T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The identity of the metasequoia could not be revealed, and Jiang Heyi only replied with four words.

"No comment."

Without waiting for the Grelian family's consent, Mint immediately asked Kurien for the communication magic device that directly connected to the Falling Star Sea.

“Renée is one of us in the Grelian family. How she should be treated should be decided by us!”

"Shut up!" The usually cold-faced French Fries bristled. "Without us, Renee would already be a corpse. The fact that you still have a chance to be saved is a gift we're giving you."

"What right do a bunch of people who deserted at the first sign of trouble have to point fingers? We've already given you enough face by letting you wait here as family members. If you say another word, get out!"

Kurien recorded everything this time.

I love watching these old folks get so angry, yet they don't know how to refute them.

The key issue is that they cannot retaliate against the boundary between the real and virtual worlds unless they want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Queen Mirrorheart.

Mint's tearful plea for help tightened the heart of Metasequoia, who had just arrived at Falling Star Sea.

With Jingxin's help, she returned under the cover of night and arrived at Anna Palace at dawn.

"mom!"

Seeing this, Mint pounced on her. All night long, Renee's body was like a deflated balloon, slowly draining away no matter how much vitality she put in.

"I know everything. He's your friend, right? Leave him to me."

Chapter 404 Perverted Scum

The water cypress's identity was mysterious; among the mental magic masters known to Grelian, there was no one like her. Just as he was about to ask her something, Jingxin appeared.

The return of the Lord of the Fallen Star Sea created a subtle atmosphere at the scene.

"she is my friend."

A simple, unassuming sentence silenced the people of Grelian.

They knew a great deal about the magical world of Ana, but very little about the sea.

Inside the main hall, Metasequoia placed her hand on Renee's forehead.

Mint stared at her with some anxiety.

After a long while, the dawn redwood opened its eyes: "The evil spirits are stirring."

"what?"

The dawn redwood said, "A powerful and gifted body, but a weak consciousness, has found the perfect host and wants to break free from my cage and regain its freedom."

Mint swallowed hard. "Mom... why don't you go back?"

"What, you're not going to save Renee?"

Metasequoia's wicked interrogation left Mint in a dilemma for a moment.

Seeing that she was struggling to make a decision and her lips were trembling, the sapwood smiled mischievously.

"The demons won't escape so easily. Even if that day comes, the Abyss Eye at the boundary between the real and the virtual can still inflict effective damage on me."

"Now, tell me what happened, in more detail."

Mint described what had happened again, and Metasequoia pondered for a moment before gently stroking Renee's forehead once more.

“She wasn’t mistaken, and it wasn’t an illusion.” Metasequoia looked around meaningfully. “There are many, many people here watching her.”

Jiang Heyi, who followed them into the hall, explained: "The jailer is a necromancer. He confirmed that there is no spiritual activity."

"It is not a simple spirit as you understand it."

The dawn redwood gently touched everyone's foreheads.

"Come on, open your eyes and take a look now."

As the hazy mist dissipated, Jiang Heyi, French Fries, and Mint trembled violently.

The hall glowed with an eerie light and was filled with spirits whose expressions were both cold and fanatical.

They crowded around Renee's bed, layer upon layer, and even in mid-air, several pale-faced individuals with tattered bodies floated.

Like a mist, ethereal yet lifelike, as if still alive.

"Sweet knowledge."

"A satisfying sweetness."

"This child smells so good."

"Want to eat."

"Want to eat!"

The spirit easily passed through everyone's bodies, attempting to touch Renee's body, but was blocked by the faint white light emanating from her skin.

The light flickered like a candle flame, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if it might go out at any moment.

Jiang Heyi didn't understand: "What exactly is this? If it's a spirit, it doesn't make sense... it doesn't make sense that we can't sense it. Spirits are also energy bodies."

Metasequoia sighed: "Some extremely powerful souls do not completely dissipate after death; fragments of their consciousness will accumulate in magic and condense into special crystals."

"In reality, these people are dead. If the sea of ​​consciousness, as hypothesized by the magical community, exists, they would undoubtedly return to dust. However, the 'information' that dissipated at the time of their death has been preserved by certain carriers in reality."

"It's like a photographic scroll, capturing a fragment of their lives."

The metasequoia stood at the head of Renee's bed, its body radiating a soft halo that enveloped her.

The surrounding spirits were pushed back repeatedly by the light barrier.

"Want to eat."

"Want to eat!"

"Her knowledge is delicious!"

A commotion erupted inside the main hall.

"All the spirits here are fragments of the souls of powerful magicians from history that were copied onto paper."

"They have no consciousness, only instinct."

"And a magician's strongest instinct is often..."

