T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Because he had been giving up his position to others, Zhong Zemo immediately slammed his giant shield into the ground the moment the explosion occurred.

Even so, the shockwave from the explosion still battered him like a small boat.

In the last second before his consciousness was about to leave his body and he was watching the battle from a god-like perspective, the blankets pulled him into their embrace.

A warm embrace.

With her enhanced body, she turned her back to the explosion and hugged Zhong Zemo tightly, ensuring that the swaying Zhong Zemo and his beloved shield remained safely beside her.

Having always stood in front of his teammates, he experienced being protected for the first time.

"Hehe, are you tempted?"

After the explosion, the woman in bed couldn't help but ask.

Zhong Zemo blushed slightly.

Having dated, gotten married, become a teacher, and witnessed the awkwardness of first love, I thought those bittersweet, hazy, and ambiguous feelings were long gone.

Feeling the sweet scent of his body in the blankets, he couldn't help but smile.

To hide his joy, he could only keep making excuses to organize his equipment.

But that doesn't stop the blankets from circling around me.

Finally, he spoke, his face flushed.

"Okay, okay, actually, if it were like that in real life... I would really be looking forward to it."

The blanket emitted an excited "Aha!" laugh.

"That's not very frank. Just say you want it."

"I'll give you a hug next time we meet~~"

Jiang Heyi glanced at the fries and noticed that she was also secretly glancing at him.

The two tacitly looked away.

The jailer is yelling loudly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Did you see that? Did you see that!"

"Brother, this is a necromancer, this is me!"

"The flesh priests are not invincible!"

With 839 enhancements, without needing anyone else to intervene at the boundary between reality and illusion, the jailer alone could probably crush the flesh priest to ashes.

The jailer, hands on his hips, shouted: "Flesh Priest, where are you? I know you're still alive, come out and hand out the rewards!"

"Gulu gulu~~~~"

The cart wheels rolled over the bluestone pavement, making a "clattering" sound as they pressed down on the uneven tiles.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and were taken aback.

It was a war machine with a huge metal drill bit at the front.

The wheel is a giant skull, leading one to suspect it was spoils of war from this very battlefield.

Numerous tentacles sprouted from both sides of the vehicle, constantly slapping against it.

The bearing joints of the car are like lifelike, still-moving eyeballs.

Countless pale, ghostly hands were faintly visible on the chassis.

Located at the point where the car is stopped, a deformed, ugly, huge tumor, like a flower bud, is half-bloomed.

Most strikingly, the tentacles extending in all directions wrapped around the flesh priestess's waist, lifting her high into the air.

The boundary between reality and illusion must not be neglected.

They had already witnessed the terrifying power of this strange-looking vehicle when they were transferred from the instance to the current scene.

It easily crushed the defenses of the lowly, commanding a vast number of flesh and blood creations, smashing through city gates and barriers, turning obstacles into a smooth road.

Is a new mechanism on the way?

The flesh priest looked down at the crowd and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, she directed the flesh-and-blood chariot behind her to lower herself down.

Under the watchful eyes of the others, she moved a little closer.

"You... passed the test."

"what?"

After being stunned for several seconds, Jiang Heyi finally realized that the flesh priest was not bluffing them, but was serious.

Because she started taking off her clothes while she was speaking.

The nun's habit that clung to her body and sculpted her graceful figure slipped away little by little with her slender fingers, turning into a bloody, mangled lump of flesh stuck in her hand.

"Here you are, this is the nun's habit you wanted."

"This is the most special and exciting reward ever, so you must keep it safe!"

Chapter 322 Black Grade, [Mimicry Flesh and Blood]

The process of the flesh priest undressing does not arouse one's blood.

The flesh covering her upper body writhed and bulged. She gently pulled along the edge of the bulge, as if there was a hidden zipper there, and the entire piece of skin peeled off cleanly.

Clothes are merely a product of the mimicry of flesh and blood; when players ask for them, the final outcome is already determined.

The flesh priest gently stroked the skin, and the mutilated flesh was rapidly healed as blood plasma was continuously injected into it from the tentacles of the chariot behind him.

After a breath or two, everything returned to normal, and the nun's habit was still securely draped over her body.

She smiled and offered the nun's habit to the jailer, tilting her head expectantly.

"What's wrong? Isn't this the reward you wanted most? Why won't you accept it?"

The lump of flesh in the flesh priest's hand trembled with each movement, detaching from its original form. Its bright scarlet color gradually became translucent, resembling a giant piece of jelly.

An uninformed person holding it at the boundary between reality and illusion would probably wonder if it's a slime pet?

"What I want is a nun's habit," the jailer said, looking troubled.

The flesh priest nodded: "This is it."

