Looking towards the guild stronghold in Saint Helena, the entire group at the boundary between reality and illusion tilted their heads in confusion.

If you're not a guy, why are you here to help us?

Is this proof of the stars?

Is it a fantasy world of swords and magic?

Why did the people of Saint Helena dig countless trenches in their own stronghold?

To reiterate, players in Saint Helena who manage to reach level 18 amidst a multitude of enemies possess formidable strength and abundant resources.

Therefore, the guild stronghold in Saint Helena was actually built with three layers, one more than the boundary between the real and the virtual.

But it's incomprehensible that they used these resources to build trenches.

The entire third floor is a trench.

The first floor is a trench exposed to the scorching heat, a trench littered with rotting zombies.

The second floor is a trench that was flooded with torrential rain.

The third floor is equipped with powerful fire elemental items, causing the trenches to burn fiercely inside and out. Anyone fighting here needs to be equipped with elemental resistance items.

The allied forces adopted the same offensive tactics as the Green Embroidery City Legion Commander.

Powerful mages banded together, arrayed themselves, and launched a gradual bombardment, thoroughly cleaning the trenches before sending out elite warriors for close combat.

Judging from the scene...

Nong Ya said it was a cyber battle, and Jiang Heyi had no objection.

In the pouring rain, countless warriors marched swiftly forward under the orders of the allied forces commander.

The magicians behind them projected all the speed-enhancing blessings into the arena, allowing them to move with incredible agility, their feet barely touching the ground.

The number of players on the Saint Helena side was insufficient. Although they had the bonus provided by the guild stronghold, they were thrown into disarray by the massive number of warriors.

There was no sense of teamwork; they were acting like headless flies, each fighting their own battle.

Fortunately, this is a game; otherwise, the current rate of collapse would be enough to reduce the organization level of most armies in reality to zero.

Nong Ya sighed: "They've been recruiting commanders recently, specializing in PVP and large-scale battles, and they're offering high salaries in real life."

"How tall?"

"It used to be 10 a month, and you'd get bonuses if you played well. Now I estimate it'll double."

Everyone was stunned.

This is when the real fire starts to burn.

The strategy, dubbed the "Fringe Between Reality and Illusion" by players, has become mainstream. Whoever can stabilize guild output in the last month will have more room for error.

These days, all the top guilds are on high alert, guarding their strongholds for fear of any mishaps.

Now, Saint Helena, a guild with excellent PVE performance, is being brutally beaten in PVP.

As a result, the guild's stronghold was on the verge of collapse, and mineral production ceased, which in turn affected their efforts to climb the Tower World rankings.

Putting aside the fact that the world rankings in the Tower of Trials affect profit sharing and involve tangible rewards, being bullied like this, everyone would probably feel so angry that they'd suffer internal injuries all day long.

"It's lucky that the city hasn't fallen after all this fighting."

The jailer couldn't help but send a message in the chat.

European players have been watching Cyber ​​Wars for a long time and are making jokes about it.

"First time watching?"

"It's not good luck, it's just that Saint Helena has plenty of resources."

"lol, as expected, it's the same routine again, here we go."

As the two layers of trenches were breached and the main Allied forces advanced towards the third layer, an eerie white mist descended from the sky, enveloping the entire area like a thin veil.

The allied forces seemed to have been prepared for this.

Aside from a few hot-headed fools who couldn't retreat in time and died on the spot, the main force of the allied forces successfully avoided the death fog and withdrew from the stronghold.

The Tetracodile asked curiously, "What happened?"

Nong Ya smiled and explained to him, "It's a guild collectible called 'Rotten Jade'."

At the boundary between the real and the virtual world lies a strange box of flesh and blood, and Saint Helena also obtained a peculiar [Rotten Jade] from a wandering merchant.

It also requires blood and flesh to nourish it. Once the number of deaths reaches a certain standard, depending on the value of the materials fed to the player, a poisonous fog will be released throughout the stronghold.

Potions with toxin resistance and Divine Blessing have their effects halved while the Corrupted Jade is active.

Having withstood the attack once and realized its power, the allied forces retreated immediately whenever they saw the death fog descend.

Orange Tea lightly scratched her cheek with her fingertips: "The collection was activated and the offensive retreated. It was a great deal."

Nong Ya chuckled dryly, “It’s very expensive. The Corrupted Jade eats people indiscriminately, so you need to resist and accumulate flesh and blood first. The dead Saint Helena members must be freed from their weakness if they want to immediately join the battlefield, and freeing from weakness requires money.”

"To feed the corrupted jade and make it exert greater power, one cannot be stingy; this is also burning money."

"Burning resources once can only guarantee 12 hours of safety in the game, which is just enough to upgrade the flesh threshold of the corrupted jade."

"To defend all day, you have to eat 4 times in one round of the game."

Endless loop.

The members of the Saint Helena Guild who did not attempt to conquer the Tower World were all kidnapped by Rotten Jade.

This tool that feeds on the dead also feeds on the "essence and blood" of the living.

Players who do not participate in trench warfare must obtain as many valuable materials as possible to feed the greedy creature.

The woman in the blanket clicked her tongue and said, "There are advantages to getting ashore early. If we only start building our base now..."

In today's fiercely competitive world of Tajikistan, the prevailing view is that destroying someone else's stronghold is tantamount to paving the way for one's own victory.

