T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Not far away, Plain Fries, despite its battered and bruised body, is also still fighting.

She was caught off guard and her left arm was left bloody and limp, hanging down.

With her still-functioning right hand, she used a knife to parry the spiked club held by the half-dragon man. With each blow, she would lose her balance and stagger.

The disparity in strength was too great; all they could do was defend.

She was swaying precariously, seemingly about to collapse at any moment.

Faced with him already on the verge of death, Khorne's chosen one couldn't resist the temptation to strike. He raised his spiked club high above his head, intending to kill him with a single blow.

"Thank you for hitting me so hard..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in Original Fries' eyes, and a sharp glint of a knife appeared.

In her ultimate state, [Desperate Stand] did not strike the enemy in front of her. Instead, she deliberately created an opening, prompting the opponent to use a bolder attack method, thus giving way to reveal her defenseless back.

A heavy blow struck, breaking the knife that held the original-flavor fries and killing the person.

The blessing effect of "burning one's boats" made this near-death blow shine like a rainbow piercing the sun, its bright light illuminating the cave as if it were daytime.

Wherever the blade's energy reached, ravines and gullies appeared.

"Boss!"

The person who had previously mentioned the tongue twister "[gun, horse, network card, deaf]" rushed forward without hesitation to block it with their own body.

The shield was easily shattered, and his body, which had merged with the light, first split in two and then vanished with the wind.

But his efforts were effective; the power of the desperate situation was greatly reduced.

In a fleeting moment, after exchanging blows with Jiang Heyi, the canned instant food narrowly escaped being torn apart by the fierce energy.

The final ripples from the original-flavor fries were incredibly powerful, causing fine cracks to appear on the Crystal Witch's barrier, prompting her to slowly stand up.

Having understood the original flavor fries' intention, Jiang Heyi did not retreat but advanced, heading towards the desperate path left by her "death message".

Having instinctively dodged the blade, Jiang Heyi extended his left hand, but the sharp energy tore through his flesh, and his severed arm fell to the ground.

The worse the condition, the stronger the power. As the skill with the highest potential among the initial skills of a martial arts style, self-harm is a must-learn skill.

In most cases, players only suffer minor scrapes.

But Jiang Heyi only had one chance to strike.

Since the chances of escaping are slim, let's "go all out"!

"I won't let you release him!"

As a top-tier berserker player, Kaiguan Yishi understood Jiang Heyi's tactics and, instead of retreating, advanced, launching himself forward.

The tall body slammed solidly into Jiang Heyi's body, which was still in the process of swaying back to the water. The blade that Jiang Heyi was holding tightly fell to the ground due to the pain.

The attack has been successfully countered; the outcome is decided...

A tingling sensation spreads from the chest and abdomen, ready to be eaten from the whole body after opening the can.

"you!"

Kaiguan watched in horror as bluish-purple lightning surged from Jiang Heyi's body.

"you do this delibrately!"

Jiang Heyi's self-harm wasn't to release water, but to convince the "Bloodlust Frenzy" and "Water Reservation" users that he was going to use water.

How could a top-tier player in the Chinese server who specializes in Berserker not study techniques for countering enemy attacks?

"Although I like to carry water on my back, you seem to have forgotten..."

Jiang Heyi hugged the canned ready-to-eat food that was delivered to his door and shouted.

"I am a magic warrior!"

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the canned food, its consciousness fading from the shock, couldn't help but respond in a hoarse voice.

"pretty……"

Under the stunned gaze of the audience, the two guild leaders and battle commanders perished together.

"【Echo of Death】triggered."

The incident happened suddenly. Although a system notification sounded, the fact that the dead "roasted potato" stood up straight caught even the well-trained Khorne Chosen off guard.

A masterful draw and slash precisely slit a man's throat.

With only 10 seconds to revive, Jiang Heyi used his Deathrattle to take down another of Khorne's chosen ones.

“If you’ve taken our points, then you absolutely have to go to the World Championship.” He gave the remaining members of the Chosen of Khorne a thumbs up.

No one complained about the disadvantage of having a depleted squad, no one complained about the unlucky start...

Jiang Heyi's composure and magnanimity commanded their utmost respect.

The ready-to-eat snacks, which were waiting to be revived, couldn't help but applaud their final counterattack against the original flavor fries.

"If only you had your full roster..."

Reviveed by his guild members, he was still savoring the brief yet exhilarating battle experience.

"Let's go, let's win all the way." The instant food brandished its hand sharply, its murderous intent palpable. "We're going to secure a spot in the World Championship and wait for them to come back from hell."

Chapter 87 Hours

After being eliminated, Jiang Heyi immediately sent the orange tea back to the guild, announced that he would relax and do nothing, and then went to find Niu Dongdong, who was in charge of commentating on World Bubble, to watch the entire match.

Amidst the rising cheers of the audience, [Khorne's Chosen], who claimed the points for the boundary between reality and illusion, lived up to expectations and secured first place in the first round of the main competition with a high score of 72.

At the same time, they also firmly grasped the ticket to the World Championship.

In the final melee, facing a combined attack from multiple sides, they fought their way through with only two casualties, making this first place well-deserved.

Just over two weeks ago, who could have imagined that Khorne's Chosen, whose 7-Berserker lineup was criticized for being too simplistic and not going far, would carve out a niche for itself with the most unpretentious Berserker playstyle, and make himself the synonym for Berserker in this emerging game through sheer skill?

The second-ranked guild also understands the boundary between reality and illusion.

【You and me under the funny tree】.

