T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 315, Section 314: The Exterminated Tribes
The other rainbow sphere contained three simple and unadorned [Divine Forging Universal Materials].

Elaeva was overjoyed.

Just as the guild's reserves were insufficient to support her continued defeats, ammunition was replenished once again.

The first golden ball opened brought a surprise.

[Guild Base Collection (Random)] 2 items.

The boundary between the virtual and real worlds lacks sufficient artifacts to adorn the guild statue, further solidifying the stronghold's power.

Two copies of the short-acting anti-magic scroll.

"what?"

As soon as the lottery results were announced, everyone stepped forward.

It suppresses the flow of magic within the area, causing the magic to become distorted and interfering with the caster.

The effect is exactly the same as the shield in Zhong Zemo's hand, but its advantage lies in its ease of use.

I feel it could be very useful in high-difficulty dungeons.

[Blessed by the Stars] 6 copies.

"Wow!"

Inside the wooden house, the croaking of frogs filled the air.

A prop that can revive you on the spot with full health? Sigh, even now, the boundary between reality and illusion is so narrow that there's only one such item given to new accounts.

They dared not use it, they absolutely dared not use it. Even though they suffered repeatedly in the Temple of the Clarity, everyone was holding their breath.

As we all know, if a rare item disappears after use and is difficult to obtain again, players will inevitably say to themselves.

"Wait a little longer, the situation is not urgent enough."

This should have been a rainbow-level item, but the Lord of Candlelight crammed it into the golden ball, and six of them at once.

【Blessing Doll】7 sets x 2
Based on the guild's current puppet data, a mirror replica will be created, allowing players to customize their puppet teams by creating unique characters with specific abilities and strengths.

The higher the level of development of the original doll, the greater the feedback from using the Blessing Doll.

As far as Jiang Heyi knew, they were at the forefront of the world server in terms of improving the combat power of their guild puppets.

After all, from the start of the game, the dolls on the boundary between reality and illusion have been nurtured by Mint, trained in combat by Ksha, and raised on a slime ranch.

Now, with the addition of the master craftswoman Eleravie, the scope for learning and growth has been greatly expanded.

What a good thing!

Could it get any better?
[Avatar Fragments] 120 pieces.

"What?"

Even Orange Tea couldn't help but wipe her eyes.

She pointed to the golden ball, as if to say, "My eyes should be fine, this is definitely gold, right?"

120 copies, enough to bridge the gap between reality and illusion, and nurture a completely new incarnation.

The Sunrain Squad was further strengthened.

That's incredibly generous.

Jiang Heyi couldn't believe his eyes, fearing that the master's twisted sense of humor might kick in, and that once players had pocketed the item, they would find it was just a pile of junk.

The jailer said solemnly, "I declare that Wanderer's Paradise is the best dungeon I have ever played."

"It has an unparalleled dungeon design, which fully embodies the creative spirit of 'bitter before sweet' and 'suppression before climax,' making players unable to help but shed tears of emotion."

"The imaginative and amazing moving levels fully demonstrate that plans can't keep up with changes, and the master only needs to use a little ingenuity to vividly show the capriciousness of fate."

"Perfect monster art design, look at this fleshy tree, look at this skeletal dragon, look at this..."

The jailer looked troubled; he couldn't continue his fabrication.

In short, he suddenly lost his memory.

I can't remember anything about the Wanderer's Paradise except for the Treasure Gate.

The game items provided by the Overlord are very interesting, covering various dimensions that can make players stronger.

Enhance and enrich guild gameplay with features such as [Random Guild Collection] and [Blessed Doll].

The [Anti-Magic Scroll] enhances immediate combat power.

[Divine Forging Universal Material] for targeted enhancement.

The [Twilight Vampire Package] instantly boosts combat power.

If you fail the challenge, you can still get another bottle of [Blessed by the Stars] by cheating on the spot.

If a player accidentally enters the Wanderer's Paradise instance and happens to encounter a treasure level right in front of them, they'll be able to upgrade from a slingshot to a cannon.

"Does this count as having finished experiencing the dungeon?" The girl, huddled under the covers, was trying not to laugh. "We've had our fill of the bad and the good, but we're not even thinking about clearing the whole map. We're just getting beaten up by the Lord's twisted sense of humor. It feels like we can just run away now?"

Today's game time is almost up, but I still feel a little unsatisfied with the fries.

She said, "Let's go up one more floor. I want to see if there are any details related to the plot."

While both were games, Jiang Heyi and his friends were dazzled by the props, while French Fries was drawn in by the storyline.

"Still thinking about the background story of the wanderer?" the bed said. "It looks like a wrong ritual that summoned twisted life and created purgatory with its own hands."

When they read the contents of the priest's notes, they discovered that the sacrificial style here was extremely unusual.

The process is tedious and lengthy, with frequent use of words related to flesh and blood. Even the grandest celebrations require artificial blood rain to embellish the rituals and bring the sacrificial atmosphere to its climax.

It's hard not to think that they've gone too far.

Accompanied by fries, the group went up to the next floor.

It was not a spacious area, but a dimly lit, musty place.

