T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"One!" Jiang Heyi shouted.

Almost instantly, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being secretly watched by a wild beast in the jungle, and a strong sense of unease spread through his body like an electric current.

It came quickly and went quickly; the chill disappeared the moment Zhong Zemo started running.

Jiang Heyi dared not delay and prepared all the magic potions he had bought from that witch.

Zhong Zemo's body was restrained by an invisible force, and he suddenly "rose" into the air.

With the monster's location revealed, Jiang Heyi threw out the Shameful Witch's [Unstable Combustion Potion].

He wanted to see why this combustion agent was light-based.

If it doesn't work, even if you're a cute NPC, I'll still turn your place upside down!

The unstable combustible agent spun in mid-air, and the mercury-like liquid in the bottle churned and swayed violently.

Zhong Zemo exploded into a blood mist, and the glass bottle also released a blinding white light at that moment.

Light, like mercury spilling across the ground, filled every corner of the atrium.

In an instant, Jiang Heyi saw the full appearance of the unseen demon hidden in the void.

next second...

The massive shockwave from the explosion knocked Jiang Heyi, who was ten meters away from the monster, into the air and threw him far away.

"Holy crap... this is a magic potion?"

Chapter 17 With great responsibility comes great responsibility

Many thanks to the shameful witch for correcting Jiang Heyi's narrow-minded perception of inferior, low-level potions with her work.

With its violent reaction, rapid combustion, and explosiveness, what normal person would dare to casually display and sell this thing?

The shameless witch dares to do that, and she'll even use the excuse of not having enough to eat herself and wanting to help the poor witch to coax you into spending money...

This level of hazardous material doesn't even have a single hazard label, and the instructions for use are just a simple sentence.

"Just aim at the enemy and throw it."

Is this girl really a proper witch? Or is she some kind of evil sorcerer from some unknown cult in this world?

Jiang Heyi was in pain all over. From being blown away to struggling to stand up with his almost broken body, he had cursed the shameful witch countless times in his mind.

Just you wait, when we get back I'll flip your stall over and snatch your witch's hat off!

The center of the garden was ablaze. Within the range of the [Unstable Combustion Agent] bombardment, the flames displayed an unusual black and white hue, spewing fire and engulfing the sea of ​​flowers. A distinct black and white boundary of flames silently spread outwards from the center of the explosion.

The burning trail of flames and the monster, its body ablaze, roaring and pounding against the black and white flames, create a discordant ink painting, seemingly trying to stain everything in this space with black and white.

It has an ugly, giant frog head, slender, white, humanoid arms, a scaly body like a mermaid or a siren, and long, flexible tentacles like an octopus.

This is the full picture of the monster that instantly wiped out the entire team at the boundary between reality and illusion.

Perhaps it shouldn't be called a monster at all. Anyone who sees it for the first time will feel a strong sense of incongruity, as if parts of different creatures have been cut off and put together.

Even after their deaths, the four remaining on the boundary between reality and illusion continued to watch the battle. Original Fries, suppressing a chill, remarked, "A Frankenstein's monster."

The frog's head, which took up almost a third of its body size, pressed down on the monster, causing it to lean forward slightly.

It hunched over and screamed loudly, but its voice was like a child's cry; the broken, shrill sound brought everyone's discomfort to a peak at that moment.

Jiang Heyi staggered and started running.

The realistic game feedback made his body feel incredibly heavy after the impact, and the buzzing that was still echoing in his ears affected his sense of balance. He relied on instinct to coordinate the operation of his battered body.

He only had one chance. Even if he was severely injured, a monster of this level would not give him another chance to attack. With just a flick of its powerful tentacles, he would turn into a blood bubble and vanish.

You cannot be hit by any blow, and you must kill with a single strike.

There is no room for error; the conditions are extremely stringent.

Under immense pressure, the surge of adrenaline will excite the brain and body; you can hear your heart pounding like a war drum and feel your muscles trembling uncontrollably.

