T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 404, Section 403: Perverted Scum

The water cypress's identity was mysterious; among the mental magic masters known to Grelian, there was no one like her. Just as he was about to ask her something, Jingxin appeared.

The return of the Lord of the Fallen Star Sea created a subtle atmosphere at the scene.

"she is my friend."

A simple, unassuming sentence silenced the people of Grelian.

They knew a great deal about the magical world of Ana, but very little about the sea.

Inside the main hall, Metasequoia placed her hand on Renee's forehead.

Mint stared at her with some anxiety.

After a long while, the dawn redwood opened its eyes: "The evil spirits are stirring."

"what?"

The dawn redwood said, "A powerful and gifted body, but a weak consciousness, has found the perfect host and wants to break free from my cage and regain its freedom."

Mint swallowed hard. "Mom... why don't you go back?"

"What, you're not going to save Renee?"

Metasequoia's wicked interrogation left Mint in a dilemma for a moment.

Seeing that she was struggling to make a decision and her lips were trembling, the sapwood smiled mischievously.

"The demons won't escape so easily. Even if that day comes, the Abyss Eye at the boundary between the real and the virtual can still inflict effective damage on me."

"Now, tell me what happened, in more detail."

Mint described what had happened again, and Metasequoia pondered for a moment before gently stroking Renee's forehead once more.

“She wasn’t mistaken, and it wasn’t an illusion.” Metasequoia looked around meaningfully. “There are many, many people here watching her.”

Jiang Heyi, who followed them into the hall, explained: "The jailer is a necromancer. He confirmed that there is no spiritual activity."

"It is not a simple spirit as you understand it."

The dawn redwood gently touched everyone's foreheads.

"Come on, open your eyes and take a look now."

As the hazy mist dissipated, Jiang Heyi, French Fries, and Mint trembled violently.

The hall glowed with an eerie light and was filled with spirits whose expressions were both cold and fanatical.

They crowded around Renee's bed, layer upon layer, and even in mid-air, several pale-faced individuals with tattered bodies floated.

Like a mist, ethereal yet lifelike, as if still alive.

"Sweet knowledge."

"A satisfying sweetness."

"This child smells so good."

"Want to eat."

"Want to eat!"

The spirit easily passed through everyone's bodies, attempting to touch Renee's body, but was blocked by the faint white light emanating from her skin.

The light flickered like a candle flame, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if it might go out at any moment.

Jiang Heyi didn't understand: "What exactly is this? If it's a spirit, it doesn't make sense... it doesn't make sense that we can't sense it. Spirits are also energy bodies."

Metasequoia sighed: "Some extremely powerful souls do not completely dissipate after death; fragments of their consciousness will accumulate in magic and condense into special crystals."

"In reality, these people are dead. If the sea of ​​consciousness, as hypothesized by the magical community, exists, they would undoubtedly return to dust. However, the 'information' that dissipated at the time of their death has been preserved by certain carriers in reality."

"It's like a photographic scroll, capturing a fragment of their lives."

The metasequoia stood at the head of Renee's bed, its body radiating a soft halo that enveloped her.

The surrounding spirits were pushed back repeatedly by the light barrier.

"Want to eat."

"Want to eat!"

"Her knowledge is delicious!"

A commotion erupted inside the main hall.

"All the spirits here are fragments of the souls of powerful magicians from history that were copied onto paper."

"They have no consciousness, only instinct."

"And a magician's strongest instinct is often..."

The fries murmured, "The thirst for knowledge."

"Indeed, Renee, whose consciousness was disordered, became the target of this group of knowledge wanderers. They couldn't wait to tear apart Renee's last shred of sanity, enter the depths of her consciousness, and devour all the knowledge she possessed."

"By then, Renee will forget everything, become a baby, or a fool."

Jiang Heyi wondered, "How could Bohe know nothing about this? Has no one in history ever fallen into a coma due to a serious injury and experienced a similar event?"

The dawn redwood sighed helplessly, "The remaining fragments of consciousness are very sensitive to their environment. Under normal circumstances, they will quickly turn to ashes, unless..."

Mint's eyes widened: "They're trapped in the unstable magic of the spatial rift!"

Nearly a hundred spirits floated, swallowing non-existent saliva.

Even though the metasequoia trees blocked Renee's way, they could still instinctively sense her "deliciousness."

"Considering that there are very few people who can freely enter and exit spatial rifts, and that the condition is that their consciousness is disordered, Renee may have drawn out all the spirits that have been lingering in that space for decades or hundreds of years."

