T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 278, Section 277: Kshatriya is here!
Tourists run fast.

Slow learners will reap great rewards.

The stubborn player is full.

After the first round of the highly poisonous potion was released, players who were not yet aware of its effects were already doomed.

They fell like wheat, in swathes, becoming pools of flesh and blood amidst the putrid, acidic stench.

Such a wicked potion recipe shouldn't exist in the Fallen Star Kingdom.

The knowledge in the Imperial Library?

Such dangerous knowledge is actually available for borrowing. Is Anna too trusting of the potato's kindness, or is their management so negligent that it's practically a formality?

"I found this fragment of a book in a corner."

Peppermint Explanation.

"According to the librarians, the rubbings were put in by the Empire's potion masters."

"The origin is unknown, the formula is chaotic, and they have tried many methods to restore it, but all to no avail."

Ksha asked in surprise, "You don't mean to tell me..."

Mint sighed, "I didn't succeed either, but during the process, I found that reversing the proportions of one of the recipes was quite fun, so I made a slight improvement."

"Lezi" is a description that has a strong "prison guard" vibe.

Considering that Mint and the jailer often have "friendly" exchanges about in-game events, it's not surprising.

The invading player was caught off guard and stunned by Mint's combo of potions.

Someone quipped, "Reliving the classic WWII house," which sounded so hellish that it amused the people around them.

The man took two deep breaths of the fragrant air, laughed, and then died.

The second large-scale invasion has not yet used necromancy traps, and neither Kshasa, the Slime King, nor the puppets have made any moves, indicating that it is basically coming to an end.

"How disgusting! These people all have spatial artifacts, they can come and go as they please!" Mint grumbled. "I still have other potions to experiment with."

Ksha was shocked: "There's more?"

Mint nodded repeatedly: "I have a lot of good ideas now, and I urgently need to test them in real-world scenarios, and I need them to be high-intensity!"

The usually quiet Slime King became curious.

"But where will you get the potion ingredients?"

"Potato let me take whatever I wanted from his box," Mint laughed. "Watching me rummage through his precious stock and then grit my teeth and say, 'Take whatever you want,' was hilarious."

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

She said, "Ask me next time, I can go back to Falling Star and find some material for you."

"Didn't Kesha use up all his materials making scrolls?"

Kesha replied, "I can make money, just don't take the potato inventory!"

Jiang Heyi had no idea how lively the guild was at that moment.

He is giving Chen Shaoyu feedback, hoping that the game can also convey information to people outside the game.

Having thwarted two consecutive offensives, and only being able to hear the community storyteller's descriptions, was simply not satisfying.

Chen Shaoyu looked dejected when he saw the message.

Everyone should be happy to have a game to play right now. It's been four days and there's been no word from Candlelight. Who knows when things might get really messy!
The person who knows the sky might collapse suffers an unimaginable torment.

He still needs to fight his inner demons—the scent left by the candlelight is gone, and there is no one to supervise his use of the remaining power.

The world's only superhuman, able to do whatever he pleases.

These thoughts churned in his mind, and even in his sleep, Chen Shaoyu dreamt of sleepwalking out of control, like a monster destroying the world.

Chen Shaoyu is not the only one suffering.

The burning dragon knight glanced at the time.

9 points.

There were still 3 hours until his usual sleep schedule, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

After informing the fans in the group chat, I went online ahead of schedule.

At this moment, there are 6 branch associations, and 2 branch association leaders are online. They are all direct victims of the recent mint potion offensive.

No one was found, and most of the personnel were lost.

The plan was to lure the players who were just there for the fun to join in the fight. In the first round of poison gas release, seeing that things were not going well, many Yo-Yo balls appeared, leaving them to face the crazed Frog-Headed Stitches alone.

"Poison gas?" the dragon knight pondered. "Is there a customizable feature for defensive outposts?"

He didn't get angry and criticize the branch president's decision to withdraw voluntarily; at least this round he figured out the internal structure.

The boundary between the virtual and real worlds was completely transformed into a base using the first floor of the temple as the map, and the map in hand was more than enough.

How many people can you organize?

"There are about 100 guild members online right now, and there will be a surge of people logging on in another hour, then there will be even more."

"Then let's wait another hour."

Guilds open their coordinates, putting the defending side at a natural disadvantage.

Defensive strongholds allow guilds to gradually turn a disadvantage into an advantage through accumulation.

If it were charted, the curve representing the revenue of defense outposts on the virtual and real borders would slowly climb over time.

Upgrading defensive strongholds requires substantial and continuous investment, which is a thorny issue for most guilds.

But when it comes to the boundary between reality and illusion, even dragon knights dare not doubt their ability to gather materials.

We can't delay; it will be even more troublesome once the base's functions are fully developed.

