T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 494, Section 493: Fusion of the Coal Puppet
French Fries didn't expect the tank to kill the woman by crashing into it. After the collision, she immediately jumped off the tank and launched a series of attacks on the fungal body.

The flesh-and-blood chariot was using its tentacles to constantly pluck at the mycelium on the woman's body, making sucking sounds.

The fries were somewhat surprised.

Isn't it supposed to be a flesh-and-blood war machine? Actually, you can also eat vegetarian food.

"So this is what it feels like to be hit by you..."

Women seem to possess boundless vitality; an ordinary person, after being bumped into, would have long since entered the cycle of reincarnation.

However, nourished by endless mycelium, she regained a new body and was reborn ten meters away from them.

"Butterfly!"

A hundred meters directly above the forest, butterflies appeared, dazzling and radiant.

"Brother jailer, save me!"

The four original bodies set up gun emplacements in place.

The resurrected forest is attacking all intruders. At the boundary between reality and illusion, everyone is facing monsters many times their size. He is surrounded only by the jailer and the tea god.

Mushroom people and tree spirits burst forth from the darkness of the dense forest like madmen, roaring and howling, surging in like a tidal wave.

He ignored it all.

Believe first!
The prison guard is reliable in crucial moments.

Since chain corpse explosions are impossible, and spirits can't control them, and there's no way to make someone's spirit release their final spell after death, repeatedly asking for "another drink"...

The mimicry of flesh and blood burrowed into the staff.

Thirty zombies circled the four Primarchs, each advancing outwards.

The moment it touches the mushroom, it explodes!

Creating a chain of corpse explosions artificially consumes a lot of magic power. The jailer kept taking out his backpack and chugging down bottles of magic potions. His head was smoking during the spellcasting process.

He tossed the doll to Orange Tea.

"Use it as you see fit, I can't afford to be distracted!"

The four progenitors whispered: "Origin Drive!"

The Lord of Fire Element, who once caused the boundary between reality and illusion to suffer a setback on the 11th floor of the Clarity Realm, slowly emerged from the Origin Element: Fire.

Origin Drive: Movement speed is greatly increased, and for the duration of this effect, players will not be affected by physical limitations.

Gain the possession of the Little Fire Elemental Lord, enhancing all types of magic without paying any mana.

The butterfly's wings were fully extended, and countless light patterns flowed between the wing membranes, eventually converging in front of it into a pure white beam of light with a diameter of more than ten meters.

No matter how many times you watch it, spectators will get goosebumps.

The map-wide cannon that destroyed the decisive weapon of Rong'en City, when it soars through the sky, the shadow of destruction follows it everywhere.

"Elemental Fusion Torrent!"

The four Primitives roared and launched themselves toward the trajectory of the falling beam of light.

The moment the two destructive energies collided, the world fell silent.

A muffled explosion rippled outwards a few seconds later, a gust of wind swept through, and the rampaging mushroom men and tree spirits on the ground stumbled and fell to the ground.

The impact did not directly cause an explosion. The two sides' offensives were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, with the two different forces colliding and canceling each other out, resulting in a deadlock.

The two were like the best gladiators in the arena, neither giving an inch and the other vying for supremacy.

The map-wide attack that once plunged Rong En City into despair, and the butterfly that tolled the death knell, were temporarily borne by the Four Primitives.

The woman was initially surprised and speechless, then revealed an approving expression.

"Teacher, I'm sorry!"

Jiang Heyi's words of advice, like the first sentence of a crucial passage repeatedly recited before exam week, kept echoing in my ears under the covers.

Taking advantage of the woman's momentary lapse in attention, she stealthily approached her side, aiming the thief's knife not at her kidneys, but at her neck.

With a single slit, a large amount of fungal hyphae gushed from the woman's throat.

Before the woman could retaliate, the eerie creaking sound of the wheels rolling over the fungal carpet made her shrink back.

The tank, accelerated by French fries, is here again!

With the speed of lightning, she had no time to react.

"Oh!"

Once again, it was stuck to the front of the car, thrown into the air, and crashed into a tree.

The fries jumped off the truck and continued to slash.

The same scenario just happened not long ago.

For players, if it works well, they'll keep using it.

Just as the flesh-and-blood chariot was about to have a couple more bites of vegetarian food to change its taste, a dense, rustling sound beneath the fungal carpet soil alerted it.

The soil suddenly churned up like boiling water, and more eerie rustling sounds came from beneath the fungal carpet, as if thousands of tiny feet were scratching frantically.

The ground of the entire forest seemed to have been lifted up by an invisible hand.

Countless swarms of insects burst forth from the soil, forming a writhing black tide.

The woman commanded the swarms of insects living in the forest to launch the largest counterattack ever!

The beetle, the size of a fist, had a dangerous, eerie glow on its elytra.

A deformed variant resembling a fusion of a centipede and a vine, with mouthparts similar to those of carnivorous species sprouting from its limbs.

