T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

But she is also an absolute genius, dominating the younger generation in Anna.

Thinking of her, under the influence of the evil spirit, Dussel was on the verge of madness!

"Heart Stone, where is the Heart Stone? Why is the mental magic still affecting me?!"

Dussel attaches the heart stone to his side waist for both concealment and easy access.

He endured the excruciating pain in his head and the humiliation of Zhong Zemo's fists pounding his face, reaching out to search.

"Wait, once I find the Heart Stone and trigger it, I'll kill you all..."

"..."

"The Heart Stone... Where is the Heart Stone?"

The sharp pain in his side startled Düssel.

Not long ago, there was that sword strike from the French fries!

The healing scroll alleviated his injuries, but in his panic, he forgot the most important thing.

His eyes searched the snow, but a pair of hands appeared the instant his gaze settled.

"What is this? It's sparkly, pink, and so pretty."

Orange Tea held the pink heart-shaped stone in her hand, asking curiously, when she saw a flash of golden light disappear into her backpack in an instant.

In Düsseldorf's view, the Heart Stone vanished in a flash.

It was very similar to the spatial magic he used.

With his soul in turmoil, Dussel roared angrily, relying on a surge of hatred to resist the demonic invasion.

"I'm going to kill you... Ugh!"

My mind was in turmoil again.

A cacophony of voices erupted from Düsseldorf's body.

"Teacher, thank you for teaching me magic."

"Teacher, when can I become as outstanding as you?"

"Teacher, there's no need to prepare so many potions for me. I'm not worthy yet... You've prepared them especially for me, you're so kind!"

"Teacher... lately my eyes have been fogged up, and my sense of magic has weakened..."

"Teacher...Teacher..."

They could only hear the sounds, but fragments of Düsseldorf's memories surfaced in everyone's minds.

Zhong Zemo was enraged: "I'll fuck your mother to death!"

The boundary between reality and illusion has also turned bloodthirsty.

They initially thought Dussel was just a two-faced man who would stop at nothing to obtain demonic power, but the truth was far more sordid than they imagined.

The people in the mage tower were too hesitant to take action, so Dussel turned his attention elsewhere.

Those talented children scattered among the people, whose talents have not yet been discovered.

Düsseldorf only needs to display a little "miracle" to make them look up to it.

He could gain the children's complete trust by generously teaching them a little bit of knowledge.

There are quite a few of these children. With proper education, it wouldn't be difficult for them to enter the Mage Tower or become members of the Imperial Academy, let alone achieve that.

They are truly gifted in magic, but are orphans whose environment prevents them from being blessed by magic.

After most of the children were found to have no higher talents, Düsseldorf only gave them slight guidance.

For this, he received praise from some unorthodox monks.

Those very few children whom he deemed exceptional even if they entered the Mage Tower, without exception, all died.

He appeared in these children's world like a god, pushed open the door to magic, and slowly unearthed their talents. Then, on the eve of their rise to fame, he tormented them to death in the same way he dealt with the boundary between reality and illusion.

Not for any benefit, nor for anything in return.

All he did was to satisfy his already rotten and perverse heart.

The distortion emanating from Dussel's body caused the boundary between reality and illusion to tremble.

That was a filth that suffocated them even more than the spiritual pollution caused by evil spirits.

Just listening to his unrestrained and rampant laughter as he disposed of the bodies after executing these children was enough to cause both psychological and physical discomfort at the boundary between reality and illusion.

The boy's voice just now was one of them.

As an orphan, he regarded Dussel as his father, and until the last moment of his life, he mistakenly believed it was a magical accident and worried about Dussel's safety.

Those voices shattered Zhong Zemo's rationality.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to fucking kill him!"

Whether it's a game or not, this thing deserves to be ripped off!

Jiang Heyi didn't intend to stop them; the game rewards were nothing compared to torturing Dusseldorf to death.

This is the only guy Jiang Heyi is willing to pay rewards for and ignore the plot to kill.

But reason told him that the evil spirits had allowed them to hear and see this memory, and that there must be a sequel.

Jiang Heyi, as the team's brain, seems to have an innate ability to control the team's emotions.

