T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The Demon Suppressor Werewolf is highly experienced because the boundary between the real and the virtual realms contains a large number of elements that enhance the Demon Suppressor Werewolf.

On the 5th floor, the more skills the player uses, the stronger the enemies that will spawn in the next round will be, and the stronger the units will naturally provide more experience.

The correct way to clear this level is to use the safest method possible to finish the battle at the passing mark on each level.

In this way, the unit strength of each refresh will remain within an acceptable range of slow increase.

Zhifeng adopted a spectator's stance, whistled, and couldn't help but laugh.

"French fries' invincibility burst."

"Potato's Tide-Calling Set".

"The Cuttlefish's Shield Counter".

"The Hidden Shadows of Bedtime and Kidney Explosion."

"Clear out the grunts of the Quad Primal Humanoid Turret."

"The prison guard's spirit control."

"Orange Tea's Summoning Assistance."

"In addition, the boundary between reality and illusion also utilizes powerful techniques and abilities such as spatial slash, mimicry flesh, gluttony, and Golia's avatar."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what will the 10th round bring in order to deal with them? I'm really looking forward to it~~~"

The wind was so strong that the weaver was overjoyed.

"Seeing that they have a chance to clear customs, they won't consider giving up and starting over."

"They have no idea that the prize pool is still growing."

"Candlelight, oh candlelight, you should really appreciate it, appreciate the person you placed your hopes on, who, because of their own strength, lost their first chance to challenge."

The discussion at the boundary between the real and virtual worlds is whether to get stuck on the 5th floor to farm experience.

Previously unacceptable proposals have become feasible thanks to the generous rewards offered by the Demon Suppression Werewolf.

As for the risks, with the safety net in place, most skilled and daring individuals felt it was no big deal.

The bed offered another reason that was very difficult for everyone to refuse.

The monsters that spawn here can be targeted by the Money Stealer's Knife.

Considering the monsters that attack the sexy girls in the first three floors, having the Tea God go out and steal some treasures would be a great idea.

The countdown to the 10th refresh has ended.

The candlelight stared anxiously at the projection.

Black mist filled the air, and the intangible material coalesced into a physical form.

A beautiful and charming woman is in the middle of a rolling black tide.

Endless black mist flowed from the hem of her skirt outwards, its viscous consistency, somewhere between liquid and gas, coating everything around her with a deep, dark hue.

She walked slowly forward, and an invisible hand brushed across the dense forest, extinguishing the fire instantly.

The sweltering territory seemed to have lost its heat, and frost instantly settled over it.

A bone-chilling cold emanated from her breath, forming a terrifying whistling sound. The low, mournful female voice swept across the dry, dehydrated leaves, creating a rustling noise.

The sky, which had been tinged with a faint glimmer of light, was now completely darkened by the hazy grayness.

In the blink of an eye, on the fifth floor, winter and darkness descended simultaneously.

The candlelight fell silent, and the candle helplessly covered its face with its hand.

Zhifeng was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"The one who deceives the light, the ultimate prize!"

An anomaly was noticed at the boundary between virtual and real objects.

The temperature plummeted, the light dimmed, the flow of magic changed direction, and the power of the elements became disordered.

Beside the orange tea, even the fearless pelican, who seemed only afraid of not having fish to eat, couldn't help but wag its tail and open and close its beak repeatedly, making threatening noises.

Visitors have no interest in concealing their presence.

She banged on the drums and gongs, signaling her presence to the players.

Black shirt, black veil, black skirt, black gloves.

The woman, step by step, trailing behind her a darkness as deep as the night sky, appeared before the boundary between reality and illusion.

Wherever she went, the light was extinguished like a candle flame.

All the colors in the world have been stripped away, as if a pair of giant hands have torn down the curtain of reality, leaving only the monotonous color of black.

"This is... too powerful."

French fries couldn't help but swallow.

Ju Zicha was bewildered. She vaguely sensed that the woman in the distance was no good, but why did everyone seem to have seen a ghost, and without exception feel that the chances of winning were slim, while wiping the fine sweat from their foreheads?

She has never backed down when it comes to understanding the boundaries between reality and illusion.

The jailer reminded him, "Listen carefully."

Orange Tea listens attentively.

A strange melody echoed in the howling wind; it was the soft chorus of multiple voices playing together, the eerie, low tune reverberating again and again.

She couldn't help but shudder.

"She...she has her own music!!!"

In the game "Proof of the Stars," each character with their own unique background music is an exceptionally powerful and ruthless individual.

The challenge level of the Temple of the Clarity, as evidenced by Yuu-dew, is a testament to this.

There was even a woman shrouded in darkness before my eyes.

Even the orange tea was sweating.

They broke the rules... no, the players broke the rules?

On the fifth floor alone, units of the same level as Xilu were assigned to clear the field. Is this something that players with an average level of 20 can handle?

The wind is clapping.

"The Deceitful One is a Tier 9 game unit that controls the entire domain. The projection of the 5th layer is level 35. I really want to see how the boundary between the real and the virtual can win."