This flying species, half insect and half fungus, has the transparent wings of a dragonfly, but its abdomen is an inflated mushroom vesicle. During flight, it indiscriminately sprays corrosive spores, forming large patches of dark green fog.

The beetle swarm gnawed at the flesh-and-blood chariot with its steel-like teeth.

The tentacles then roll up and grind them up, sucking them up, and each meal restores them to some extent.

The two sides entered a strange equilibrium, a situation where one side would eat the other.

Suddenly, several steel-like vines pierced through the body of the flesh-and-blood chariot from bottom to top. The woman waved her hand forcefully, and the vines tore back and forth, triggering the largest tumor on the chariot's body.

The container, which contained a vast amount of corrosive magic, was absorbed by the creep before it could even be activated.

Eating seemed to have become the main theme of the battlefield at this moment.

The plants and insects here are all greedily vying for nutrients.

French fries swing and perform a spatial slash.

With each chop, thousands of insects are annihilated into blood and gore.

However, the sounds of eating never stopped.

The insects devoured the flesh and blood of their companions, chewed on the delicious mycelium, and followed the woman's divine command, advancing wave after wave.

They formed layers upon layers of ocean waves, the dark waves trampling each other.

The grating sound of carapaces rubbing together echoed in every corner.

Jiang Heyi has killed countless monsters.

From the mushroom people and tree spirits at the beginning, to the little fairies that appeared later, similar to insect mist, who could communicate and strike magic simply by whispering.

Then came a sudden, overwhelming swarm of insects.

The tides formed a barrier, and the raging lion, carrying a spatial slash, cleared the sky as far as the eye could see.

But the next second, they still seeped out of the darkness like a tide.

The spectators praised him as a god of death, simply because he was the only one on the boundary between the real and virtual worlds who was separated from the battlefield and had no one to assist him in the battle just now.

Relying on his own strength, he single-handedly defended against enemies whose numbers were more than ten times his own.

But after insects were added to the battlefield units, his sword-wielding hand began to feel heavy.

As many as are killed, just as many will be replaced.

Endless.

"Artificial sun!"

The dazzling sun descends.

The scorching sun baked the insect swarm to ashes, and the surviving units quickly retreated.

This was merely a stopgap measure; they were secretly accumulating strength, waiting for a comeback.

Jiang Heyi releasing the artificial sun is equivalent to sending a beacon to inform others that he is there.

Orange Tea sensed the disconnection from the tank and realized that Fries and the others were in grave danger.

Only when they saw the swarm of insects appear did they realize how dire the situation was.

The jailer was the only one who could come out happy.

There are only three types of insects on the battlefield: beetles, aberrant variants resembling centipedes and loaches, and flying insects carrying mushroom spores.

When they die, they are not immediately absorbed by the fungal carpet; instead, there is a gap in their decomposition.

"Corruption nuclear explosion!"

A chain reaction of corpse explosions unfolded. Because the corpses were small and lacked magical power, the explosions weren't particularly powerful, but their sheer number made up for it.

A series of loud popping sounds, like firecrackers going off.

Celebrating the Lunar New Year outside the game, and also within the game itself, there's a festive atmosphere.

Orange Tea tried to summon it, but found that the Flesh Chariot did not respond.

"Summoned creatures that die are unlikely to immediately respond to another summoning request," the jailer guessed.

"Well..." Orange Tea squeezed the doll, "Although I don't know its function, Silver Maple Holy Radiance!"

Silvery-white light rose from the doll's body, rippling across every corner of the battlefield.

Silvery-white maple leaves were blown about by an invisible wind, fluttering all over the sky.

At this time, Jiang Heyi had already reunited with the three people, including French Fries.

Gloria's Golden Holy Word and the Demon-Suppressing Bear's Demon-Suppressing Power saved their lives.

The former heals itself as the insect swarm gnaws at their flesh.

The latter prevented the poisonous fog from getting close, rendering the toxins injected into their bodies ineffective.

If either one is missing, the person will die on the spot.

Too many, really too many.

Only by being on the battlefield can one understand why the Zerg swarm is called a natural disaster.

The woman used only three types of insects to turn their initial advantage into a defeat.

Gloria's expression turned grave: "We need to get out of here quickly! My healing ability is nearing its limit. If this continues, the Golden Word spell will lose its effect!"

Each of them was now covered in insects.

The group looked like pieces of meat about to be deep-fried, covered in breadcrumbs.

Jiang Heyi gritted his teeth: "I'll use an artificial sun on myself, you guys escape."

Squid snatched the doll away: "I'll do it, the team needs damage dealers."

Just as they were arguing over who would carry out the suicidal insect extermination operation, the holy light of silver maple pierced through the darkness of the insect swarm.

The insects that were gnawing at the group were instantly stiffened and fell to the ground when illuminated by the silvery-white holy light.

The swarming insects, like a tidal wave, also came to a standstill, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Jiang Heyi didn't know what had happened, but...

