T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 514, Section 513: The Consequences of Being Too Real
Jiang Heyi felt unexpectedly light and agile, with his movement speed, spellcasting speed, and perception all improved.

Holding my breath and concentrating, I watched Zhifeng's every move as if it were in slow motion.

Even with my eyes closed, I can still picture the surrounding environment in my mind.

Every move of the people at the boundary between the virtual and the real world is clearly visible.

The sensation of French fries is particularly peculiar.

Her fingers clenched and then relaxed, her joints making a soft popping sound.

You can feel the blood rushing through your veins, and each heartbeat is like a war drum, pushing surging energy to every part of your body.

The blade in his hand was as light as a feather, as if it had completely lost its weight.

An unprecedented surge of power was burning fiercely within her!
Candlelight emphasized: "Matching the correct historical strength will also have an impact on you."

"This setting needs to be changed in conjunction with the [Game Realism] settings; what you are playing now is the real-world version."

"What?"

"It means that everything you have in the game is what you get!" Candlelight said. "Right now, you are at the level of someone who hasn't reached level 9 yet!"

"The version of Proof of the Stars that you are playing has always been a weakened version; this is the version that my masters are familiar with."

The wind howled.

"Candlelight, do you think freezing high-level privileges will stop me?!"

“I can’t stop anything else, but you’re trying to use the rules to suppress me. You can’t do that within a day.”

The wind and the candlelight are essentially one.

The two share the same Stars of Proof administrator identity.

After Candlelight modified the high-level permissions, it self-froze, causing both parties to only be able to use the administrator permissions they last used – for farming monsters.

The monster materials for the Stars of Proof are incredibly diverse.

There are over 300 records for Heroic Spirits alone.

Some of these individuals even exist in both youth and old age forms.

The candlelight could probably guess what the wind was thinking.

Heroic Spirits are all the best in their respective worlds, many of them being overlords who dominated an era, top-tier specialists whose unique fields are unmatched.

In the era in which they existed, geniuses were merely the minimum requirement to even see them.

Their strength is undeniable and can be seen as a hallmark of an era.

Weaver Wind's hand speed was fast enough that she had already completed the deployment of the first Heroic Spirit.

[Demon Lord]: Ettore Marin

Among the fragments of memory lost by the candlelight was the monster material library of the stars.

Many of the backstories of the units cannot be directly learned in the game; they only exist in the minds of the administrators, allowing them to adjust the game's pace and add or remove side quests at any time.

Therefore, when asked about the boundary between reality and illusion, she could only shake her head, indicating that she knew nothing.

The good news is that, most likely, Zhifeng is also unaware of this.

Her method of selecting heroic spirit units was probably based on whose name was more prestigious.

As long as you're assertive enough, you can't go wrong with your choice.

After all, her immediate priority was to find a powerful enough Heroic Spirit to delay the pace of the attack on her from the boundary between reality and illusion, and thus escape the damned blockade.

Zhong Zemo took the lead, carrying his shield as he charged forward.

As a shield guard, he must step forward when he is unsure of the opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

This was a battle that could not be lost, and all the elemental spirits that Orange Tea could name shouted out and were all deployed.

The jailer even comes with two skeleton guards, clinging to the shield—don't worry about how much physical damage they can absorb, they're useful anyway!

The Demon Lord was a sinister and deep-set young man with black hair. He took a deep breath.

The elemental shield attached to the squid shattered, and its bones turned to ashes in an instant.

The four primal beings, not far away, felt dizzy and their magical power was involuntarily dissipating.

The Demon Lord's sucking continued, and the invisible magic power transformed into tangible threads as he inhaled, continuously flowing into his body.

Even though Jiang Heyi, the Four Primal Bodies, and the jailer brother stubbornly guarded their magic power, they still couldn't resist the palpitations that seemed to invade the depths of their souls.

Warriors and believers are unaffected; his spells only work on mages!

Orange Tea turned around abruptly, looking at the candlelight protecting Chen Shaoyu behind her, and said urgently.

"You're grinding monsters too!"

The candlelight shook its head: "With you all here, the best approach is to remain unchanged in the face of all changes."

"Why? You don't want a Heroic Spirit?"

Candlelight transmits sound through telepathy.

"In order to obtain the strongest combat power, Zhifeng has improved the realism of the game and matched the strength of real history. As a result, all the summoned heroes and monsters will be highly realistic."

"Isn't this good?" Orange Tea asked, puzzled.

"If the level of realism is too high, it's no longer just a game. They are a different kind of soulless puppets. With the behavioral data of the original, no one can predict what will happen."

"Oh!"

The squid swung its arms and flung the two wall-like metal shields away.

The giant flying pancake spun rapidly in the air, whistling as it struck the Demon Lord who had raised his hand to block it.

The solidified magical shield absorbed the force layer by layer, blocking the attack that was comparable to a steel coil charge.

"Chi~~~"

The Demon Lord's pupils trembled violently. The excruciating pain in his waist and abdomen made him clench his teeth. His magic power was not flowing smoothly, and his strength was instantly depleted.