Most people will experience brain overload and distorted performance as a result.

Fortunately, Jiang Heyi is not that kind of person.

Ripples spread through the void, and a dark vortex spewed out thin, purplish-black lines that slashed towards them.

Watching from God's perspective, Orange Tea's eyes widened. Jiang Heyi's reaction speed was unbelievably fast. The moment he plunged his knife into the ground and braked sharply to avoid being cut by several spider-silk-like semi-transparent magical rays, his astonishment reached its peak.

The attack came from above, and he didn't even look up to observe!

"This, this, this..."

“When Potato plays FPS games with us, his endgame stats are outrageous,” Zhong Zemo explained. “In his words, the worse the situation, the more excited he gets.”

"That's right, so I always go head-to-head with him at the start of each game to create opportunities for him."

The original-flavor fries retorted: "You can't win a gunfight, but you have plenty of excuses."

The effects of the shameful witch's potion were more terrifying than he had imagined; Jiang Heyi was in excruciating pain as he charged into the flames.

【Desperate Stand】, Jiang Heyi’s favorite skill. This skill, which abandons all escape routes and fights to the death, perfectly matches his fighting style.

"Immerse yourself in it, become one with it..."

Jiang Heyi leaped high into the air.

He and Original Fries are actually the same type of player; when playing games, they like to fully immerse themselves in the character.

Demons invaded, the temple was destroyed, the entire squad was wiped out, and he was the only survivor...

This was a strike imbued with anger and sorrow, and filled with thoughts of revenge.

The blade sank into the giant frog's soft, bulging eyelids. Using the momentum of the fall, Jiang Heyi forcefully rotated the blade to stir!

"Die, you ugly monster!" he roared hoarsely, trying to exert maximum force.

【Backwater】The remaining force penetrated the body, and the giant frog's head, like an overinflated balloon, burst open with a bang.

The tentacles, slightly reddened by the flames, finally arrived. They wrapped around Jiang Heyi and, relying on the nerve signals transmitted before his death, slammed him forcefully onto the ground.

The shield potion unfolded and shattered in an instant. Taking advantage of the attack from the tentacles, Jiang Heyi rolled on the spot, his body smoking as he tumbled out of the Stitches' tentacles' attack range.

"Wow, his last-ditch effort was to be expected. He even used that to create distance."

"Stop yelling and watch carefully, learn properly!" Plain Fries gave the jailer a disdainful look, "Disgraceful magician."

"Wow, how is that embarrassing? If it weren't for my elemental shield, you would have been killed instantly. Am I not important?"

Wow! Wow!

"It feels like we're playing different games." Zhong Zeming, who had been worried for Jiang Heyi as he stood up, panting, couldn't help but sigh.

In the heart of the blazing sea of ​​flowers, the headless, stitched-together monster wildly flailed its arms and legs, pounding the ground in a fit of rage, but its movements grew weaker and weaker.

Finally, the azure light particles rose from its motionless shell, gently gathering around Jiang Heyi and merging into one.

"This..." Zhong Zemo was overjoyed, "You won?"

"The results are in: we are the champions, we are still the champions, we will always be the champions!"

The prison guard, now a wisp of spirit, circled around Jiang Heyi, saying, "As expected of you, with great responsibility comes great responsibility, you god of responsibility!"

"What do you mean?" Orange Tea looked bewildered.

Zhong Zemo thought for a moment and explained in terms that even outsiders could understand: "It can be simply understood as when all the teammates are acting like idiots, the only elder brother bears the pressure and drags everyone else forward, and still manages to win."

Original Fries felt that the monsters' strength did not meet expectations of instantly killing them. Although Jiang Heyi's performance in the endgame was indeed impressive, something still seemed off.

"No, there might still be variables, right?"

"The experience has already been calculated, so there's no room for change. If there is, I'll take the loss." The jailer is a man who dares to make judgments.

Jiang Heyi couldn't hear their voices, and he was very puzzled at the moment.