"run!"

Walking along the road where the wind kept blowing, stepping on a ground full of motionless but clearly still alive insects, the group miraculously reunited in the chaotic battlefield.

The first thing the French fry asked was, "What did you make?"

Orange Tea looked bewildered: "I don't know. I said 'Silver Maple Holy Radiance,' and these bugs stopped moving..."

"Crackling sound".

The effect of Silver Maple's Holy Radiance ended, and the insect swarm surged once more.

"To incapacitate them for a certain period of time?" Jiang Heyi licked his lips. "Can they be used again?"

"The doll isn't responding; it seems to be cooling down."

French Fries stared in disbelief at the four original entities that maintained their output movements like statues.

He's still battling!
The battle between the butterfly and the tetrapod has lasted for more than two minutes!
The limited-edition [Origin Drive] of the Origin Element - Fire is surprisingly long-lasting.

Suddenly, the beam of light reversed direction.

Behind the Four Primal Beings, the Fire Elemental Lord, whose figure had dimmed, exerted all his remaining strength, pouring his last bit of power into his body.

The flow of elements moves upstream, intertwining halfway into a spiral-shaped torrent of energy.

Even something as powerful as a butterfly has its limits.

Its pure white beam of light suddenly began to flicker like a candle in the wind.

The light patterns on the butterfly's wings dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the magical veins flowing in the wing veins went out one after another.

The fusion of elements creates a torrent that flows through the butterfly's abdomen.

The butterfly wings disintegrated, and countless fragments of light scattered and flew in all directions.

The tetra-propaganda collapsed due to exhaustion.

The giant bear behind the fries stretched out its large paws and supported him.

"You rock."

Gloria said, "This bear doesn't easily admit that others are better."

The origin element that transformed into the glove—fire—has dimmed.

Due to the side effects of using OriginDriver, it is temporarily unusable.

"Father, you are my real father!"

The jailer shouted excitedly.

"A real man goes head-to-head with waves, and you actually managed to beat a butterfly? Holy crap!"

The boundary between reality and virtuality is unthinkable. With map-wide attacks overhead and insect swarms looming overhead, how are we supposed to play this game?

This is no longer a critical instance; it's practically a preview of an apocalyptic instance.

The three NPCs who had recovered their strength joined the battle, but they only slowed down the speed at which the swarm of insects advanced to the group.

The Silver Maple Holy Radiance, which lasted once a minute, only gave them a chance to catch their breath; it was far from enough to allow them to push back and defeat the woman.

The only good news is that the men really don't care.

At this point, if they were subjected to even a little mental interference, they would be doomed to lose.

Jiang Heyi killed a beetle, half the height of a person, that charged at him with a single sword stroke—they were starting to grow larger and larger.

Although there are only three types of insects, they have begun to evolve accordingly through battles and deaths.

"Tea Master, is the summons coming?"

"The flesh-and-blood chariot still hasn't responded."

In the moment of Jiang Heyi's distress, a thought crept into her mind.

"Hey jailer, stop the explosion, stop the firecrackers, give me your mimicry flesh and blood."

"Instead of enhancing Tide Summoning and Spatial Slash, why not enhance my walking corpse instead!"

"I don't want to enhance, I want to summon!"

"Summon what? Besides chariots, what else?"

Jiang Heyi took the summonable coal doll.

"Flesh Priest, please answer the call."

The flesh priestess in nun form landed gracefully, instantly capturing the attention of the spectators.

"It's my new wife!"

The flesh priest already knew the reason for his descent, and without saying a word, he split himself in two along the central axis of his body.

With a single, gaping maw, the dense swarm of insects before it was swallowed whole.

"Holy crap, I want a divorce!"

Love comes quickly and goes quickly.

The Flesh Priestess is a special summon that grows stronger by devouring other creatures. The constant swarms of insects serve as her food, allowing her to accumulate attributes.

"If I could, I'd like to eat something better. Insects... they're disgusting."

They even picked flesh and blood summons!

It's still not enough. The swarm is evolving, and the flesh priest's rate of devouring and strengthening may not be able to keep up.

Furthermore, as summoned creatures, what if the swarm breaks through the defenses and kills them first while they are holding the puppets?
Playing with the doll and watching his comrades fighting to the death, Jiang Heyi had a headache.

"what?"

To better utilize the puppets, he held Coal Ball No. 1, which could release an artificial sun, and Coal Ball No. 3, which could be summoned, in his right hand.

But while playing with it...

How did it turn into a double-egg gas tank?!
Looking at the two coal briquettes in front of him, Jiang Heyi glanced at the lone coal briquette No. 2 on his left.

"Could it be...?"

Coal briquette #2 was gently kneaded and slowly fused together with the two coal briquettes.

Amidst the billowing black mist, Jiang Heyi felt as if he had grasped a massive fireball, or perhaps the sun.

A black sun.

(End of this chapter)