T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

"You're right, but the Dream Lords are a guild that can be easily defeated by a random, unpredictable attack, like a 30-man solo run."

Amidst the commotion, a sparrow engulfed in flames slowly appeared on the projection.

"Why is it blocking the center of the projection?"

Is it a bug?

"Where's the administrator? Admin, please help!"

The fiery sparrow transformed into a ring of fire, and in the center of the ring, a disc-like object gradually appeared.

The pointer of the burning flames finally settled on a blurry black shadow.

At the same time, the same voice echoed in the ears of the players in the competition.

"Stars [Reversed]"

"Starlight has illuminated an unknown destiny..."

"【Shadow of Nightmares】has been added."

"Be careful, night is about to fall."

Under the gazes of the players, a mixture of doubt and shock, the bright midday sun was veiled by a shadow, and boundless darkness surged from all directions toward the center of the sky.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, while the starlight is dim.

In an instant, the sun and moon changed.

Jiang Heyi quickly looked down at the system notification bar, but found no useful information, only the words "[Shadow of Nightmare] Trial" displayed.

"what!"

The bed, which had been excitedly racing shadows as night fell, suddenly slammed on the brakes and hopped backward like a rabbit.

Following the direction she pointed, a figure walking slowly came into view.

He covered his face with his hands, making it impossible to see his features.

It sounded like sobbing? Faint cries lingered in the air.

A familiar image subconsciously popped into Zhong Zemo's mind: "Witch?"

The prison guard was eager to try: "Is there any way to charge up a big fireball and headshot someone instantly?"

Jiang Heyi rubbed his eyes. Was it just his imagination? Why did he see the staggering figure as if he were seeing a double image?

The next second, he was stunned to see a phantom "fall" out of the body.

The perfectly synchronized movements suddenly became flawed. As the movement progressed, the phantom surpassed the original, swaying and approaching the boundary between reality and illusion at a speed one or two seconds ahead of the original.

It was almost like a soul separated from its body, pulling at a soulless shell...

The change happened in an instant. The spirit body, ten meters away from the boundary between reality and illusion, changed shape without warning. After turning into an amorphous black mist, it trembled violently and in the blink of an eye transformed into a fierce tiger that pounced straight at Zhong Zemo.

"A hallucination?" Zhong Zemo murmured, but the giant shield in his hand made a loud "bang".

The powerful force made Zhong Zemo's whole body go numb. He subconsciously made a pushing motion, trying to disrupt the opponent's center of gravity and break the attack.

But this force pushed through empty air.

By the time he squinted and finally saw the monster towering above him amidst the shouts of the others, he was drenched in sweat.

The tiger's neck stretched nearly 5 meters, winding its way over the giant shield, hovering in the air and looking down at Zhong Zemo.

Its neck was as thin as a noodle, resembling the mythical flying head demon, while its fierce and majestic tiger head transformed once again into an amorphous black mist.

Not far away, the weeping figure still covered its face, emitting faint sobs.

Wait a minute

Chapter 63 First Kill Nightmare

Is the phantom a spirit?

However, Zhong Zemo's giant shield made solid physical contact with it.

Without being enchanted, it cannot directly attack ethereal spirits.

That's the physical entity?

But how could a physical entity pass through its shield like a wisp of smoke, constantly transforming and rushing straight to the back of the group, like Orange Tea?

Damn it, why are the monsters in the guild battle also targeting Orange Tea first?!

The phantom had transformed into a giant owl with a wingspan of two meters. It screeched as it glided over the heads of the crowd, its sharp claws slashing straight at Orange Tea's face.

"White Bone Escorts!"

The jailer chose the skeleton from the three options of [Death Followers] and it was precisely generated in front of Orange Tea.

With a powerful swipe of its claws, the skeletal squire's head shattered, but it still managed to slow down the owl's attack with its "flesh."

Jiang Heyi lunged forward, tumbling to the side with the orange tea in her arms.

He could feel the powerful wind whipped up by the giant claws as they swept across his head, and a chill ran from his head to his heels, making him shudder.

Everything happens in a flash of lightning.

If they are even a fraction of a second slower, the flavored orange tea will turn into flavored orange black tea.

Jiang Heyi and the prison guard exchanged a glance.

"Crucial enough."

"That's so responsible!"

Eyes can speak volumes.

Of course, there was another contributor.

The elemental shield of the four primal beings was predicted to fall in advance. At that time, the giant owl was just passing over everyone's heads, but he was able to guess it and release it one step ahead.

At this moment, he released another light element shield, this time targeting himself.

Perhaps due to excessive nervousness, or perhaps due to the observer effect, his judgment was flawed this time.

The giant owl transformed again in mid-air, turning into a giant bell that crashed to the ground. The unlucky Zhong Zemo, because he was holding a giant shield, was unable to escape and was precisely trapped inside.

On the surface of the clock, a gaping maw, now filled with sharp teeth, slowly opened. A scarlet tongue suddenly shot out and lashed out like a whip, striking the shield of the Primal, causing it to stagger backward and shatter.

"fries!"

The Light Element Shield isn't just used by Jailer Bro and the Four Primal Bodies; Jiang Heyi can also use it.

Surrounded by light, the original-flavored fries unleashed her [Desperate Measures] skill without hesitation, converting her elemental shield into power.