From any perspective, these are chunks of flesh shed from the body of a flesh priest.

The orange tea was right next to her. She looked at it, then reached out and hugged the little bundle of flesh to her chest.

The meat was sticky and soft, and felt heavy in the hand, deforming and denting under the grasp of the orange tea.

The scarlet fades, as if someone has poured a bucket of water onto the canvas, washing away the oppressive hues and revealing the white background.

The meatball rolled and stretched in Orange Tea's hand.

To everyone's surprise, Orange Tea produced a silk robe that fluttered in the wind, as thin as a cicada's wing, perfectly fitting her figure.

"[Mimicry of flesh and blood]"

Orange Tea softly read out the name of the equipment, and...

"Black grade... I've never seen it before."

"what?"

After a two-second pause, everyone rushed to her side.

【Mimicry of flesh and blood】, the color symbolizing rank is indeed black.

"A strange mass of flesh and blood, which retains its vigorous vitality even after being separated from its original body."

"Perhaps they were blessed by some strange being?"

Its effects are as wondrous as the item description.

Mimicry Flesh is a shared item for the entire raid team, and anyone in the team can equip it.

It does not belong to any of the player's existing 6 equipment slots, but has its own special equipment space with the [Blessing of Flesh and Blood].

The effects it provides will vary depending on the holder's profession.

French Fries personally tested it, and after equipping it, the Mimic Flesh and Blood enhanced the attack effect of [Raging Lion], allowing Raging Lion to cause the wounded to bleed, and also enhancing French Fries' subsequent damage to the injured unit.

After equipping the item, Zhong Zemo gained a brand new skill: [Flesh Barrier].

Using the remaining life force from materials already available on the battlefield, they temporarily forged shields.

You can acquire a new skill even in bed: [Cruelty].

When you break through someone's defenses with a dagger or short sword, you absorb the power of flesh and blood to fully enhance your own condition.

It's basically a replica of the power-gaining process through a killing contest with flesh priests.

Like French fries, Jiang Heyi didn't gain skills, but rather enhanced his equipment.

The standard [Tide Summoning] skill, when stacked to full tide, can be used for offense, defense, and support.

On top of that, the mimicry of flesh and blood adds a new layering effect.

【Crimson Tide】: A wave of damage stacked on wounded enemies during battle.

The two stacked attacks do not conflict, so if Jiang Heyi's operation is precise enough and his hand speed is fast enough, he can definitely unleash a combo of [Space Slash] + [Summoning Tide] + [Crimson Tide].

Three cuts in one second.

The skill gained from equipping the four Primitives is [Blood Resonance].

After consuming a large amount of magic power in battle, one can sacrifice their own blood to mimic flesh and blood, and their companions will receive an equal amount of magic power shield.

Zhong Zemo was stunned.

Now, who is the ultimate authority on the boundary between the virtual and the real?

No wonder that so far, only the four Primarchs have had to pay a price to trigger the effect; its practical effect is too good, making it a true all-rounder.

After the jailer wears the equipment, he gains the skill [Flesh Plague].

In addition to the existing Corrupted Corpse Explosion, this version adds a wide-area splash of blood carrying corrosive and highly toxic substances.

Enemy units killed by the Plague of Flesh will be transformed into flesh worms of varying sizes, from grains of rice to fists, seen in the boundary between reality and illusion within the instance.

They have two attack methods: possessing and sucking blood, and self-destruction.

"An epic buff! It's like getting two effects with one skill!" Jailer Bro was overjoyed.

Finally, there's orange tea.

She was the first to receive the props, but the last to experience them.

As she draped the robe over herself, she felt a surge of new information flooding her consciousness.

"I think I can... summon spirits and communicate with some entirely new spirits."

She paused, then continued, "They are all creations of flesh and blood."

Everyone finally understood that [Mimicry Flesh] was a magical artifact that could be adapted to local conditions and allocated according to different situations to maximize benefits!

Its value cannot be measured by the existing grading system; it depends entirely on the team itself.

Not available for non-fixed teams.

Owning it is equivalent to having a complete set of endgame gear for the entire team.

The one-day cooldown limitation in the game after use is completely negligible.

Many players find it impossible to complete large-scale dungeons in a single game.

The flesh priest explained, "Its abilities are not limited to what you see at this stage. With long-term use, you will discover its other mysteries."

Jiang Heyi hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously.

"I feel you still have the strength to fight, so why didn't you continue and instead gave up?"

The Flesh Priest shrugged: "You've already met the hidden conditions for a direct victory, otherwise I'd really like to play with you all a bit more, right, Flesh Chariot?"

The monstrous tumor, called the Flesh Chariot, spewed out bursts of blood mist, like fireworks.