Like a shark smelling blood, or a lost traveler seeing the light of a distant lighthouse.

Metasequoia explained, "This is a deduction I made based on information leaked by the evil spirits, and I believe it is very close to the truth."

Demons are peculiar life forms born from the world's consciousness within the tide of magic, and may very well be directly connected to consciousness itself. Therefore, Metasequoia intuitively believes that what she says is the truth.

"So, once these spirits vanish into nothingness, Renee will wake up?" Mint breathed a sigh of relief.

To everyone's surprise, the metasequoia shook its head: "No, you need to wake her up yourself."

……

……

Thunder exploded.

Renee woke up with a start; her hands were icy cold, and the slippery touch made her tremble all over.

She slowly moved her gaze downwards.

With its chubby little tail and broad head, it rested on its own lap, its tail slightly curled up, hugging its body tightly, "asleep" without moving.

Renee was breathing heavily, her "hoarse" sounds like a giant beast lurking in the shadows at night, a heavy sound that would send chills down the spine of anyone who approached.

She rubbed the little tail that would never react again, and large tears fell from its eyes.

It felt like... a very long dream.

I dreamed of growing up, of living the life of an adult.

I also dreamed of a new friend... though I don't know if she would consider me a friend.

In just a moment of distraction, ten years of her life rushed by, and in a deep breath, she returned to the starting point of everything.

"Go away!"

When her parents tried to say something, Renee yelled angrily and stubbornly dug a hole in the yard, burying her childhood.

Without a word, she walked through the corridor back to her room on the second floor and slammed the door shut.

She didn't want to think about anything; her whole body ached.

Lying in bed, Renee couldn't help but think.

"If it wasn't just my imagination, how wonderful it would be if everything I just saw was reality."

"When I grow up... no one can control me anymore."

"Go wherever you want, do whatever you want."

"Little tail..."

As she pondered this, Renee curled up into a ball.

"Cough cough."

A sudden cough startled Renee so much that she jumped out of bed like a rabbit. She looked towards the back of the desk and saw a well-dressed, gentlemanly man smiling as he slowly rose from his swivel chair to face her.

"Why, are you wronged?"

“Düsseldorf… teacher.”

Renee quickly wiped away her tears. In front of her most respected teacher, she didn't want the other person to see her pathetic side.

Düssel moved a chair and sat down in front of the bed.

"I saw."

"..."

“I know what you’re thinking.” Dussel’s lips curled into a smile. “You want to leave here, don’t you?”

Renee looked up, her eyes filled with urgency.

"But you must understand that if you leave the Grelian family, you will no longer be the lofty Grelian genius, but just an outstanding magician with exceptional talent waiting to be realized."

"You will no longer have a comfortable life, you can no longer be waited on hand and foot, and no one will serve and take care of you."

"On the contrary, you may have to accommodate and serve others."

"Can you accept this without any complaints?"

Renee paused, a flicker of hesitation crossing her sea-blue eyes, but quickly she nodded vigorously.

"You need to think this through. Making this decision means that Renee of Grelian will disappear from the world. You will have to start over with a completely different, unknown name."

Renee nodded.

“As your teacher, I understand how you feel, but I must emphasize…” Dussel smiled, “I’m helping you at the risk of breaking with Grelian, so… you must trust me completely, obey all my orders, and never doubt or hesitate.”

Renee did not nod.

She pressed her hand to her forehead, and something kept emerging from the depths of her mind, sending a chill through her body and making her tremble involuntarily.

It's clearly summer, but it's so cold it feels like winter.

"I……"

“Rennie, would your teacher harm you?” Dussel placed his hand on her shoulder. “Just trust me, and I will take care of the rest.”

"Open your arms and accept me..."

"Accept your mother's fucking!"

One sword breaks the sky.

Night turned into day, and a deluge of white light poured down, melting away the Grelian mansion.

The second floor where Renee's room was located instantly transformed into a pavilion suspended in the endless white light curtain. The surrounding building outlines, which had not yet been dissolved, were mottled, as if the game had loaded the wrong texture.

The sword energy was fierce and powerful, slashing straight in between Renee and Dussel.

Dussel retreated quickly, dodging the menacing blow.

Renee crouched down, clutching her head, her head throbbing with pain.

The menacing French fries landed first, then he scooped up Renee and dragged her to safety.

