T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

This design was preserved in the Candlelight version of the Proof of the Stars, also to ensure security.

After all, playing for yourself and letting other worlds play are two different things.

If you're not careful, you could lose your files, and that would be a serious problem.

Candlelight took a deep breath: "I've patched up a lot of vulnerabilities, but I can't help with permissions for now. We'll have to wait for it to cool down."

"The heroic spirits are coming." The jailer's mouth could fit two eggs.

"Stop calling, it's coming."

Orange Tea kicked him, and the jailer immediately calmed down.

Holola sensed the actions taken within the Proof of the Stars.

In this matter, candlelight is indeed at a disadvantage.

All that's needed is to destroy the Weaver, but she needs to use her limited opportunities to manipulate permissions on preventing vulnerabilities that the Weaver can exploit.

Offense is the best defense. Being naturally at a defensive disadvantage puts both the candlelight and the boundary between reality and illusion in a passive position.

"If I had known, I would have asked the teacher for the highest level of authority for this Stars Certificate before coming here, and just given it to administrators like Weaver of the Wind and Candlelight to block."

"Keep it up, everyone!"

Silently chanting, Holola landed at the Fuxian Gate in the Three Domes Land.

After experiencing the Black Sword Divine Punishment, everyone in the Fuxian Sect was filled with gloom and despair.

Regardless of whether they can obtain the immortal's wondrous methods, the immortals are clearly extremely dissatisfied with their recent performance in obtaining the Star Proof.

If it weren't for mercy, the black sword would likely have pierced through the body of the Fuxian Sect Master.

The seven-person team from Fuxian Sect responsible for conquering the Tower World was pulled into the main hall, knelt down, and swore an oath to strive for first place.

However, Black Sword remained unmoved, continuing to exert an oppressive aura that made their knees go weak.

"Why are you kneeling? You're not allowed to kneel!"

“A broken doll, and you dare to act like a god?”

Holola walked through the central courtyard of Fuxian Gate as if no one else was there, her figure flickering as if she were teleporting.

Those along the way only saw a fleeting afterimage, which vanished in the blink of an eye.

Only the high-ranking members of the Fuxian Sect gathered in the main hall sensed the immense spiritual energy emanating from Holola, an energy no less powerful than that of an immortal.

"Who are you, esteemed guest, daring to trespass upon the gates of our Fuxian Sect and even desecrate the immortals..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, the elder who had stood up suddenly spun around like a top, turning 180 degrees in mid-air before falling to the ground.

He received a solid slap on the cheek.

With this technique and force, the elder's head should have been severed from his body, but instead, he performed a diving act in a comical way.

"Besides, Zhifeng is an immortal, so I'll tell you to turn to the right."

The Fuxian Sect immediately fell silent.

We're all adults; nobody wants to spin around like a top in public.

Moreover, the person before them... seems to be no less powerful than an immortal!

Could it be a battle between immortals?

Thinking of this, the Fuxian Sect members in the main hall trembled, feeling as if they couldn't even speak properly.

Holola was pressed for time and had a heavy task, so she could only establish her authority in the simplest and most brutal way. The people of Fuxian Sect nodded like chickens pecking at rice. Satisfied, she drew the chief's black sword and threw it on the ground.

With a loud clang, the entire Fuxian Sect was so frightened that they all knelt down.

"Still kneeling?"

Everyone jolted awake and stood up abruptly.

"It is not the Wind Weaver Immortal kneeling, but you."

These words bordered on flattery.

Holola exclaimed, "This must be the kind of subordinate that some world leaders like the most, just like what our teacher was talking about."

"I'm in a hurry, I need to see Zhifeng, do you know where she is?"

Having operated the Three Domes for a long time, Zhifeng must have had his own plans.

Ordinary senses won't work if we want to find her exact hiding place.

If powerful tracking techniques are used... the spiritual energy of the Three Heavens Land will probably burn fiercely.

She could only find a vague location first, and then use the magic of [Woo] to conduct a thorough, sifting search.

Everyone in the Fuxian Sect swallowed hard.

Having already determined that this was a battle between immortals, how could they dare to easily get involved?

The sect leader of Fuxian Sect hid among the crowd, afraid of being called on to answer.

It's really strange. Why do Zhifeng and this newly arrived immortal both choose their Fuxian Sect as the leader and make them do this and that?

Is their feng shui really that good?

Indeed, an excellent sect is like gold, shining brightly wherever it is.

"If you don't answer, then I'll have no choice but to kill you all."

"Fairy!"

Everyone gasped in surprise.

“My immortal, this is your battle with the Wind Weaver, we…”

"The battle between immortals has always been like this," Holora emphasized. "You have no choice. If you don't help me, you'll die. If you want to play both sides, forget it."

Between dying early and dying late, the Fuxian Sect accepted its fate and revealed a valley that its elders frequently visited.

