T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 429, Section 428: Death and the Wheel of Fate

After Yuru cut the cards, the Tea Master squinted and drew two cards.

"Oh?"

Tarot cards reversed.

A scythe and a man in black robes are faintly visible in the black mist.

A compass covered with markings and pictographic symbols.

The two tarot cards shimmered in Xi Lu's palm.

"The Gemini attribute in Tarot has been confirmed."

"Death, and the Wheel of Fortune."

The Tea Master had zero knowledge of Tarot cards, and immediately turned around to observe everyone's reactions after drawing a card.

French fries covered his face, and Jiang Heyi's lips twitched.

"I smoked it, and it's not good?"

The jailer sighed, "It's hard to say."

As an information merchant who made money for a period of time before the version change, Nong Ya remembers many Tarot element monsters in the Tower World.

Word chain game is just the players' first encounter with them.

The Tarot cards gently lifted only a corner of their veil.

Eyewitness reports from the floors after the celestial globe descended indicate that these individuals each possess multiple special abilities.

The Grim Reaper might use the most cheesy "instant death" magic, but he might also use near-immortality to fight against the player.

The Master of Moderation is a master of restraint, able to freely convert the player's magic and power, causing a sharp decrease in the player's output, while also storing the damage from the player's attacks.

The people of the comical tree defied temperance, and the beautiful girl in white gauze, holding the Holy Grail and walking barefoot, called herself the "Tarot Knight".

Now, another Tarot Knight has appeared before everyone.

She stepped out of the black mist, her toes hovering in the void, as if stepping on an invisible scale.

The jailer didn't have time to appreciate it; a cold glint flashed.

The scythe landed first, embedding itself heavily in the ground, causing a thick black mist to spread.

As the environment changes, boundless darkness suddenly descends, and space and time lose their reference points and become blurred.

Wearing a tattered, dark purple robe, the hem of which looked as if it had been torn by a scythe, the Grim Reaper of the Gemini Tarot revealed a face as pale as bone china. This face, which was about the same age as French fries, remained cold and indifferent.

“Perfect score, usable,” the jailer replied immediately. “I was referring to the foot.”

This is really ruining the mood!
"It fits the appearance of the Grim Reaper, but what about the Wheel of Fortune?" one player wondered.

As if witnessing the bustling chat, Death raised his right hand, and the head of a woman, shedding tears of blood, appeared eerily.

She slammed her head into her chest, and behind Death, the long-haired girl with black hair, carrying the pictographic wheel of fate, moved as if she were a stand-in—maintaining the state of bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Now story-driven players have another plot to imagine: the Tarot Knights seem to be at odds."

Yuro announced the results of the celestial globe.

"Echoes of Misfortune".

Although Nongya doesn't understand the unique Chinese server memes, he is very competent in data collection.

She blurted out: "[Echoes of Misfortune], the next floor on the boundary between reality and illusion will continue to challenge the Tarot Gemini level."

"At the same time, you will not receive a settlement reward after defeating the Tarot Gemini in this round of the virtual-real boundary. You must clear both levels before you can receive a one-time settlement."

"According to the discussions among contributors to the Tower World Encyclopedia entry, it should be classified as one of the most difficult entries."

The preparation time provided by Xilu was nearing its end, and the players' discussions were no longer visible at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

After playing Proof of the Stars for a long time, players have developed the ability to deduce strength based on monster appearance, environmental characteristics, and aura energy elements.

However, to determine whether the Gemini Tarot is powerful, you only need to rely on one point.

The moment the evening dew disappeared, the black mist beneath Jiang Heyi's feet receded in all directions, revealing a platform made of piled-up bones.

In the boundless darkness, only a touch of white stands out.

At that very moment, a clear female voice sang aloud in a mournful tone.

"Holy crap, she has background music!"

The comical trees that had come to watch were all shocked; when they resisted restraint, they had fought back without lifting a finger.

In Proof of the Stars, none of the characters, each with their own background music, are easy to deal with.

The Temple of the Clarity, where Yuu-dew first appeared as a visitor from another world.

A dawn redwood in its completely blackened state after losing its mint leaves.

The value of these two frequently played roles is self-evident.

The mournful hymn that sends chills down your spine upon first listen must have been composed by the best musicians specially sought out by the Sovereign—the Sovereign of Candlelight has always respected heroes from different civilizations, and the existence of the Sun Shower proves it all.

Jiang Heyi felt that the Tarot Knights, like the Sun Shower Squad, were probably materials from some other world.

After all, some players have already encountered challenges involving sun showers in the Tower World levels.

"Be careful not to get hit by her attacks!"

The most frequent information reported about the Grim Reaper is instant death.

They can only be purified by high-level holy magic; once they accumulate to a certain level, they will die instantly.

And the most important thing...

Blood pierced the darkness.

French Fries, wielding Mad Wolf, slashed diagonally into Death's chest and abdomen from his shoulder blade.

The character in the game has been killed by such an attack.

Normally, most of the body would collapse loosely and crookedly, like a piece of pork being cut up.

The mad wolf of French fries was as if it were being held tightly by pliers, unable to move inside the body of death.

The phantom of the mad wolf roared and bit down on the cold face of Death, but not even a drop of blood was splattered.

Instead, it bit its throat.

He clearly heard the cracking of bones breaking, but Death merely glanced sideways at the green wolf eyes so close to him.