"Other streamers..."

“I messaged them and said they’d be here on time.” The Dragon Knight gritted his teeth. “If we can’t get any results, don’t expect them to do anything.”

For an hour, notifications of players logging in from the game guild kept popping up.

Fully loaded with props and fully armed.

This time, the Dragon Knight even dragged along casual players who don't have much combat power, since they can draw aggro with their bare hands anyway.

After counting the number of people, excluding the small group that immediately went into the dungeon after logging into the game, there were a total of 372 people.

No more waiting!
If we wait any longer, with seven people coming online at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds, the game will become even more unplayable.

"Listen up, don't panic when you see the Frog-Headed Stitched Monster. Lower-level monsters should draw aggro. Don't be afraid if you die, the guild will send materials to make up for the loss!"

Under the command of the Dragon Knight, lower-level players were divided into small groups and began to invade the boundary between the virtual and real worlds ahead of time.

As expected, as soon as this group arrived on the first floor, they were regarded as food by the Frog-Headed Stitches and swallowed one by one.

A small number of "lucky ones" experienced the terrifying incantation of the frog-headed stitched monster, with magic raining down from the sky, making it impossible for them to lift their heads.

Upon receiving news of the battle, the main force of dragon knights immediately entered the coordinates.

Having suffered from insufficient information in the previous two encounters, this time they were prepared, and none of the dragon knights used elemental magic.

The numerical advantage became exponentially apparent once organized, and the relentless magical bombardment kept the frog-headed stitched monster from raising its head.

Ranged classes relentlessly attacked the seams of its neck, and the tremors of its collapsing body spread throughout its entire being.

As the Stitched Monster's color faded and gradually blended into its surroundings, the Dragon Knight shouted anxiously.

"Drop the potion! Drop the potion! Why don't you drop the potion!"

"It is immune to elemental magic, but elements can interfere with its invisibility!"

"Wow, are you guys thinking something's wrong?!"

A bunch of potion bottles were thrown out belatedly.

It was too late. The frog-headed stitched monster, dragging its tattered and nearly broken body, used its incantation to instantly kill a player from afar before leaving.

He got away!

The dragon knight was furious.

Anyone can see that the frog-headed Frankenstein's monster is really nearing its end.

The repair costs for these guild creations are exorbitant after they are lost; killing one of them can cause the boundary between the virtual and real worlds to grit its teeth in pain.

He forced himself to encourage everyone: "See? No matter how strong we are, can we be stronger than the players?"

"Remember, you are the Fourth Calamity, while they are just slightly smarter AIs. Now we have the numerical advantage, what can they possibly use to fight back!"

Morale boosted.

Under the command of the various guild leaders, the guild members were divided into small teams, each team equipped with a class that had dispel and cleanse skills and a class that could continuously supply shield magic.

Those who were not paired became the vanguard, continuing their physical seduction.

The troublesome guild creations have lost their fighting power, and the defensive measures against highly poisonous potions are at their maximum. The Dragon Knight doesn't believe that a mere early-stage defensive outpost can withstand an invasion of nearly 400 players.

Is it defying the heavens?
Considering that defensive strongholds can also be used to set up various traps, the dragon knights divided their team into three groups to avoid being caught off guard and attacked from the middle in narrow areas.

The expected scene did not appear. The narrowest corridor on the first floor of the temple was easily passed through, and ahead lay a spacious and open temple and garden.

"If there wasn't time to build a trap, what about the previous deadly poison?"

"Could it be that we've run out of materials and can't trigger the event?"

While they were lost in thought, the members who had entered the central garden first as human bait shouted that something was strange.

The sound actually reassured the dragon knight.

That's more like it; it would be strange if nothing went wrong!
Upon entering the garden, everyone was taken aback.

This place seems even more spacious than when they first encountered the Stitches during their raid on the temple?

Did you modify the original map after establishing the outpost?

Pale hands parted the soil in the garden, and rotting corpses emerged from the earth.

A chilling white mist rose up following the corpse, and countless dense resentments solidified into humanoid spirits, hovering above the garden.

The dragon knight personally took action, and his blade easily severed a zombie, with absolutely no difficulty.

Even casual players can manage to smash their heads with a bit of effort, like smashing tofu.

so weak.

but……

The garden's land resembled a gaping maw, with rotting flesh and bones falling off and disappearing in an instant, much like a ginseng fruit.

In an instant, the complete walking corpse and spirit reappeared.

Kesha, who was watching the game from the large mining area, sighed.

"Basic traps can only serve as a distraction, as expected."

Mint said, "Time is short, it's good enough to have a basic shape. We can take our time later."

"To paraphrase the jailer, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."

There is indeed no rush.