He secretly prayed that the two damned immortals would fight each other and both die.

Holora has mastered many kinds of magic, but she has little talent for mental magic.

Even with the patient instruction of the teacher's teacher, I still only learned the basics.

However, she had her own ways of dealing with these people.

"Come on, come with me."

The elders of the Fuxian Sect stared at each other, wide-eyed.

"Where are you going?"

“Let’s go to the place you’re talking about,” Holora laughed. “I’m not going to believe you just because you say so. What if it’s not true?”

"How dare we deceive the immortals!"

"That's hard to say. Maybe you're thinking it would be best if we both died, or maybe you'd trick me into leaving and call Zhifeng over?"

"Don't worry, as long as you're telling the truth, I can guarantee your safety," Holora promised with a smile.

Chapter 514 The Consequences of Being Too Real

Jiang Heyi felt unexpectedly light and agile, with his movement speed, spellcasting speed, and perception all improved.

Holding my breath and concentrating, I watched Zhifeng's every move as if it were in slow motion.

Even with my eyes closed, I can still picture the surrounding environment in my mind.

Every move of the people at the boundary between the virtual and the real world is clearly visible.

The sensation of French fries is particularly peculiar.

Her fingers clenched and then relaxed, her joints making a soft popping sound.

You can feel the blood rushing through your veins, and each heartbeat is like a war drum, pushing surging energy to every part of your body.

The blade in his hand was as light as a feather, as if it had completely lost its weight.

An unprecedented surge of power was burning fiercely within her!

Candlelight emphasized: "Matching the correct historical strength will also have an impact on you."

"This setting needs to be changed in conjunction with the [Game Realism] settings; what you are playing now is the real-world version."

"What?"

"It means that everything you have in the game is what you get!" Candlelight said. "Right now, you are at the level of someone who hasn't reached level 9 yet!"

"The version of Proof of the Stars that you are playing has always been a weakened version; this is the version that my masters are familiar with."

The wind howled.

"Candlelight, do you think freezing high-level privileges will stop me?!"

“I can’t stop anything else, but you’re trying to use the rules to suppress me. You can’t do that within a day.”

The wind and the candlelight are essentially one.

The two share the same Stars of Proof administrator identity.

After Candlelight modified the high-level permissions, it self-froze, causing both parties to only be able to use the administrator permissions they last used – for farming monsters.

The monster materials for the Stars of Proof are incredibly diverse.

There are over 300 records for Heroic Spirits alone.

Some of these individuals even exist in both youth and old age forms.

The candlelight could probably guess what the wind was thinking.

Heroic Spirits are all the best in their respective worlds, many of them being overlords who dominated an era, top-tier specialists whose unique fields are unmatched.

In the era in which they existed, geniuses were merely the minimum requirement to even see them.

Their strength is undeniable and can be seen as a hallmark of an era.

Weaver Wind's hand speed was fast enough that she had already completed the deployment of the first Heroic Spirit.

[Demon Lord]: Ettore Marin

Among the fragments of memory lost by the candlelight was the monster material library of the stars.

Many of the backstories of the units cannot be directly learned in the game; they only exist in the minds of the administrators, allowing them to adjust the game's pace and add or remove side quests at any time.

Therefore, when asked about the boundary between reality and illusion, she could only shake her head, indicating that she knew nothing.

The good news is that, most likely, Zhifeng is also unaware of this.

Her method of selecting heroic spirit units was probably based on whose name was more prestigious.

As long as you're assertive enough, you can't go wrong with your choice.

After all, her immediate priority was to find a powerful enough Heroic Spirit to delay the pace of the attack on her from the boundary between reality and illusion, and thus escape the damned blockade.

Zhong Zemo took the lead, carrying his shield as he charged forward.

As a shield guard, he must step forward when he is unsure of the opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

This was a battle that could not be lost, and all the elemental spirits that Orange Tea could name shouted out and were all deployed.

The jailer even comes with two skeleton guards, clinging to the shield—don't worry about how much physical damage they can absorb, they're useful anyway!

The Demon Lord was a sinister and deep-set young man with black hair. He took a deep breath.

The elemental shield attached to the squid shattered, and its bones turned to ashes in an instant.

The four primal beings, not far away, felt dizzy and their magical power was involuntarily dissipating.

The Demon Lord's sucking continued, and the invisible magic power transformed into tangible threads as he inhaled, continuously flowing into his body.

Even though Jiang Heyi, the Four Primal Bodies, and the jailer brother stubbornly guarded their magic power, they still couldn't resist the palpitations that seemed to invade the depths of their souls.

Warriors and believers are unaffected; his spells only work on mages!

Orange Tea turned around abruptly, looking at the candlelight protecting Chen Shaoyu behind her, and said urgently.

"You're grinding monsters too!"