, only he, Zhong Zemo, and the prison guard remained.

Freya's scarlet chains vanished without a trace, and she clasped her hands together, as if in prayer, like a devout believer.

"Rumble~~~~"

In the emergency, Jiang Heyi kicked Zhong Zemo away and rolled to the side.

Crimson chains burst forth from the earth, and this inhuman creature, about 12 meters long, swung its heavy body down with a powerful blow.

Zhong Zemo shouted, "I'll do it!"

"Oh!"

Squid Bro flew out.

After activating the "Swift Steps" skill, the restrictions Freya had imposed on them were largely alleviated, but the feel of their movements was still somewhat sluggish.

The squid, which didn't have time to adapt to the speed of movement, suffered a great loss.

The shield parry failed, and the scarlet chain did not pursue. Like a docile pet snake, it swam back to Freya's side, raising its "head" high, allowing its master, who had just awakened from her meditative state, to stroke it.

"What about them?" Jiang Heyi asked, noticing that Freya's aggression had weakened.

"Them?" Freya smiled. "Playing with my other half."

Zhong Zemo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

This chain snake is malevolent; it looks light, but when it strikes the shield, it's as powerful as a collapsing mountain.

The anti-magic shield is very effective against magic, but it is much less effective against brute force.

But he didn't dare change his shield; Freya was far more malevolent than the Chain Serpent.

It has little aggressive desire and is a chatterbox, but its effortless demeanor is more intimidating than that of a black cat.

The fifth battle should be the last battle, right?

If there are more to come, then what kind of incredibly powerful monsters must be in charge?

Jiang Heyi muttered, "Luckily, the equipment has been upgraded."

Zhong Zemo nodded.

French fries struck, Jiang Heyi struck, and Freya was instantly brought to the second stage.

I don't dare think about teams that don't have enough damage output; I want to see what kind of tricks Freya will pull off.

"It seems you need to focus your attention on another battle, so you're planning to use this chain snake to entangle us?"

Zhong Zemo had recovered. He had already reviewed the failed shield parry in his mind. Considering his speed, he was confident that his next attack would make this stupid snake suffer greatly.

"Your companions are indeed troublesome; even I, who am skilled in combat, suffered a slight loss."

Jiang Heyi's lips curled up.

Who told you to put the fries inside? The remaining three people could have protected her and allowed her to deal damage.

You chose it!
"The break is over, let's begin."

Freya clapped her hands with a slight smile.

Her pure white wings shone with dazzling white light.

Three figures appeared within the holy pillar of light.

Cracked Armor Rabbit, Fungal Soil Maker, Disperser.

“I’m being fair; I didn’t call out the critical boulder.”

Freya raised her hands forward as if an angel had descended, offering a devout prayer to the gods.

The Doll's Nest responded to her, and three crystals fell, illuminating the three dolls who had once battled the boundary between reality and illusion.

Their extinguished souls burned brightly once more.

"Come on, let's have a fair fight."

Freya wore a wicked smile that seemed completely out of place with the wings on her back.

(End of this chapter)