The situation was not optimistic; the invaders had retained a considerable number of troops, but Ksha and the others still looked relaxed.

"Come on, come on, everyone eat up."

Mint held out colorful, candy-like treats, and everyone obediently ate them.

"Is that all?" Ksha asked.

"if not?"

"No, I'm just a little shocked that you were able to deduce the antidote so quickly after you concocted the highly poisonous potion."

"You're an outsider, so you might find it difficult. It's not that hard for me, but..."

Peppermint's unexpected turn of events made Kesha's heart skip a beat.

"I can't guarantee whether there are any side effects; it hasn't been tested."

"Then why are you smiling and giving it to us to eat!"

"Anyway, with the guild's blessing, I'm not afraid. I won't die from it."

The unique shape and structure of the insect mist meant that he didn't need to fear the deadly poison. When he heard what Mint said, he suddenly felt a sense of awe, thinking, "Humans are really brave."

……

……

Realizing that the zombies and spirits were inexhaustible, the Dragon Knight immediately commanded everyone to accelerate their breakthrough.

The decision not to use the guild fairy's default stronghold template for the boundary between the virtual and real worlds was a huge mistake. Customized stronghold traps require continuous spending and iterative upgrades to be effective.

Knowing full well they would attack, they still dared to act as if they were developing.

Just thinking about it made the dragon knight clench his fists in frustration, his chest tight with anger.

"You don't respect me, do you!"

Guild creations and traps have all become ineffective. Let's see what else you can do to stop them from destroying your base.

As if in response to his idea, billowing green smoke spread from the various passageways connecting the temple and the garden.

Distracted by the battle with the undead, some people were caught off guard and were hit a second time.

"They can give this away for free?!" The Dragon Knight was so angry at the group of newbies in the guild that he almost fainted.

Fortunately, quite a few players reacted quickly, unleashing a barrage of purification and dispel spells to create a thick barrier, protecting those players who were somewhat one-dimensional in their thinking.

"There's purification, don't panic, it's just highly poisonous..."

The sound of flowing water filled their ears, drowning out the dragon knight's voice.

A siren rode on rolling waves and dashed out of the passage ahead.

A plump tail swung powerfully, making it feel like walking on flat ground for Kesha.

"Kesha!"

People were shocked.

"Can NPCs brought home actually assist in defense?"

I've never heard anyone talk about this setting.

Dragon Knight quickly reminded us, "We outnumber them; we can easily defeat the Frog-Headed Stitches. Don't panic!"

That being said, Kesha is very agile.

Using the element of water, she can go up and down, climb walls, and the water flowing under her feet is like a skateboard.

"What about people?"

"I don't know, it just flashed suddenly..."

The dragon knight was terrified. Not far away, azure bubbles bloomed and white water splashed.

A player's body was riddled with water droplets and instantly exploded.

She precisely locked onto her target in the crowd, the demonic scales on her chest burning hot.

"Calling the Tide"

Word magic, and a skill I've never known before.

The dragon knight dared not be careless. He dodged and used his companions as cover to buy time, casting multiple shield spells on himself.

Where is the sharp blade?
Isn't the Word of Power supposed to be instantaneous? How come it's so slow?

Why are my feet all wet? My boots are soaked through...

"what!!!!"

Unbeknownst to them, water had accumulated beneath the dragon knight's feet, and the pool transformed into a giant orca several times the size of an adult, leaping high into the air and swallowing several people around it whole with its gaping maw.

The surging water acted like a breaker, turning the dragon rider into a bloody mess before he even reached the orca's belly.

Instant kill.

The dragon knight who had just returned to the guild shuddered several times.

The nightmare scene of the sea monster in the Great Snow Mountain storyline, where words become law, is recalled once again.

"We're not afraid of not having a balanced mode, we outnumber them, we outnumber them!"

With that, he recovered from his weakened state and prepared to fight again.

"System notification: You have been killed in an intrusion. Cooldown time: 1 hour and 59 minutes."

"What a ridiculous setting!" the Dragon Knight cursed.

Without a doubt, this is the last line of defense at the boundary between the virtual and the real.

They also realized that there was an organized player intrusion, and they were powerless to resist in their current state.

So, Kshatriya wisely chose to eliminate the team's leader, turning the whole group into a disorganized mess.

Without organization, numbers are no longer an advantage; they only bring endless chaos.

Just as the Dragon Knight had predicted, the 20 commanders he appointed were successively sent back to the guild.

Although the commanders discovered the problem and focused their fire on Ksha to injure her, other NPCs joined the battle and came to her rescue.

"They're all experienced players; they can manage without a commander..." the Dragon Knight was still daydreaming.

　I had a cold and fever, and went straight to bed when I got home yesterday. I'm still not better today. Anyway, I'll write a chapter for you all first.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)