"Come on, fries, show your courage, charge, swing your knife!"

She began to use the virtual and real boundaries to manipulate the virtual pointer.

The expected scene did not occur; instead, the bed was plunged into darkness, attracting the attention of the light-deceiving person.

With a thought, the deceitful one gave form to the darkness. Dozens of pitch-black tentacles emerged from under the skirt, ignoring spatial barriers, disappearing into the shadows, and heading straight for the bed.

With the wind spirit attached, elemental magic amplified, every step I took was protected by the wind, and I could almost feel my ankles being touched by tentacles even in my blankets.

The tentacles moved with lightning speed, yet failed to strike anyone at the boundary between reality and illusion.

The blanket suddenly veered sharply in front of the light green mother tree, and dozens of black mud streaks pierced through the tree, tearing it apart.

The light green mother tree, which had been healed to three-quarters of its health by orange tea, suddenly had its health reduced to zero.

Zhi Feng was stunned and clenched his fist in anger.

This time, it was the candlelight's turn to laugh.

The "Deceitful One" is the top prize on the 5th floor. What should I do if I win it?

It's better not to play.

The number of challenges will not decrease if the mother tree withers, only if you die.

Although the Light Deceiter only attacks players, players can lure her into attacking the Mother Tree.

"Did you leak the questions? How come they changed their strategy!" Zhifeng glared angrily.

Candlelight spread his hands: "Don't assume everyone is like you. I won't violate the Supreme Iron Law."

“Normally, regardless of the strength of the boundary between reality and illusion, I would try to fight it head-on. There’s no reason for me to suddenly become a coward…” Zhifeng slid the projection, rewinding to find the answer. “Could it be the background music? But the sound is clearly very faint; it only becomes loud when the combat distance is close…”

Zhifeng's hand froze.

She overheard the pre-war meeting about the boundary between reality and illusion.

"experience?"

"Is it for experience?"

The usually reserved candlelight laughed even louder this time.

It perfectly matches the player's controls.

How to reduce the game difficulty when encountering monsters you can't defeat?

Level up, trade to buy powerful equipment, practice diligently, and find a strong teammate to help you level up.

Only a minority of players are stubborn and reckless; those who try to endure hardship without suffering will only be seen as masochists.

Level suppression is a fear that has been imprinted in the minds of players from the very beginning of the world of Windweaver Tower.

Players will naturally try every means to find ways to break free from these constraints, and how to efficiently and quickly level up becomes the top priority.

“Weaving Wind, if you hadn’t emphasized level suppression so much, I’m afraid the boundary between the virtual and real worlds would have stubbornly gone head-to-head with the Deceitful Ones.”

"Would you consider this a boomerang?"

Anyone could hear the sarcasm in the candlelight's words.

“Our people didn’t win the grand prize, but it seems you guys weren’t so lucky.”

Chapter 368 Slow is steady, steady is fast

The candlelight connects four worlds, where humans wield swords and magic, and where demonic tides surge.

Some people maintain order and promote national prosperity through science and technology.

Some people have experienced a spiritual awakening and are seeking immortality and enlightenment.

There are also people online who can leave the game running and share the game.

The ruler once emphasized that the evidence of the stars should be deployed according to the different conditions of the world.

In a world where servers are connected and running continuously, deployment is the easiest.

Secondly, there is the world where the boundary between the virtual and the real exists.

In these four worlds, they have the most perfect order, the most user-friendly deployment environment, and the most compatible cultural system, making them almost plug-and-play.

Next is Talon, a world of swords and magic.

The local creatures, caught in the surging demonic tide, have unlocked a cooperative mode of helping each other and weathering the crisis together.

The city-states, large and small, were closely united in dealing with the cyclical side effects of the rise of magic.

They may seem like the Middle Ages to those who see them as living in a world of illusion and reality, perhaps even barbaric and ignorant, but stripped of any sense of superiority from their time, they have done remarkably well.

As for the Three Domes Land, it's a story that's hard to describe in a few words.

Perhaps it was the collapse of the unified civilization due to the resurgence of spiritual energy, and the scene of moral decay that stimulated people's hearts, resulting in the largest number of anthropomorphic creatures in the four worlds.

Whether or not one deeply intervenes in local civilizations and guides them to end the chaos is one of the lost memories of Candlelight.

Without this set of guidelines, she was slow to deal with the problems in the Three Domes, and was ultimately taken over entirely by Zhifeng on the eve of the implementation of the preparatory plan.

The word "crazy" was introduced to her by Chen Shaoyu.

After learning a little about the relevant works, I was surprised to find that they were very much in line with the majority of people in the Three Realms who possessed extraordinary powers.

In order to mobilize the players of the Three Realms to the greatest extent, Zhifeng adopted a well-thought-out guidance strategy, using her status as an immortal to forcefully establish rules and regulate order.

In games, they kill to steal treasure; in real life, they kill entire families.

He swore in the game, but in reality he was beheaded and his head displayed in public.

Uneven distribution within the game makes it difficult to gain the support of the players.

In reality, Marxism dictates that all beings are equal.