Instead of moving aside, she charged straight at the tongue that was already flying in mid-air. Just before making contact, she slightly turned her body and activated [Bloodlust Frenzy] again.

The stacking effect from cutting down slimes has disappeared; to stack it again, you have to hurt yourself.

Considering that every hit deals true damage after the Stars of Proof shield disappears, I was very careful with my Original Fries.

His tongue grazed her left arm, and the throbbing pain from the bloodied arm ignited the [Bloodlust Frenzy] buff.

With his back to the wall and a bloodthirsty frenzy, the long knife in Original Fries' hand leaps with a chilling crimson.

Trapped inside the bronze bell, Zhong Zemo is being torn apart by fleshy buds covered in sharp teeth that are constantly extending from the inner wall.

White, 0 quality, this dispensable piece of armor did its best until the very last second, then shattered into pieces.

Just as he was about to sacrifice his giant shield to achieve a breakthrough within the [Flawless Shield], gusts of wind rushed in from above, making his long golden hair disheveled.

The top of the clock was cut off, and its ever-changing phantom image became blurred.

"Awesome, fries!" The jailer couldn't help but shout, showcasing his expertise in creating a lively atmosphere.

As the phantom distorted and dissipated into the night sky, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"careful!"

Almost at the same instant it vanished, another phantom materialized.

Its sharp claws ripped straight at the original flavor fries. Jiang Heyi reacted quickly, releasing a shield for himself and holding the short knife to his chest, using both his body and weapon to block and protect the original flavor fries.

An attack launched when everyone mistakenly thought the assault was over and let their guard down was particularly deadly; even the plain fries couldn't react.

Jiang Heyi was knocked backward by the sharp claws that fell from the sky, crashing into Original Flavor Fries, and the two of them tumbled out.

The returning phantom attacked in the form of a robust werewolf, but its body was covered with yellowish-green, highly decaying tentacles, and its shell was ashen white as if it had been soaked in preservative solvent for a long time.

"What the hell? Can't you kill him?!"

Facing the roaring tentacle werewolf, Zhong Zemo gritted his teeth.

Their response was flawless, perfectly blending individual skill with teamwork, and their all-out attack with the original flavor fries was truly astonishing.

But why can it be resurrected?!

Within the boundary between reality and illusion, the only one who did not participate in the battle was the one who wandered outside the battle circle through the [Shadow Rift] and finally climbed a big tree to overlook the entire battlefield.

She always kept in mind the responsibility assigned to her by Jiang Heyi: "Don't join the group unless absolutely necessary."

The boundary between reality and illusion requires someone who constantly operates outside the team, taking care of unexpected situations outside the battleground for everyone.

At the same time, because she was not involved in the fighting, she was able to better and more calmly assess the entire situation.

The woman in the blankets had witnessed the entire battle and had inwardly applauded Jiang Heyi and the others several times.

In her opinion, the actions of these top players were absolutely brilliant. They covered for each other, took turns firing, and everyone was making their mark. But the phantom seemed to have infinite life, and it came back with a vengeance...

The damage must have been sufficient, as evidenced by the shattered light particles. So why are new phantoms still appearing?

The faint, mosquito-like sobbing beside her ear made the woman in bed open her eyes wide. She abruptly turned to look at the body in the distance, ignored by everyone due to the chaos of the battle.

She floated down, her feet treading on shadows as she sped towards them.

This human body showed no reaction to the outside world; even with the blankets close to him, he still covered his face with his hands and wept.

He pulled out a dagger from under the covers and forcefully stabbed it into the throat of the weeping body.

The shadowy figure in the distance let out a shrill scream. In that instant, the woman in the blanket felt as if a claw was scratching deep inside her mind.

She became desperate, drew her dagger, and ignoring the blood spraying like a fountain onto her face, plunged it into the heart of her body.

The phantom twisted and deformed in mid-air. As the dagger spun around in the blanket, shattering the heart, it too vanished like grains of sand into the night wind.

"【The sealed bed has not returned yet】Shatter the nightmare and gain 100 points."

"Slay the nightmare first and gain an extra 50 points."

The system's points notification has spoiled the plot.

It's over. There won't be a revival round this time.

"I grabbed the blankets; you saved this family!"

The others, who were already finding it difficult to deal with the phantom, rushed over and rubbed her like they would orange tea.

"Wow... it's all thanks to the pros. If they hadn't shown the phantom information, I wouldn't have been able to watch so leisurely."

She felt unworthy of the gift, but seeing the smile on Orange Tea's face, she immediately felt relieved.

This feeling... is really good.

Being praised by big shots can be addictive.

Chapter 64 Leading by a Distance

The representation of the boundary between reality and illusion is somewhat unsatisfactory.

The overwhelming victory that the audience expected did not materialize; instead, they witnessed their clumsy struggle against the Shadow of Nightmare.

"Is this the number one PVE guild that's been touted as for so long? They haven't even started PVP yet, and they're already struggling without gear and level."

"The commander is no good either; his judgment is terrible, and he doesn't even realize what the monster's true form is."

Since they were already at odds, the person in charge of the dream world naturally wouldn't miss any opportunity to make sarcastic remarks.

Moreover, they are not the only ones who are unhappy with the boundary between the real and the virtual.

It's rare to have a team fight where they have an advantage, and the voices that were previously hidden suddenly erupted.

"However, even the guilds that were ahead in the temple conquest have suffered setbacks."