T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 666, Section 665: A Luxurious Lineup
After a long time, Dussel returned to the Screamer Snow Mountain region and retrieved the last Sutter Heartstone that had been stored in the dark layer of the local mansion.

For so many years, he has been preparing for the final battle before his body reaches its limit.

If defeated, the backup plan will be activated immediately to take possession of Renee.

In this way, his abilities and talents can easily achieve a leap forward.

For the first two days after arriving in Saigon, Dussel suppressed his inner turmoil and did nothing but silently explore the area around the town like a ghost.

A subtle sense of unease was spreading.

This feeling didn't come directly from the familiar oppression of evil, but from something more subtle and elusive.

Ever since he stepped into this snow-covered area, he had felt inexplicably uneasy, as if a subtle voice was constantly echoing in the depths of his mind, urging him to leave as soon as possible.

It's like the lingering shadows from past failures, deep within my heart, that's haunting me; it's the whisper of my inner demons.

It was as if some kind of intuition beyond reason was frantically warning him that the real danger came from elsewhere.

The former, Düsseldorf, was unwilling to admit his weakness.

He found the latter absurd and laughable.

He is the only master of spatial magic in the Ana Empire. Ordinary magicians cannot hold him back. Any conspiracy or trickery is insignificant in the face of his power to tear through the void and open passages.

But he still proceeded with the examination in a composed manner.

They searched the area around Sai'ang City again and again, but couldn't find anything unusual.

Even the news circulating in Cyon City was belated: the ceasefire in the Fallen Star Sea, the execution of Giza, and the house arrest of the First Prince Thiago—but that had happened at least seven days ago.

Even after repeatedly confirming that there were no abnormalities, Düsseldorf was still in no hurry to set off.

He found the local adventurers' association in Sai'on and spent two large sums of money to hire two adventure teams to accept the commission to hunt monsters in the mountains. The location was only separated from Qiuyu Lake, where the demons were most active, by a mountain range.

This is a rather delicate and sensitive distance; if the demon senses the adventurer's hunting activities, it will react in some way.

Because of the legend, most local adventurers dare not hunt near Qiuyu Lake. They only dare to quickly fetch water and fish when they need to resupply before leaving immediately.

However, Dussel offered too much, and with such a generous reward, two adventure teams, each with a 7th-tier mage in charge, accepted the commission.

Dussel didn't care whether these people lived or died. If they didn't come back, it would prove that the demons were indeed weakened to a certain extent and were no longer able to intimidate or dissuade the invaders.

If I could come back...

After waiting for two days, just as Dussel was having doubts and preparing to leave Cyon City and abandon the operation, the two adventure teams returned one after the other, delivering the required monster materials.

"How did your hunt go?"

Adventure groups are always eager to communicate with generous clients who are willing to pay with high-value currencies like magic crystals.

The two adventure groups did not meet, each completing their own hunt.

The time spent searching for monsters is the most significant, while the battles themselves are not particularly difficult.

"No wind or snow?" Düsseldorf asked again.

This time, both adventure groups gave the same answer—absolutely none.

If I had to describe it, in the open areas of the mountains, you could feel the strong, cold wind blowing through the valleys, making you shiver with cold.

Upon hearing this, Dussel confirmed that this was not the work of evil spirits.

After paying the bill readily, he headed to the place in Sai'ang where the old hunters gathered.

Yes, he not only commissioned the adventurers, but also requested that the best hunters here team up to hunt down at least 100 snow foxes of all sizes for him in a short period of time.

Local hunters live off the land and have principles in their work.

They guarantee that they will only hunt snow foxes for at least one year; this is their bottom line.

Düsseldorf couldn't budge him, so he had no choice but to agree.

Two days have passed, and the hunting results are only 27 snow foxes.

Düsseldorf wondered, "Why is there so little?"

"This is bizarre!" The hunters complained one after another. "This year's snow foxes seem to have the ability to predict the future; they're frighteningly cunning!"

"Not only do they always manage to avoid us in advance, but they can also easily bypass even the most hidden traps we set."

"We were tracking the snow fox's droppings and footprints, but the trail went cold and we couldn't find them anywhere."

"These 27 foxes were almost all from when we first entered the mountains. Once we ventured deeper into the snow-capped mountains, we couldn't find even a single snow fox fur!"

Hearing this, Dussel's lips curled up. He said it was a pity, but his face was beaming with joy. Even when he paid the bill, he had a light smile on his face.

There's no mistake, the demons of the Great Snow Mountain are extremely weak!
The demon does not violently interfere with the hunting of monsters and wild animals, in accordance with the natural cycle.

The law of the jungle prevails; that's just how it is.

But when there is excessive or indiscriminate killing, he always appears at just the right time to intervene.