The teacher, who was offering a friendly greeting to Düssel's family, held up a shield and fell like a meteor, crashing heavily beside Düssel.

"You bastard, this time I'm going to annihilate your soul!"

Dussel, who had memories of his "previous life," immediately recognized the uninvited guest before him.

Zhong Zemo was as violent as a demon god, and his aura was so overwhelming that even he, who was once at the ninth level, was terrified and subconsciously retreated.

The small, magic-suppressing shield was swung around, causing the space around Dussel to shatter and vanish instantly.

In that instant, all the beings from the virtual and real boundaries arrived, protecting Renee, who was crouching and covering her head in defense.

Dussel reappeared, his face grim.

"It's you again!"

"Impressive. As expected of a top-nine rank mage and one of the top mages in the mage tower. I underestimated your backup plan; you're not quite dead yet."

Both sides spoke through gritted teeth.

The moment the Metasequoia's mental magic touched Renee, it keenly sensed the strange and chaotic aura within her disordered consciousness.

She initially thought the faint glow emanating from Mint's skin, that subtle protection, came from magic unconsciously activated by her body. However, upon investigating with mental magic, she discovered that the caster was someone else entirely.

And it's right there in Renee's consciousness!
If it were any other mental mage, after some investigation, the person in question would have already realized what was going on.

But she is a dawn redwood, someone who can tame demons and use them for her own purposes.

Using her own power, she sent everyone at the boundary between reality and illusion into the feedback of Renee's consciousness, into her dream.

She realized that Renee's coma was caused by another entity interfering with her dream.

Dussel clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.

“It’s just haunting.”

Jiang Heyi asked incredulously, "You actually possess mental magic?"

"To fight against evil, it is the obvious choice."

It was indeed something they overlooked.

Although the puppets used by Dussel were made by others, he was the one who manipulated them, which required a great deal of mental strength.

Given that he had been fighting against the evil spirits of the Great Snow Mountain since he was young and had spent many years exploring, how could he possibly be completely ignorant of mental magic?

The reason it wasn't used in the battle at the Great Snow Mountain was because the presence of evil spirits would render it futile.

In the battle at the snowy mountain, Dussel appeared to have been killed by the combined attack of everyone, but in fact, he had a backup plan before setting off, which allowed him to escape from a seemingly hopeless situation.

Those who can reach the ninth level are all formidable individuals.

The space around Düsseldorf is riddled with fissures.

The most powerful spatial magic master in Anna's history created endless, twisted rifts in Renee's dream.

The power of spatial magic, suppressed by the evil spirits of the Great Snow Mountain, has reappeared in the world.

Jiang Heyi continued the dialogue, creating space for everyone at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds to choose their positions.

"Why are you trying to get Renee to have the baby? You're not thinking of having her give birth, are you?"

“Otherwise?” Dussel sneered. “Don’t you want such an excellent woman to give birth to the most sublime and powerful magician bloodline for you? That would be a perfect match.”

"With my experience and her talent, our offspring will surely bring glory to Anna!"

Jiang Heyi quickly gave Zhong Zemo a wink.

He was afraid that the teachers would lose control and immediately take action, disrupting the encirclement—although Düssel seemed completely unconcerned about their pincer movement.

“However…” Dussel chuckled, “the first child she’s going to have is me.”

"?"

"?"

The boundary between reality and illusion made the words feel so unfamiliar for the first time.

That's spoken as if it were human language.

Mint glared at Dussel: "I understand. Your body was destroyed by us, but your consciousness escaped through a device similar to a life casket. You cannot remain active for long and must find a new, compatible vessel."

"The difficulty of making a doll is too great. If the soul is rejected, you will suffer another serious injury. You dare not gamble."

"But if it is through bloodline, offspring with a mark will have a much smoother path."

"Hey, hey, hey." The jailer felt the conversation was becoming increasingly niche. "He's already dead, how can he be with Renee?"

"I guess he had already saved some of the essence in advance, just in case."

The jailer was completely bewildered.

Damn it, in this world, you can't become a high-level mage unless you're abnormal, right?
Dussel laughed: "No wonder he's someone Renee can keep thinking about. You guessed right."

"The guy waiting for news outside also has the aura of a demon within him. What do you think would happen if I used Renee's body to detonate the demonic consciousness within her? Anna's high-ranking officials would definitely swarm here."

Minty face turned dark.

"You won't get out of here alive."

"What, ants trying to kill an elephant?" Dussel sneered. "There are no demons here to help you!"

(End of this chapter)