T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The compensation was so good, it was impossible to refuse.

For a wild mage, what could be more enchanting than a treasure trove brimming with knowledge?

Besides, the Fallen Star Siren truly considered them her own people.

Kurien's inner turmoil returned.

Jingxin and Bohe didn't hide their conversation from anyone; anyone with slightly better hearing could clearly hear what deal they made.

Anna could have made such a deal, but because Mint dropped out of school, he didn't even have a good reason to ask.

They were the ones who went first!

During the break, the Grelian family gathered around Renee, who was sipping iced pear juice.

Soundproofing array activated; eavesdropping prohibited.

"Rennie, don't think about potions. We've looked into it carefully. This is the only thing she can rival you in during her time at the academy. Everyone else is your opponent."

“Every time you confront her, you always manage to leave her humiliated and unable to lift her head.”

"Yes, the Star Speaker Academy is full of stories about how you relentlessly pursued her, taking away all the academic advantages she was so proud of, making it difficult for her to get preferential treatment from tutors. You have always been the victor, and she is the one who should be complacent after winning a single battle."

Renee frowned slightly, but then immediately relaxed.

He picked up a slice of orange from the fruit plate held by the family maid and put it in his mouth, chewing absentmindedly, the sounds around him very faint.

"Do we really have to bring up things from our time at the academy?" she thought. "I just want to compare myself to her...anything."

Her personal maid, who was in charge of styling her hair, was trembling with fear. Everyone around her was of higher status than her, and under the oppressive aura, her fingers trembled slightly.

Renee glanced at her still-dusty hair and smiled slightly.

"I gave her a bottle of awful-tasting potion, and she returned the favor by covering me in smoke and dust. It's a 50/50 split."

Potion-related misuse has always been a major source of pranks and tricks within the academy, with powerful potion masters able to outwit ordinary potion masters.

"Don't shake, let them say what they want, you do what you want."

Renee's words steadied the maid's hand.

"Rene, listen to me."

Upon hearing the sound, Renee's thoughts, which were still replaying the events, immediately surged with black smoke.

Something thick and foul seemed to be flowing from the depths of my heart, twisting and writhing repulsively.

Renee's mother knelt down in front of her, clenching her teeth slightly.

"Magic control is something she can never match you in. This aspect is inherently filled with the mutual interference of magic, so fighting is a natural occurrence."

"As long as you can suppress her here and injure her... the third match will be a piece of cake."

The light in Renee's eyes was eerily cold.

Her mother continued to talk incessantly, while her father, as always, stated his tacit agreement with silence.

When she first came to know this world, it was the two people in front of her who taught her kindness.

They were the ones who taught her arrogance and disdain for lower-ranking mages when she was studying magic.

"enough."

The frost on her face didn't stop her; an impatient "Enough!" finally brought the conversation to a halt.

"I don't need you to teach me."

"I'm teaching you how to win. Didn't you see she's using you to gain fame? She's a complete thief!"

Renee suppressed the turmoil churning within her, steadily placing the cup that should have shattered onto the maid's tray, and swallowing the words that were about to spill from her mouth.

The patriarch of the Grelian family suppressed the voices of the crowd, which made Renee turn around and nod slightly in gratitude as she tore through space to leave the scene.

The soundproofing array was in effect, so the conversation couldn't be heard from the outside, but Renee's expression and reaction were enough for those around her to ponder.

In the center of the Colosseum, two puppets with only human-shaped outlines stand.

Wick invited both sides to check the gaps in the dolls together, and the jailer asked Elena, who was still eating and drinking, curiously.

"The rules say that you pass the level if you completely light up all the magic circle nodes on the doll. Isn't this a speedrun competition?"

"Speedrun?"

Elaeva tossed the cleanly gnawed beef leg bone into the tray, then grabbed another beef leg and continued tearing at it.

"What nonsense are you talking about? These modified puppets have intricate and complex internal magic array nodes."

"Your magic is like an insect that has fallen into a giant's labyrinth. It needs to find key nodes in the vast and empty passages and trigger them to light up."

"Slightly more advanced tests will also add traps to these points, making it impossible to detect anything wrong. If you accidentally light up the wrong spot, the puppet will be destroyed."

"Mint and the others are competing in a high-level version. This is not an interference-free confrontation. The magic of both sides can touch each other. If the control of magic is not precise, the magic flowing in the puppet's magic circle will get out of control."

Jiang Heyi swallowed.

With guidance from Ksha, the Slime King, and even the two members of the Sun Shower Squad who refused to leave after becoming spirits, Mint's combat skills improved by leaps and bounds.

Despite possessing magical powers but lacking practical combat skills, she was somehow trained into a genius who lived up to everyone's praise and realized her potential.

However, the time was still short. She had only spent a little over a year in the game, bridging the gap between reality and illusion, and interacting with Kesha.

In just one year, he battled Renée, who had become famous at the age of 10 and was surrounded by renowned teachers...

"Keep it up, Mint," he silently prayed.

The Mint doll is red, and the Renee doll is blue.

Neither of them touched the doll directly. They stood half a meter away from it, and wisps of magic power overflowed from their bodies, gathering into gurgling streams that flowed into the doll's body.

Just as Eleravi described, the magic plunged like a waterfall into the bottomless abyss, rushing and surging through the intricate network of rivers.

The high walls were cold and silent, the surroundings were shrouded in mist, and the torrent surged and rushed, with every fork in the road seeming like a gate leading to the right path.