Specifically, once a large group is identified as entering the snowy mountain area, their movement routes are detected.

If the hunting data exceeds the limit, the monsters and beasts will be driven away from the hunters through mental suggestions.

The stronger the killing desire, the less likely one is to encounter prey.

They will gain nothing except for those fools who cannot be hypnotized even by demonic suggestions.

This indirectly contributed to the local belief in and worship of snow-capped mountains.

According to his observation, the hunting quotas "given" by the evil spirits are not fixed and vary with the seasons.

They mate less in spring and give birth more in summer and autumn.

Winter often provides more space for the intelligent life in the snowy mountains to be active, allowing them to store up energy to keep warm.

The thought of it makes Düsseldorf feel nauseous.

A distorted and deformed life form naturally set the so-called rules, secretly controlled the ecology, and forcibly corrected the unequal confrontation between sentient beings and low-intelligence beings.

What does it think it is?

Is it the guardian deity of the Great Snow Mountain?

It's just a demon!
In a short period of time, the adventurer group's deep penetration and the hunter group's gathering for a hunt would inevitably attract its attention.

It can manipulate the snow foxes to escape, but it cannot use the strange phenomenon to deter the adventure team that approaches the Lake of Rain.
Tsk tsk tsk~~~
Without further hesitation, Dussel went home, retrieved all his equipment, and, gazing at the distant, undulating white mountain range, tore through space and disappeared.

The farce of the guardian angel should end!
Dussel's figure stepped out of the void and found itself in the leeward side of a snow-capped peak.

He suppressed all outward magical fluctuations, blending into the shadows of the mountain rocks, his gaze piercing through the gradually spreading twilight, landing in the center of the snowfield nestled amidst the snow-capped mountains.

As dusk approached, the last rays of the setting sun struggled to penetrate the thin clouds high in the sky, dyeing the boundless snowfield with a sickly orange-red hue, like a congealed bloodstain flowing down from the horizon.

The frozen ice of Qiuyu Lake vaguely reflected the warm light, like a pair of fiery eyes slowly opening within the ice.

Entering the danger zone, yet sensing no trace of his nemesis, Dussel smiled contemptuously.

After another journey, he landed by Qiuyu Lake.

"Demon, don't you plan to come out and meet your old friend?"

No one responded.

“This is the coldest you’ve ever been.” Dussel’s breath hitched, his smile widening. “You’re always the one who makes the first move, what’s wrong this time?”

All around remained deathly silent.

“Since that’s the case…” Dussel raised his hand as a blade, “Watch me slice open Lake Qiuyu!”

As soon as the words were spoken, magic surged along the shore of Qiuyu Lake.

Before the smile on Dussel's lips had faded, a chilling killing intent instantly enveloped him.

Things suddenly went beyond his comprehension, but without hesitation, he opened a teleportation channel with his bare hands, intending to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack.

"Buzz!"

The void rift that had just been torn open healed in an instant, as if his spatial tearing spell had failed.

In that instant, the vibrant, bright, gradient red scales, along with the tall, half-dragon body, came into his view.

With her formidable physical prowess, Eleravi plummeted from the sky like a cannonball.

In an instant, the earth trembled, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

Sensing something amiss, Dussel tore through space once more.

Just like last time, the crack vanished the instant it appeared.

"Don't try it, teacher, I made it."

The familiar voice sent chills down Dussel's spine. He stared incredulously at Renee, who had also torn open a void passage, and... the group at the boundary between reality and illusion!

An invisible magical field, as powerful as the sky, enveloped Dussel in an instant, rendering him unable to move.

Under this high pressure, even space must bear the weight of magic.

The void gate that should have been able to be opened and closed at will was now locked tight, and Dussel even found it difficult to move his fingers to try—the magical field was suffocating him.

Renee used the spatial magic he taught her to evade the magic perception and also managed to hide more than a dozen people!

In the blink of an eye, Düsseldorf was surrounded.

He was not someone who was obsessed with research and detached from worldly affairs; he had also observed some of the "liveliness" in the capital during this period.

His gaze slowly swept over everyone present, his expression solemn.

Potatoes, French fries, squid, quilt, master jailer, orange tea, tetralogy.

This is the boundary between the real and the virtual.

Gloria, Plata, Henilakai, Vanassis, Wolven, Ghost Mouse, Golovin, Elsa, Dark Green.

This is from a rainbow rain.

Kesha.

This is the Sea of ​​Fallen Stars.

Elaevi.

This is meaningless.

Mint.

This is someone who dropped out of school.

Renee...

This is inexplicable!
Surrounded by enemies, Düsseldorf prides itself on its quick reflexes—otherwise, it wouldn't have survived to this day.