By releasing the illumination orb, the group determined that this was most likely a basement, with rows of bookshelves and a desk in a corner not far away.

A person slumped over a table attracted everyone's attention, and they moved closer to try and find out what was going on.

"Susu~"

The sound of clothes rubbing against the pages of a book stopped them in their tracks. The person, stiff and slumped over the desk, slowly turned their head.

Jiang Heyi felt a chill.

Jiang Heyi always observes a person from head to toe in a habitual way.

When the prison guard observes a person, he always habitually starts from the feet, then the hands, and finally the head.

But when faced with the bizarre humanoid mass of flesh and blood before them, their habits were shattered by the shocking visual impact. Their gazes darted left and right, as if every part of the other's body contained a vast amount of information, enough to overwhelm their minds with just a glance.

He can no longer be called a human being.

The facial features resembled a melted wax figure, fused into an unrecognizable mass. Even a novice artist's color palette was cleaner and clearer than the chaotic, indistinct colors of that face.

The eye is made up of a narrow slit less than a finger's width. It blinks forcefully, and a faint light shines through it, revealing an almost frantic desire to everyone.

Huge blood bubbles appeared in his throat with each breath.

His neck was severed by a sharp weapon, and the conspicuous stitches made him look more like a doll.

The exposed skin was like solidified lava, uneven and pitted, as horribly damaged as a field plowed by a raging bull.

The everted flesh and bloody mucus repeatedly bubbled and broke apart.

You can vaguely see tiny worms, about the size of rice grains, swimming beneath the skin. The flesh, somewhere between stiff and soft, is covered with dense, protruding bumps squeezed out by the worms.

Just watching their movements is enough to give you goosebumps all over your body.

He opened his mouth, which had long since rotted and lost its tongue. His oral mucosa was also covered with a huge number of white, plump, maggot-like things.

They are satiated with fresh blood, and each one exudes a surging life force.

It seems to contain the essence, energy, and spirit of a person.

Suddenly, a monster, whose physical characteristics could be barely identified as male, bent over.

The harsh, dry retching sounded like a hard object scraping against a blackboard.

"Ugh~~~~"

He spat out blood clots, no, chunks of flesh one after another.

Jiang Heyi swallowed hard. He realized that the person in front of him was a survivor of the main ethnic group in the Wanderers' Paradise.

And this person is slowly approaching the end of death in a way that defies description.

It was truly worse than death.

The worms, lurking inside the body, have long since taken over bodily functions and mimic the functions of the body's organs.

Using the power drawn from his body or from other living beings, they crush his flesh and blood while prolonging his life.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, whether intact or incomplete, leaked out from the mouth and from the ruptured, blurred mass of flesh and blood in the abdominal cavity.

He tried to raise his hand at the boundary between reality and illusion, and just then, the sound of a bone breaking occurred, and his entire arm twisted and snapped.

French Fries took a deep breath: "You're the survivor?"

Those already dim eyes gleamed with a will to survive through the narrow gaps.

It was as if French fries were a saint who could save him.

"What happened to you? Is there any record of it?"

A powerful will to survive made the man stronger than ever before. He transcended his physical capabilities and pointed with his still-intact arm to a bookshelf not far away, indicating that everything about them was there.

Then, he tried to move his lips.

"help me."

Orange Tea is also prepared to compete with Death for customers.

But the fries, who understood the mouth shape, did nothing. Instead, they went straight to the bookshelf, ignoring his life or death.

The man knelt on the ground in despair. His already decayed knees cracked with a "plop" and shattered completely, turning him into a lump of flesh that could melt on the ground.

Books and documents representing the ethnic markers of the nomadic people filled the bookshelves.

You can pick up any book at random and see the era clearly marked at the top.

This is the history of exile that this nation has passed down from generation to generation, constantly being updated.

Jiang Heyi glanced through some of the contents and couldn't help but marvel.

"Why do I always end up like a stray dog ​​on the street, getting kicked away by the majority ethnic group?"

After quickly browsing, Jiang Heyi saw the word "persecuted" most often.

They attributed all of this to their own excellence being envied by other ethnic groups.

They are always exploited by other groups, and are always forced to take up arms to defend their place of survival.

only……

A subtle feeling washed over him. He looked up and found that the fries were also looking at him.

It seems they share the same feeling.

Why is there no description of production and construction from this ethnic group?
Even if it is persecuted or taken away, shouldn't the process of creation be recorded?
A thorough search of historical records reveals that every line can be condensed into just two characters.

business.

The candlelight suddenly appeared, casually wiping away the disgusting chunks of meat on the ground, its eyes filled with loathing.

French Fries was stunned, and quickly stepped forward to ask, "These aren't actually historical events, are they?"

The candlelight nodded.

"This is the race that the Sovereign personally slaughtered before he entered the vast sea of ​​stars to begin his journey."

"An extermination order?" Fries swallowed hard.

The candlelight continued to nod.

"You even kill children?" Zhong Zemo was somewhat surprised.

“If you really understand their history, it’s not hard to understand why the rulers are so tyrannical,” Candlelight said. “The rulers simply treated them the same way they treat others, as equals.”

(End of this chapter)