In just one glance, the mad wolf's frenzy transformed into visible fear, and it began to howl like a dog.

Without hesitation, the French fry pulled the knife back forcefully.

At the same instant, the four primal entities from behind tested their skills, unleashing a torrent of high-level elemental fusion.

The surging torrent, combining light and fire—two elements effective against the undead—overwhelmed Death. Jiang Heyi was also testing his moves, gathering the tidal wave and using a magic warrior's [Shaping Magic] to create a battle axe, which he then brought down in a powerful strike.

Both of them enjoyed the blessing of the Tea God. Death merely glanced at Jiang Heyi's magic battle axe, turned his head to the direction of the fusion torrent, stomped hard on the scythe under his feet, and casually swung it.

"what!!!"

A piercing shriek erupted from the scythe.

The pitch-black, eerie light formed a barrier, blocking the attack.

The battle axe fell, striking Death's head with tremendous force.

She stood proudly upright, without moving an inch.

The boundary between reality and illusion drew expressions of surprise from everyone.

When facing powerful monsters, everyone reveals their skills at the start to probe for information about the monsters; this has always been their strategy tradition.

Even someone as strong as Yuu-roku must respectfully dodge or use skills to counterattack when facing concentrated fire at the boundary between reality and illusion.

Even a mighty metasequoia tree, with its flesh and blood, would still try to nip a deadly attack in the bud.

The Gemini tarot card, with Death as its main theme, actually managed to withstand the attack?

Of the guild's four main DPS characters, three of them showed off their skills, leaving the Reaper completely unharmed.

Combined with her icy expression, it was as if she was saying...

"Didn't you eat? I don't feel anything at all."

The Tea Master frowned: "Hey jailer, you don't do any work!"

The jailer cried out that he was innocent.

"I did it, I used spirit manipulation on her..."

Death did not show any strong desire to attack. With her bare, jade-like feet, she dragged her scythe, which was as tall as herself, slowly across the spacious platform made of piled bones, step by step approaching the boundary between reality and illusion.

Calm and composed.

The wheel of fate behind Death, with its long, straight black hair, and the blood scabs on his face, now "flowing" again.

Blood and tears dripped to the ground.

"Can the bed see the changes in the wheel of fate?"

The report from the quilt, which was lurking around my back, stated: "The roulette wheel's phantom image is not moving."

Before she could finish her report, the female voice singing in the background suddenly fell silent.

Orchestra, begin.

"careful!"

Death left a blurry afterimage in place, and the wisps of smoke trailed behind as a phantom.

French fries and the shield of the four primitives landed on the jailer in an instant.

The squid dodged and raised its shield to block.

Just before the broad, sharp scythe severed the jailer's head, the entire support team from the boundary between reality and illusion arrived.

The jailer felt the strong wind rushing past his ears and retreated, drenched in sweat, not wanting to hold back the squid struggling with death.

His parry failed, and a huge gash was torn in the squid's shield. The blade of the scythe was only centimeters away from his throat, and the dark black mist blurred his vision.

With another flash, Death vanished from the spot, abandoning his attempt to finish off the squid.

This left Jiang Heyi and the fries, who had come to help, empty-handed.

"Again!"

The jailer brother unleashed the Origin Element: Water.

The rippling water blocked the Grim Reaper's scythe.

As expected of Elaine Vie's masterpiece, created through more than ten attempts, the solidity and sense of security of top-of-the-line equipment are unparalleled!
An angry lion rides the waves, and a mad wolf arrives carrying blood.

One blue and one red, one lion and one wolf attacking together.

With a dull thud, a hint of pain finally appeared on Death's indifferent face.

"Damn, the configuration of the boundary between reality and illusion is top-tier in the game, how come it's so hard to beat?"

"Although I don't think it can kill Tarot instantly, but... the attack seems to have no feedback, that's too abnormal, is it even human?"

"Remind me, she's only been using basic attacks so far. With just her strength, Squid almost got killed after her shield was broken."

Nong Ya promptly reminded, "The cuttlefish released a high-level shield spirit for the shield, doubling its defensive power when fighting against the Grim Reaper. Even with these stats, the Grim Reaper still managed to penetrate the shield."

She slowly withdrew the scythe she had been wrestling with the jailer and turned her gaze to Jiang Heyi.

Jiang Heyi's hair stood on end.

"Summon Tide, Water Elemental Shield, full defense!"

The scythe in Death's hand suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason, and when it reappeared, it was spinning out of the darkness behind Jiang Heyi.

The barrier provided by Tidecaller cannot compare to the origin element's specialization in functionality, but it can still withstand a hit.

French fries don't believe in superstition.

"Crying blood!"

Self-harm to suppress one's mental state.

"High-level Bloodlust Frenzy!"

The skills were reactivated, and for some reason, the enhancement effects on everyone disappeared the instant the Grim Reaper threw his scythe.

Only the blessing of orange tea remains in effect.

"Get out of bed, stay in the shadows and don't show your face!" French Fries shouted. "Mad Wolf, Spatial Slash!"

The crimson crescent moon slashes formed a cross, intersecting with death.

It arrived in an instant; Death had no room to dodge, and the spatial slash pierced through his body.

Death, seemingly immortal, staggered.

"Attention, attention!"

The blankets loudly reminded me.

"The wheel with long, straight black hair has started spinning!"

　As an apology for the late update, you'll see a chapter when you wake up tomorrow morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)