Mint, wielding magic, rides the waves, navigating the torrents beneath her feet, darting left and right.

Magic acts as a sensory prong, keenly perceiving the subtle tremors within every discordant echo.

A dark, magical labyrinth, where purple lightning leaps and tears through the chaotic sky.

Suddenly, a magical force descended from the sky, carrying the chilling coldness of water-washed sword blades, clanging as it disappeared into the distant labyrinth.

Mint slammed on the brakes, feeling the sharpness and grandeur of navigating the maze, and clicked her tongue.

The referee sprayed a special magic potion on the field, causing the invisible magic to reveal its flowing trajectory.

Renee's magic surged like a rainbow, one beam reaching directly into the blue doll's body, while another seemed to be woven by an invisible giant spider, continuously extending and spreading across Mint.

The moment Mint focused her attention on the doll, she immediately began to multitask with her magic.

The speed was so fast, and the accuracy of the magic manipulation was so precise that even outsiders watching the threads could not see any dissipation or trembling.

Queen Jingxin rested her chin on her hand, her tone filled with amazement: "Every era has its own geniuses."

A 17-year-old child at level 7, many people would probably think that her foundation is not solid and that her magic control relies solely on her strength to make bricks fly.

Even high-level mages can understand how stable Renee's magic is.

With nodes densely distributed in the air like a woven net, layer upon layer, her opponents probably felt as if... the sky was about to collapse and dark clouds were pressing down.

Elaine couldn't help but praise: "A trickle of water converges into a mighty river. To be able to micro-manage to this extent is no longer just showing off skills."

"If making potions like a bartender is Mint's unique style, then this method of controlling magic can also be considered Renee's unique style."

After the two Level 9 speakers spoke, Jiang Heyi swallowed hard.

"Is this how the winner is decided?"

Elaevi gazed at the arena: "Mint wants to win, a little..."

"Ok?"

Mint emitted specks of blue light that permeated her body.

Its crystal-clear light twinkled like a sky full of stars.

Pure magic flowed out continuously, thick and viscous, causing Renee's spider web to sway and shake.

At the same time, Elaine and Jingxin both realized what Bohe wanted to do.

Mint, trapped in the maze, gritted her teeth at the relentless magic of Renee.

"Okay, then you play mine, and I'll play yours!"

"Let's move!"

Mint lingered in the maze with only a trace of magic, drawing all her mind and magic away from her body.

The change came unexpectedly; the magic of mint, like a rainbow piercing the sun, tore apart half of the spider web and struck Renee's blue doll directly.

Renee was also somewhat bewildered by this change. The doll, which had been progressing smoothly and had already connected several nodes, now had the scent of mint in its body, and it was still rampaging around!

Subdividing magic into smaller parts requires energy and subtle techniques.

How could a potion master who can make potions like walking a tightrope lack control over magic?

She simply lacks a systematic summary and techniques that are more suitable for her.

In terms of micro-management and operations, she is indeed not as good as Renee.

But if we're going to have a go, who's afraid of who!

Your magic is magic, but mine isn't?

Both sides' magic carries their own will.

Within the labyrinth, the most primal battle of the mages begins.

The magic of the two sides clashed like a head-on collision.

Rene's magic within the blue doll's body was focused, and without exerting her full strength, she couldn't suppress Mint's savage rampage—she had already destroyed several nodes, but fortunately, they could still be repaired.

Magic is the magician's weapon; a pure magical duel is like a close-quarters battle between warriors.

The magic circuits within the doll's body became the battlefield where the two clashed directly, amidst the howling wind and the clanging of metal.

They could both feel the intense fighting spirit within each other's magic, the scorching energy intertwining and swirling, then suddenly turning as chilling as a cold wind blowing across an icy plain, and annihilation descended.

It is clearly a collision of magic, yet it can be embodied in vivid individuals.

It felt like stepping back into the academy two years ago, where we competed fiercely in every subject of every magical school.

The aftershocks of the magic created ripples.

The magical potion dust, which had been flowing with magical energy, had long been burned away by the concentrated magic. The referee generously sprinkled it onto the field, allowing the "aftershocks" that vibrated like drumbeats to clearly seep into everyone's hearts.

The high-level magicians were so bored they had no mouth to drink.

"The duel between eighth-tier mages is almost over."

"But they're only at the seventh rank..."

"Two monsters."

No puppet could withstand the combined attacks of two powerful mages within its body; their immense energies clashed and intertwined dozens or even hundreds of times in every breath.

The resonance from the inside out shattered the doll's chest cavity, exposing and breaking the engraved magic circle.

Even the most expensive and durable materials can't withstand the monster's attacks.

Even without the medium of puppets, the pure magical struggle continues.

There are no tricks involved; it's just two bulls ramming each other, competing to see who has the stronger foundation.

"We won, right?" the jailer asked eagerly. "Renée's doll exploded!"

The unrestrained and mocking laughter came from a woman who looked somewhat like Renee.

"Take a good look at your red dolls."

Renee's calm and smug smile made her realize that something was wrong.

Almost simultaneously, both sides tacitly and gradually reduced their magic output, ending this contest that had spread from the puppet's body to the outside of the arena.

The red doll with mint leaves, its unadorned eyes already possess a hint of charm.

The magic she left inside the doll was quietly erased by Renee. In a moment of distraction, she took the initiative and opened up all the nodes of the magic circle.

“You’re not the only one who knows how to raid homes.” Renee smiled brightly.