But he still couldn't understand what had happened.
Why did Renee suddenly become hostile towards me?
It seems that she was not controlled by others, but rather actively assisted the boundary between reality and illusion and the rainbow rain.

"Rennie, what are you doing?"

"You still want to reprimand me in your master's tone?" Renee's voice was icy cold. "What did you dig under my house?!"

Upon hearing this, Düssel realized that his scheme had been exposed.

But after thinking about it carefully, it still doesn't feel right...

Even if the dark room is exposed, Renee should give him a chance to speak, rather than joining forces with outsiders to target her, who has been with her for nearly ten years and is almost like a father to her.

Dussel tried to feign innocence, attempting to evoke Renée's guilt and reluctance.

But he was disappointed.

The hatred in Renee's eyes did not lessen in the slightest; on the contrary, her voice became even angrier.

"You think you can gain sympathy by playing the victim?" Renee almost shouted. "Dussel, how many students have you killed over the years? Do I really have to tell you? You heartless scum!"

"Compared to you, Giza is pure and innocent!"

Kesha disagreed with this statement, and Falling Star Sea was not convinced.

Düssel's mind raced as he desperately tried to think of a way to escape.

Surrounded by a group of high-ranking individuals, including a rank 9 Eleravia.

His apprentice, who is proficient in spatial magic and can cast spells to intervene, is also standing on the opposite side, which means that tearing through space to escape is extremely difficult.

Before he arrived, he never imagined that he would be facing a group of people!

Faced with the sea of ​​people, Dussel felt despair for the first time in his life.

That was the first time I had come into contact with evil spirits, and even when I escaped, I had never experienced such fear.

Death had already placed its scythe against his neck, but he was powerless to stop it.

He looked at Elena: "Why!"

Hagiron rubbed his knuckles and asked, "What? Why?"

"Ever since I heard the news, I haven't understood why you would hang out with a bunch of kids who are only at level 8 at most."

Dussel stared directly at Potato: "Are you all playing house with him? Aren't you all better than him? Why do you obey his orders?"

"Give me a reason!"

He was already gritting his teeth.

Kesha muttered, "Does believing in potatoes need a reason?"

This remark drew laughter from the audience, as if mocking the ignorance of a country bumpkin.

"answer me!"

Ailera waved her hand impatiently: "Don't make a fuss, you corpse. We only let you talk because we want to see your ugly dying moments. After all, there's no next reincarnation."

"Reincarnation?"

Hagiron shrugged indifferently: "Potato is a prophet, and the prophet leads us to victory, so why shouldn't I listen?"

"Have you had enough fun?"

The sound came from behind the group.

Düsseldorf has become numb.

How many people were mobilized for his sake?

Who is it this time?
The familiar aura was like a demon that had been fighting against him for decades.

Can……

Dressed in a nun's habit, she radiated a gentle and holy human glow.

"You are……"

“Metasequoia.” Granny Metasequoia raised her chin disdainfully, glancing sideways at the master she had never met before. “As you can see, I am also a demon.”

Jiang Heyi's initial plan was to ambush Düsseldorf outside the Great Snow Mountain.

However, considering that he was like a slippery eel, once he was caught off guard and became wary, it would be difficult to kill him again. Therefore, he chose to use the injured demon as bait instead.

Furthermore, they invited Shuishan, who had a more comprehensive grasp of demonic power, to come out of the mountains.

To prevent the resonance between the demons from spiraling out of control, Jiang Heyi also persuaded the demons of the Great Snow Mountain to temporarily retreat to the depths of the snow mountain.

Dussel swallowed hard. The future was uncertain, but he felt a chill run down his spine because of the dawn redwood.

“You’re different from that guy in the snow mountain… Your demonic power is now contained.”

“I enslaved him,” said the dawn redwood. “I am not its slave; it is.”

"How can this be!"

"Finished with your exclamations?" The cypress clapped its hands lightly, and an invisible spiritual force swept around like a tidal wave, forming a bubble-like space that encompassed everything around it.

Jiang Heyi and his group were unaffected.

The Sutter Heartstone in Dussel's hand trembled violently, emitting a piercing buzz.

In just a moment, cracks appeared.

"It's good stuff, but it won't save your life."

Düsseldorf's eyes reddened.

"None of you will live!"

"Oh!"

A powerful figure appeared in front of Dussel, sending him spinning like a top.

Unlike the suppressive force of mental magic that covered his entire body and almost stagnated his magic power.

"You're quite arrogant, you magic-wielding wild dog, aren't you?" Henilakai said, still in the slapping motion. "You've won if you can even tickle your dad."

“If you’re so capable… try it one-on-one.” Düssel was dizzy and still searching for a glimmer of hope.

"One-on-one?" Jiang Heyi laughed. "I formed this group so that I'd be playing one-on-one with you?"

(End of this chapter)