T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

Elsa, one of the Supreme Leaders of the Clarity, whose name she had long heard but whose face she had never seen, finally came into contact with the boundary between reality and illusion.

As the president, Jiang Heyi carefully considered his tone before speaking.

"We are sorry about Alna."

Elsa was clearly stunned for a moment.

"who are you?"

Jiang Heyi briefly recounted what he had seen and heard along the way to Elsa, who was trapped on the 12th floor.

Silent for a long time.

“Arna…”

The crowd could faintly hear soft sobbing coming from the dome.

She struggled to suppress her grief and sincerely expressed her gratitude: "Only as the Holy Maiden of the Clarity do I express my thanks to the warriors."

"Do we know the current status of the Clarifiers?" Jiang Heyi asked. "Our team is about to advance to the 11th floor. Is the strongest force of the Eternal Night Church still there?"

"Those who are clear-minded and still have combat power number no more than 20, and they are all in the 12th floor of the Temple of Clarity."

"If your description is true, the rest of the Pure Ones located in the temple should all have become spiritual slaves and undead material for the Church of Eternal Night."

The glorious Clarity, its most important headquarters, was instantly reduced to purgatory. The history it created and the countless wonders it witnessed were destroyed under the ravages of the Church of Eternal Night.

Much of the knowledge accumulated over thousands of years has been reduced to ashes.

Talented individuals have vanished into thin air.

Elsa tried to speak calmly, but her voice trembled.

This dramatic upheaval, involving collusion between internal and external forces, completely destroyed the most important foundation of the Clear Ones.

"I only became aware of your presence because the 10th layer of the magic circle was restarted and Alna's information was entered."

"The 11th floor is no longer under my control; it is pitch black to me."

"The Church of Eternal Night has breached the defensive barrier and entered the 12th floor. We engaged in battle not long ago, and they suffered heavy casualties, but the number of Clarity-holders who can still operate is also very small."

"We have nowhere else to go but the main temple."

The two bosses on the 10th floor are already quite a challenge. Although the main combat force has reached the 12th floor, there may be multiple powerful members of the Eternal Night Church on the 11th floor, making the difficulty of the strategy increase dramatically.

The Church of Eternal Night has the advantage in both combat strength and numbers. How can we possibly fight them?

French Fries asked, "The doll's nest we saw on the ninth floor, were they our companions?"

"The Nest of Puppetry..." Elsa looked bewildered upon hearing the description. "The Clarity Ones have never had such a powerful puppeteer companion. The creation you described is beyond my comprehension."

"If it can really deploy all kinds of different puppets, and the core is plug-and-play, then the knowledge of alchemy, puppet making, magic circle inscription, and material production is something I have never heard of or seen before."

It’s evil.

Freya's stance was very clear: to slowly strangle the invading Church of Eternal Night.

Although she didn't explicitly state her purpose as the riddle teller, her intention to assist the enlightened ones was quite clear.

Where did it come from?

French Fries suddenly remembered a detail.

“When I was fighting the black cat Lenalya on the eighth floor, she seemed to have mentioned that after the spatial magic array failed, a strange power appeared in the temple. The two seem to be closely related.”

Elsa suddenly fell silent, and her rapid breathing could be faintly heard.

Is she excited?

Or...fear?

The crowd also heard the whispers of the other surviving Pure Ones.

"Could it be that they really succeeded?"

"The ritual really works."

"Incredible, Elsa, you did it."

"Your ritual, your creation, has reached new heights!"

"A historic moment."

"This is no longer an ordinary summoning ritual; you have invoked hope through your own prayers!"

"No...no...no!"

Elsa swallowed hard, and she retorted loudly to those around her, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

“I have not made any pact with any unknown entity, I have no binding force on anything that has come, and the ritual has not connected us together.”

Inside the 12th-floor temple, Elsa held her head in her hands.

The situation, beyond her comprehension and understanding, caused her brain to feel a burning pain.

“I sacrifice myself in exchange for the future of the clear ones… If the ritual is successful, a summoned creature will respond at this time, and I and it will be bound by the medium of life.”

"But now, none of my summoned creatures are responding to me, not a single one."

"What appeared on the ninth floor wasn't a summoned creature, it was something else!"

Elsa pressed her hand to her heart: "It didn't take away my life that I had pledged in the ritual... It was a completely out-of-control individual. It erased the ritual's coercive power and descended following the path guided by the ritual!"

"That's a monster, an unknown being that transcends ritual itself and the barriers of world consciousness!"

The moment Elsa figured everything out, she nearly went mad.

Most of the stories sung by bards involve summoners calling upon unknown beings from another world to resolve crises.

But only the summoner understands that no one has ever truly succeeded in summoning an otherworldly being.

Elsa became the first person in history to achieve this.

The Doll's Nest?

At this moment, it is following the terms of its contract, purging the invading Eternal Night cultists.

But what will a contract without a ritualistic coercion demand when it comes time to pay the price?

After a long silence, Elsa touched the magic circle.

"To all those at the boundary between the real and the virtual... the knowledge of the 10th level is at your disposal, and the valuable treasures within the Temple of the Clarity belong to you."