The fries murmured, "The thirst for knowledge."

"Indeed, Renee, whose consciousness was disordered, became the target of this group of knowledge wanderers. They couldn't wait to tear apart Renee's last shred of sanity, enter the depths of her consciousness, and devour all the knowledge she possessed."

"By then, Renee will forget everything, become a baby, or a fool."

Jiang Heyi wondered, "How could Bohe know nothing about this? Has no one in history ever fallen into a coma due to a serious injury and experienced a similar event?"

The dawn redwood sighed helplessly, "The remaining fragments of consciousness are very sensitive to their environment. Under normal circumstances, they will quickly turn to ashes, unless..."

Mint's eyes widened: "They're trapped in the unstable magic of the spatial rift!"

Nearly a hundred spirits floated, swallowing non-existent saliva.

Even though the metasequoia trees blocked Renee's way, they could still instinctively sense her "deliciousness."

"Considering that there are very few people who can freely enter and exit spatial rifts, and that the condition is that their consciousness is disordered, Renee may have drawn out all the spirits that have been lingering in that space for decades or hundreds of years."

Like a shark smelling blood, or a lost traveler seeing the light of a distant lighthouse.

Metasequoia explained, "This is a deduction I made based on information leaked by the evil spirits, and I believe it is very close to the truth."

Demons are peculiar life forms born from the world's consciousness within the tide of magic, and may very well be directly connected to consciousness itself. Therefore, Metasequoia intuitively believes that what she says is the truth.

"So, once these spirits vanish into nothingness, Renee will wake up?" Mint breathed a sigh of relief.

To everyone's surprise, the metasequoia shook its head: "No, you need to wake her up yourself."

……

……

Thunder exploded.

Renee woke up with a start; her hands were icy cold, and the slippery touch made her tremble all over.

She slowly moved her gaze downwards.

With its chubby little tail and broad head, it rested on its own lap, its tail slightly curled up, hugging its body tightly, "asleep" without moving.

Renee was breathing heavily, her "hoarse" sounds like a giant beast lurking in the shadows at night, a heavy sound that would send chills down the spine of anyone who approached.

She rubbed the little tail that would never react again, and large tears fell from its eyes.

It felt like... a very long dream.

I dreamed of growing up, of living the life of an adult.

I also dreamed of a new friend... though I don't know if she would consider me a friend.

In just a moment of distraction, ten years of her life rushed by, and in a deep breath, she returned to the starting point of everything.

"Go away!"

When her parents tried to say something, Renee yelled angrily and stubbornly dug a hole in the yard, burying her childhood.

Without a word, she walked through the corridor back to her room on the second floor and slammed the door shut.

She didn't want to think about anything; her whole body ached.

Lying in bed, Renee couldn't help but think.

"If it wasn't just my imagination, how wonderful it would be if everything I just saw was reality."

"When I grow up... no one can control me anymore."

"Go wherever you want, do whatever you want."

"Little tail..."

As she pondered this, Renee curled up into a ball.

"Cough cough."

The sudden coughing in the room startled Renee so much that she jumped off the bed like a rabbit.

She looked closely at the back of the desk, where a well-dressed, gentlemanly man smiled as he swiveled his chair to face her and slowly stood up.

"Why, are you wronged?"

“Düsseldorf… teacher.”

Renee quickly wiped away her tears. In front of her most respected teacher, she didn't want the other person to see her pathetic side.

Düssel moved a chair and sat down in front of the bed.

"I saw."

"..."

“I know what you’re thinking.” Dussel’s lips curled into a smile. “You want to leave here, don’t you?”

Renee looked up, her eyes filled with urgency.

"But you must understand that if you leave the Grelian family, you will no longer be the lofty Grelian genius, but just an outstanding magician with exceptional talent waiting to be realized."

"You will no longer have a comfortable life, you can no longer be waited on hand and foot, and no one will serve and take care of you."

"On the contrary, you may have to accommodate and serve others."

"Can you accept this without any complaints?"

Renee paused, a flicker of hesitation crossing her sea-blue eyes, but quickly she nodded vigorously.

"You need to think this through. Making this decision means that Renee of Grelian will disappear from the world. You will have to start over with a completely different, unknown name."

Renee nodded.

“As your teacher, I understand how you feel, but I must emphasize…” Dussel smiled, “I’m helping you at the risk of breaking with Grelian, so… you must trust me completely, obey all my orders, and never doubt or hesitate.”

Renee did not nod.

She pressed her hand to her forehead, and something kept emerging from the depths of her mind, sending a chill through her body and making her tremble involuntarily.

It's clearly summer, but it's so cold it feels like winter.