They have a very well-balanced lineup.

A part-time sharpshooter in information dissemination.

The Sword Saint and Berserker, along with two Holy Arbiters, are responsible for close-quarters combat.

Two elemental mages providing ranged support.

The comical tree abandoned the pure support positions that many guilds had reserved during the preliminary selection stage, and instead built a semi-support system with the Holy Arbiter and Elemental Mage.

The archer, with the perception bonus provided by the profession specialization [Hunting Rhythm], serves as a makeshift information point.

This is also a change that many guilds have made during the main tournament – ​​significantly strengthening their early-game combat power to maximize their growth during the golden 12-hour development period.

If the victory of the Chosen of Khorne was a victory of the extreme offensive war maniac, then the second place of the Hunchback Tree was a victory of the steady and methodical approach.

If we compare the two-day race to a marathon, then the comical tree is like the runner who always stays behind the leading group, maintains his own pace, and is not disrupted by external changes.

Unfortunately, their battle with the Chosen of Khorne hadn't even begun before the match ended.

Jiang Heyi was quite interested in what kind of sparks would fly between these two guilds with such different styles.

Jiang Heyi woke up on time in the early morning and ran into Zhong Zemo, who had also gotten up early, not far from the hotel.

They exchanged a glance, and Zhong Zemo let out a deep breath.

Jiang Heyi wasn't in the guild last night, so he was in charge of twisting the rope and calming the others down after their failure.

Plain fries and the blanket were alright; at least they fought alongside us until the final elimination stage.

The Jailer Bro, the Four Primal Bodies, and Orange Tea, who started AFK in the sky as soon as they entered the game and were no longer useful until they were eliminated, didn't seem so carefree.

She felt she had messed everything up, especially with the orange tea.

"If that spirit could be summoned..."

Orange Tea had the least gaming experience of everyone, and facing a Berserker charging head-on, they were still one of the best-performing guilds in this round of the game. It was expected that they would make forced mistakes due to the opponent's actions.

Being able to quickly adjust after a mistake and complete the summoning is already better than many players who make mistakes themselves and drag their teammates down with them.

Seeing that Zhong Zemo didn't seem very energetic while eating breakfast, Jiang Heyi reminded him, "We only have 18 hours to adjust."

This is the most brutal part of the main competition.

There was no extra time to adjust. Eliminated on the first day of the competition, you opened your eyes, looked at the clock, and the ticking of the second hand was the lament of opportunity slipping through your fingers.

Upon opening the chat group, the Tetraprime's comments came into view.

"Sorry, I didn't do well. My reaction time was too slow."

The prison guard boasted, "It's mine, it's mine. I feel like I always play a very small role."

Orange Tea still felt somewhat guilty after Zhong Zemo's encouragement.

"I'm so bad... I'm sorry."

They won all the games smoothly, and the results always met or even exceeded their expectations.

The guild's meteoric rise has set higher standards for everyone's performance.

In retrospect, losing a game was perhaps necessary.

It allows everyone to reposition their expectations and understand their current level.

Anyone can play well when things are going well, but the ability to withstand pressure and maintain composure when things are going badly is an essential skill for players who want to reach the big stage.

Otherwise... the title of "big competition weakling" will be reserved for him.

Jiang Heyi sent a message in the group.

"Don't dwell on the past. Just treat it as if the main competition only had one round of 58 to 2. Leave the review to me."

"From now on, it's best not to look at the community or read the comments from last night's game."

Then he immediately messaged Orange Tea privately.

"It has nothing to do with you. That's how the game is. Forced mistakes are normal. Even if a spirit descends, we don't have much of a chance of winning."

“The people who were supposed to protect you are all gone. The fact that you could do that is beyond my imagination. Compared to you a month ago when you knew nothing, you are a completely different person.”

"With such a rapid pace of progress, there is a real chance that he will transform after entering the World Championships."

"There's plenty of time; I'll give you more time to grow."

"Now I'll take you flying, and later you'll take us flying."

After typing these words, Jiang Heyi let out a long sigh of relief.

Shortly after, Orange Tea replied.

"Got it, I'll definitely make sure the jailer treats me to a meal."

That's right, that's the right mindset.

Don't dwell on what happened yesterday, what foolish things you did, or what others will say about you.

The more you think, the more pressure you feel.

As a corporate slave, the Tetra-Primary's ability to withstand pressure is beyond doubt.

Jiang Heyi sent a prepared script for twisting the rope, and he directly replied, "I understand, I'm fine."

As for the jailer... there's absolutely no need to comfort him. You can guess that he's browsing the community, scavenging for scraps in the trash, and happily starting his self-deprecating mode.

Hoping that a single defeat will discourage him is wishful thinking.

Jiang Heyi could guess that if he really couldn't secure a spot in the World Championship, he would simply wave his hand and leave the original plan unchanged, still inviting everyone on a trip.

The search for the boundary between reality and virtuality on the community forums has, unsurprisingly, turned into a chaotic mess.

"This is the number one guild that the filial son talked about. How come it breaks so easily?"

"They still say it's not a luck-based guild, but they shut up as soon as the difficulty increases. Support Khorne's Chosen, support the execution of justice!"

"Stop saying that, or the people at the boundary between the virtual and real worlds will lose their little pearls."

"It's alright. Once the competition is over, they'll be back on number one. After all, being number one during the off-season is still being number one."

"She keeps calling her 'Orange Goddess' all the time, it's driving her crazy. People who don't know any better would think she's some kind of amazing person, but is that all?"