"Wow, whose magic shield only covers a semicircle directly in front? That's so energy-saving, are they risking their lives for magic?"

He drew his sword from under the covers and stabbed again. Two heavy blows completely shattered the Demon Lord's Devouring Magic, and his defenses collapsed.

He even managed to steal a moment from his busy schedule to contribute the first-ever purple material to the money-stealing knife in his bed.

French Fries delivered the finishing blow perfectly; with a swift stroke, the Demon Lord, now without his barrier, was decapitated.

To prevent these heroic spirits from possessing other evil abilities, she activated her bloodlust and transformed into a butcher, hacking wildly at the still-living corpses.

Before setting off, Jiang Heyi repeatedly urged everyone to be careful and cautious.

This time, they had no resurrection items to use.

If you die suddenly, you might really see them in the next life.

Orange Tea was somewhat surprised. Heroic Spirits... that's all?
“When historical matching is combined with realism restoration, it will turn out like this,” Candlelight explained. “The historical forms of some Heroic Spirits are more like traps. The archives are kept to record and simulate them, so their flaws are also an unavoidable part of the experience.”

The Demon Lord in his youth clearly didn't care much about the details of combat.

In the prime of life, with exceptional talent, just bull-like and crush all opponents; what need is there for details?
He can win battles easily against anyone, and without evenly matched confrontations, no one can correct his flaws in battle.

If it's just a game, Proof of the Stars will also rationalize the battle data based on its internal settings, make up for its shortcomings, and design strategies that can generate more interaction with players.

But reality is...

Reality sometimes doesn't follow reason or logic.

I don't know which world they came from, but they were completely crushed by a rough guy like the Demon Lord for an entire era.

We deeply mourn those geniuses who were meticulous in their work but were powerless to compete with the Demon Lord.

This time, Zhifeng selected four Heroic Spirits in one go.

【Crimson Swordsman】Reshock
She seemed to be named after her own beautiful red hair, as bright and beautiful as the most dazzling star in the night sky.

The moment she arrived, having just received Zhifeng's order to "cover me," she smiled brightly.

"Yes, my master~~"

then……

With a backhand slash of three swords, he instantly killed the other three heroic spirits that had just been summoned and landed.

Being able to access the Heroic Spirit Material Library of the Stars of Proof must mean you have unique abilities, but no one expected that before even engaging in combat with the "enemy," an siege by friendly forces would already be unfolding.

Not to mention the group at the boundary between the real and the virtual, even Zhifeng, who was focused on destroying the barrier to escape this cage, was stunned on the spot.

"Lord Zhifeng, you summoned so many Heroic Spirits, is it because you don't trust me?"

Zhi Feng's expression changed, and he was speechless with emotion.

She, who had been driven mad, suddenly showed a look of bewilderment, understanding in an instant why Candlelight had not summoned a single heroic spirit.

If you want the authentic Heroic Spirits, then you can't just accept their powerful combat abilities and exquisite magic.

Even that twisted personality, you have to accept it.

Zhifeng undoubtedly drew a big one.

The Crimson Swordsman, Reshik, is extremely possessive.

"Master, please promise me you won't summon anyone else, okay?"

"You should belong only to me."

"Let me protect you."

"If they don't agree, I'll join them!"

"Promise me! Please say yes!"

"Are you thinking about summoning someone else?"

"Are you thinking about other Heroic Spirits?!"

"What's wrong with me? Why are you ignoring me?!"

"Speak up, speak up, speak up, speak up! Speak up!!!"

In this tense situation where both sides are risking their lives at the gambling table, a yandere (obsessive and possessive woman) steps onto the table, asserts her dominance over the manager, and confesses her love on the spot...

Moyu, who has experience with role-playing games, said: "It's fun and I enjoy watching it."

But those who remain at the boundary between reality and illusion...

"Hiss~~" They all shivered in unison.

"Okay, okay, Lesik, please protect me and buy me time to escape."

"From now on, your summons can only be used on me, okay?"

"Okay, I promise you everything!"

Damn it, the wind-weaving doesn't look crazy enough to Leswick.

Compared to this, she seems like a normal person who has been frightened by a madman.

Orange Tea's mouth was slightly open.

Are there any normal people in this pool of heroic spirits?

“It depends on how you define normal,” Candlelight said helplessly. “Morality cannot restrain the strong, or the leaders of a field. You should know this well, for example, Dussel.”

"Most Heroic Spirits rise and fall because of their personalities. The reason why they are talked about and widely circulated, and ultimately have the capital to become Heroic Spirits, is precisely because of those 'shining points' that are memorable."

"As for whether the highlights are good or bad, sometimes it's hard to say."

"The idea that one can imprison violence within one's own heart, like a sovereign, and has companions to help confine the 'darkness,' is, in their words, more like a fairytale fantasy."

Having received Weaver Wind's promise, Crimson Swordsman Lysick licked his lips, blood surging in his hand and solidifying into a longsword.

"Come, my master, let me use my blood to pave a path for you."

"I'm going to stab you all to death!!"

　There's more coming soon, watch me stay up all night to update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)