His words calmed down the blanket that was about to crush the dagger.

"why?"

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand.

Dussel is a ninth-ranked master of space magic, the empire's foremost spatial master, and a renowned grand mage of the mage tower for many years.

In terms of talent, he's not bad either, so why does he hate other geniuses so much?

"why?"

"Hahaha, why?"

"Because they deserve to die!"

"Ordinary but possessing an understanding and talent that ordinary people can only dream of."

"I climbed step by step to the ninth level, studying the mysteries of magic, but I am now limited by this and can hardly move forward."

"Why?"

"Why can't those talents be mine!"

Dussel waved his hands wildly, as if he were possessed.

The darkness hidden deep within his heart, the black mud concealed by his gentle mage tower image, was now pouring out wantonly.

He had been suppressing his feelings for too long.

The diverse array of geniuses in the mage tower, whom he admired, constantly lashed at his heart.

He hated their talent.

He hates their youth!

The potential they possess drives Düsseldorf crazy!

"Talent, hahahaha, before they grow up, I will take back the gifts that heaven gave them!"

Dussel truly lived up to his reputation as a master of spatial magic. Despite being suppressed by demonic power and attacked by the crowd, leaving him covered in wounds, he still possessed the ability to cast spatial magic instantly without chanting.

He stepped back, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His injuries from the beating were worsening, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

We must escape immediately, or we will surely die!

He wanted to use the blade in his hand to feint and provoke the demon, but suddenly he discovered that the Eye of the Abyss in his hand had turned into a withered branch.

Having lost the Heartstone of Surtur, the Eye of the Abyss is his only weapon against the corruption of evil.

"boom!"

In an instant, a deafening roar of voices erupted, causing Düsseldorf to bleed from all seven orifices.

"when……"

He toyed with the Eye of the Abyss in his hand while lying in bed, and said disdainfully, "The demon made you pause for a second, but a second is enough for me."

He possessed the power of space, yet a dark elf outsmarted him.

Düsseldorf's defense was breached for the second time.

But this time, he couldn't struggle anymore.

Physical injuries and spiritual exhaustion caused Dussel to suddenly vomit a mouthful of blood.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he slowly raised his head, enduring the mental pressure from the evil spirit.

The demon glanced at him and whispered to the boundary between reality and illusion, "You are the ones who should kill him."

"I come!"

Unable to contain himself any longer, Zhong Zemo practically leaped over and slammed his shield into Dussel's spine.

Once, twice...

The boundary between the real and the virtual worlds, now aware of the situation, joined together in this grand event.

Even Orange Tea borrowed a weapon and stabbed several holes in this beast.

As everyone gasped for breath and seemed to feel a little better, the demon approached Dussel's nearly lifeless body, with thousands of fireflies floating behind him.

In front of everyone at the boundary between the real and the virtual, a solid white mist hand covered Dussel's face.

A blurry firefly was gradually drawn out of Düsseldorf's body.

"What is this? What are you trying to do?!"

Dussel was freed from his dying body, but he was terrified.

"You won't die..."

"He was also a teacher... a very good teacher."

"He will definitely hate you too."

Therefore... torment will endure forever!

The demon suddenly raised its hand, and Dussel's spirit completely separated from his body, being held in its hand and kneaded into a ball.

"No, no, kill me!"

Dussel's chaotic consciousness regained its clarity at this moment.

Thousands of fireflies poured into the demon's body, making it even more solid.

As the demons kneaded Dussel's spirit like dough, more evil thoughts, carried by fireflies, appeared before the boundary between reality and illusion.

Dussel plans to deceive Renee, lure her away from the borders of Anna with him, and then... have a child?

Plan Two: Torture Renee to death.

He specially arranged a dungeon outside Anna for this purpose.

In addition, Dussel also scouted potential targets at the Star Speakers Academy.

Mint was even on the list.

However, before Düsseldorf could make a move, Mint dropped out of school on her own.

The reason he chose Mint is easy to understand—Mint is a country girl with no connections.

The demon's voice was icy.

"I cannot tolerate... someone like you being able to live and enjoy everything."

"But he is going to die."

"If I do not perish, neither will you."