The experience points have been awarded, but there were no items.

Such a powerful mid-game boss deserves some exciting positive feedback after defeating it, right?

He couldn't help but scratch his head. Ever since the orange tea arrived, the team had been having a string of good luck. Had all their luck been sucked away?

"what?"

"what?"

Amidst the black and white flames, the headless, smoking corpse of the stitched-up monster twitched.

To everyone's astonishment, the octopus tentacles, which had turned slightly red and were emitting a delicious barbecue aroma, regained their vitality and began to move powerfully.

The humanoid's frail arms were severed, and the black and white flames that spread around it converged as if drawn by threads, as if shaped by an invisible force, and the werewolf's giant claw slowly took shape.

The body is formed from elements!

"It can move even without a head..."

"Hey, hey, hey, how can it be a phase transition?"

"Who just said there was a change in what to eat? Decide what to eat right away."

Jiang Heyi was completely unable to cut anymore; his stamina had reached its limit.

If a single level of monster guards possesses such strength and methods, how can the Temple of the Clarity have twelve levels in total...?

Unexpectedly, Jiang Heyi could sense the demon's overwhelming rage.

Was it the anger from being killed, or the shout of "ugly monster" he made when he struck?

As he watched it raise its arms high towards the sky, displaying the colors of a traditional Chinese ink painting and the intensely burning elements, Jiang Heyi, sensing something amiss, laughed with a touch of humor.

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

The monsters vanished like mist, and a few breaths later, Jiang Heyi's vision went black as he successfully joined the other people's voice channel.

"What's the principle behind its invisibility? Does it vanish into the void without a physical form? That's so weird."

"There must be a mechanism in place to prevent it from being killed without a mechanism in place?"

Everyone is having a heated discussion about how to defeat the monster that stitches itself together.

Working together to figure out strategies and sharing their opinions, the lively atmosphere was something I hadn't experienced in a long time.

The most fun part of many games is exploring new areas; the challenge of navigating unknown scenarios always gets people excited.

However, due to busy work schedules, the "pioneering" work that required time to study gradually became a relic of the past.

Thinking of this, Jiang Heyi felt relieved and said with a smile, "It seems we'll have to play a revival match."

"Will we win?" the jailer asked seriously.

“We will win,” Zhong Zemo replied.

The two's performance made even the original-flavored fries blush, struggling to suppress their laughter.

When will I finally be able to hear this without laughing?

"What should we do next, God of Responsibility?" Orange Tea immediately used this term to address Jiang Heyi, putting what she had learned into practice.

At this rate of learning, how long will it take for the adorable Orange Tea to be corrupted by that jailer guy...?

“Going back to Fengjia City after I die is a good opportunity to resupply,” Jiang Heyi said. “I was just planning to have a chat with that shameless witch.”

"Is your XP system compatible with the Witch?"

"Don't judge others by your own standards, you who fit the nun label." Jiang Heyi clicked her tongue. "I want to buy goods from her."

Chapter 18: The Functions of Guild Bases and the Doll Paru

Jiang Heyi wandered around the main trade route outside Fengjia City several times, and even went into the temporary market spontaneously set up by players in the nearby forest, but still couldn't find the Shameful Witch.

Is this a case of making a quick buck and running away, or is it simply that they don't set up their stall every day?

On the way back to the city, Jiang Heyi ran into that fisherman again, the "Chestnut Warrior".

Compared to the shameful witch, the chestnut warrior is much more stable. Every day at sunrise during the game, he appears on the main road with a full load of loot.

The gleaming silver fish is still on display at his stall.

"Want to buy fish?" the chestnut warrior said straightforwardly. "We don't sell the big ones, but you can take any of the others you want."

Remembering how generous Chestnut Warrior was during their last shopping trip, Jiang Heyi couldn't help but remind him, "The catch can be used as materials to feed the puppets in your homestead, speeding up guild construction. It has many uses."