"Take them and leave quickly."

Elsa is breathing rapidly.

"I may have... made an unforgivable mistake."

Chapter 243 Voice from Another World

Although he roughly understood the reason for Elsa's nervousness, he was still confused.

Fortunately, the fairy Insect Mist, who had been immersed in the Great Archives for many years, was there and explained things to everyone.

Summoners and Necromancers possess very similar powers.

The spirit summoner of Orange Tea can hear voices from the "unknown" and receive wondrous revelations.

The exclusive skill "Summoning Spirits" allows players to communicate with spirits, provided they are normal spirits. Spirits that have fallen into madness and lost their consciousness cannot establish contact.

Summoning spirits of different life forms to assist in battle is a major highlight of the class—although Orange Tea's gameplay basically involves summoning pure support elemental spirits, the scope for exploration is actually quite vast.

Among the advanced skills, the most noteworthy is [Summon Heroic Spirit].

Summoners must possess the corresponding spirit's relic to establish a connection.

The summoner, however, can use verbal sparring to invite the other party to participate.

In the world of the game Proof of the Stars, the two classes are quite similar, each with its own advantages and disadvantages.

However, compared to the Summoner who follows the rules and only uses existing materials, the Summoner is more innovative and pioneering.

Many summoners are dedicated to breaking through limitations, combining the three powers of ritual, contract, and magic to summon a more distant and powerful mysterious entity to break through space and lend a helping hand.

They firmly believed that the barriers between worlds were not unbreakable; by cleverly creating temporary passageways through rituals, the forces of the two worlds could briefly come into contact and establish a connection.

The strength of the summoned creature projections that visit this world is determined by the capacity limit of the ritual passage, effectively filtering out potential risks.

However, this exploration and research was considered taboo in the field of magic. Due to unpredictable risks, the relevant knowledge was destroyed, and subsequent scholars were unable to glimpse its mysteries.

But this does not include the Clarity Ones who record and collect the history, classics, and knowledge of the continent of Devland.

Among those who have the right to access forbidden knowledge, Elsa is deeply drawn to the summons.

Possessing innate magical power comparable to that of a dragon, she is a standout among the younger generation. At 18, she reached level 7, and at 22, level 8. She is well-read and has mastered alchemy, potion-making, magic circle inscription, puppet making, and scroll enhancement techniques, almost guaranteeing her a place at the pinnacle of the future continent.

Her astonishing learning speed eventually led her to the world of Summoning.

As a meticulous mage, she did not engage in radical research, but carefully evaluated the knowledge left behind by her predecessors as a mad summoner, patiently practiced it, and cautiously improved it.

When Elsa was 24, she heard sounds from outside the world for the first time.

A completely different grammar, unlike that of the Devilland continental language family, appeared in her ears.

It is not meaningless gurgling and murmuring, nor is it the alluring whisper of an unknown, chaotic being. It is a language system with logic and rhythm that is completely unimaginable even to the stories created by bards!

Although it has been intermittent, it truly exists.

That was all that Insect Mist knew; these were the things Alna told her when she sought her help to relieve her boredom.

The discussions from the dome had subsided at some point, leaving only Elsa's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

Jiang Heyi couldn't help but look up and ask.

"and then?"

Elsa regained some composure, remained silent for a moment, and then continued the story of the insect mist.

"For half a year, I have not used the summoning ritual to establish a passage. Assessing unknown magical phenomena requires extreme caution. The slightest mistake could have disastrous consequences for eternity."

"When I thought it was time to communicate a second time, I no longer heard an incomprehensible language; I could understand the intermittent sounds coming from the other end."

“The local language of Devland…” Elsa was somewhat excited, “I was shocked, and even invited a master of mental magic from the Clarity to conduct a mental assessment and test on me, however…”

"The results showed that everything was normal. We were not affected by evil spirits, and my mind was perfectly normal."

Elsa was stunned, nervous, bewildered, and fearful.

But curiosity led her to ask the first question to the person on the other end of the line.

"who are you?"

The other party's answer was...

"A person without hostility."

This was the first communication between the clarifier and the unknown voice.

Elsa maintains a monthly schedule, initiating the summoning ritual in a way that minimizes magic consumption and allows for continued communication.

Each time, she only asked one question.

"Where are you?"

"A world similar to yours."

Are you an individual or a group?

"A question of unclear significance."

Do you have a name?

"Any attempt to ask for the name during the summoning process is foolish and dangerous. Friend from another world, you are too hasty. This is dangerous."

This was the time the other party spoke the most during the communication.

The superior, or rather, the senior, was warning the younger generation whose curiosity had grown excessive and who had forgotten the dangers, reminding them to remember to abide by the code of conduct of summoning studies.

In the world of magic, this is the harshest criticism a mentor can give to a junior.

Seemingly dissatisfied with Elsa's carelessness, the other party refused to answer any questions during the subsequent three communications.

It wasn't until the fourth time that the unknown voice showed curiosity for the first time.

"Where does your knowledge come from?"