Zhong Zemo watched the trench warfare with a heavy heart, and his immersion in the battle made him feel even more depressed. He felt even more strongly that Jiang Heyi had done an excellent job of picking the stick and ruthlessly crushing it.

Since then, no one has dared to cause trouble at the border between the virtual and real worlds.

The top leaders in various countries are unwilling to fight to the death over the boundary between the virtual and the real.

Everyone is worried about one thing.

What if Jiang Heyi goes crazy and rushes up to self-destruct with the belief that he can give up the Tower World, but he must die?

Who dares to bet?

Anyway, the Korean guilds teamed up, but in the end they lost the gamble and got thoroughly humiliated.

To this day, in Korean gaming communities, names that blur the lines between reality and virtuality are taboo words; mentioning them always triggers a reaction.

But the boundary between reality and illusion is either in victory or on the path to victory, with frequent good news, leaving them with no way to avoid it.

As a testament to the stars, it tries every means to bypass reports about the boundary between reality and illusion, but it always fails to do so.

If I publish the news, I'll get criticized by players in my own country.

If I don't post it, I'll get criticized by another group of people.

Selective serving, mixed doubles.

He's caught in the middle, neither side.

Nong Ya also admired Jiang Heyi's courage and vision.

When the guild's stronghold was full of risky information, they dared to go all-in on the boundary between reality and illusion without hesitation, remaining steadfast.

They deserve to enjoy the benefits of being pioneers.

Feeling the slightly admiring gazes of those around him, Jiang Heyi was thinking about something else entirely.

Saint Helena's main PVE skills are excellent, and she can definitely go further, solidify her ranking, and become a top contender to defeat Weaving Wind.

"Nongya, are you acquainted with the president of Saint Helena?"

Nong Ya replied: "I know him in real life. His family is very wealthy, and his personality is a bit... in your words, old aristocratic, a bit awkward."

"However, he is excellent to his subordinates. No one in the guild dislikes him; he is considered a very qualified leader."

"There will be rewards for playing well, and encouragement for playing poorly."

"We will not implement a bottom-ranking elimination system; instead, we will assign people to different groups based on their abilities."

He believes that if capable people are misplaced, it should be the manager's responsibility, not the subordinate's problem.

"He manages the Saint Helena Thousand-Man Guild very well."

"The Cyber ​​War has lasted so long, and he only punished the commander because the fighting was really ugly."

He sounds like a person with a lot of personality.

"While we're still online, tell us about him; maybe we can help him."

Chapter 505 "Military Aid" from the Boundary Between Reality and Illusion

Nonya is a very unique presence in the StarCraft gaming community in France.

In the early stages, I bet on the boundary between reality and illusion, debated with various players on the European server, and made bets out of spite.

A desperate gambler might spend their last coin to return to the table, which looks impressive, but they're likely to lose everything.

Ke Nongya won the bet.

The unassuming guild, Virtual Boundary, embarked on a legendary journey of either winning or on its way to winning.

From the World Championship qualifiers to the Tower World Championship variant.

For more than half a year, everything went smoothly, and he gained both fame and fortune both online and offline.

Even within the guild, successful internal pairings resulted, making outsiders extremely envious and declaring them winners in life.

Especially in the quilt room, upon learning that Zhong Zemo had been rescued, a large number of players on the foreign server were heartbroken and devastated.

"She is someone who knows how to seize opportunities."

This is how many players describe Nongya.

I made contact with the boundary between the virtual and real worlds offline, got to know the community, and eventually got the opportunity to explain the Tower World specifically for the boundary between the virtual and real worlds.

Shrewdness is like a label sewn onto her, impossible to shake off.

When discussing it in the European server community, the phrase "making her presence known" is always mentioned, as if she has been calculating her own path to success since the server opened.

As the leader of the Heroic Spirits of Saint Helena, the Black Sword Guardian always scoffs at these remarks.

A utilitarian person will always assume that others are also utilitarian.

Even if you asked them to speak up for the boundary between the virtual and real worlds in the early stages of the game, risking hundreds of negative comments and being hunted down in the game, no one would have done it.

No one has been able to replicate Nongya's successful path. Is it because they don't like it?

It's not surprising that those who support him often find themselves in a favorable position; what started as mere argument gradually develops into genuine affection.

Looking at Nong Ya, who had been teleported to his front, the Black Sword Guardian's thoughts twisted into another sentence.

What I originally wanted to say, "Long time no see," turned into...

"To use the words of the boundary between the real and the virtual, you've gone from a baguette to a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). It's rare to see you reminiscing about your homeland and coming back to see old friends."

After saying that, he realized he had been too resentful.

Lately, things in the guild have been so frustrating that Black Sword Guardian is seething with anger.

People are always like this; they need to maintain a certain image and restrain themselves even with people they're not close to.

When I meet someone I'm on good terms with, I let my guard down.

"That tone...you might as well hold a cat and say to me, 'I know your business is huge,' followed by, 'You won't even call me Lord Black Sword.'"

The seven-man Black Sword Guardian team should have entered the Tower World to compete for the top spot at this time, but the guild triggered the Corrupted Jade again, forcing him to wait and see.

"Your schedule doesn't match ours."

"I came to check out the excitement since it's almost time to log off."

"Watching the excitement..."

The Black Sword Guardian's lips twitched, and the remaining six elite warriors of the Saint Helena Tower world also felt ashamed.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like