The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 880 The Story of the Old Priest (One more update!)

After the big witch gradually fell into a peaceful sleep, in a corner of the multiverse:

"Your Majesty!"

The huge roar sounded like the thunder intertwining among the clouds!

Accompanied by the sudden explosion, the huge figure suddenly raised the giant sword in his hand!
Brilani clenched the shield in her hand and focused her mind on the huge body.

The experience gained from countless failures surged in her consciousness.

There is no longer any need for such deliberate memory—the change of light and shadow, sound and shape is enough to tell her everything.

The teammates are lying in different postures in every corner of the battlefield.

However, the vitality that is on the verge of death and the exhausted recovery items and resurrection props are silently interpreting some kind of tragedy.

Perhaps, this undoubtedly means that the battle has fallen into an irreparable predicament for other existences.

But the peak skill that started from the high-level sword and shield warrior - "Brightness of the Round Sky" - Sword Master Irene, is exactly the time to be fully liberated!
After all, it can be summed up in a sentence that was once quite popular in related communication channels:
The best buff for teammates to Sword and Shield Warrior is to lie on the floor...

And the next moment, Brilani's pupils constricted suddenly!
This is the time!
When the gigantic sword screamed with terrifying lightning, it suddenly slashed towards Brilani's tiny figure!
Without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, Brilani suddenly raised the shield in her hand!

The light that begins with skill and power has no majestic breath of magic flowing.

But in the interaction with the giant sword in the next moment, a reassuring azure blue emerged:

The parry was a big success!
The dull percussion sound that shakes the whole body is like the most graceful music in the world at this moment.

Everything that is mixed or trivial in the material world disappears in front of that extremely condensed consciousness.

It seems that in the world, only the shield in the hand and the attack are left - human or monster, sword or magic?
That doesn't matter.

The joy cannot be appreciated without raising your shield against that oppressive, catastrophic attack, and successfully defending it against it.

The next moment, Brilani kicked out suddenly!
This is the most powerful sword skill of Your Excellency Tianyuan Zhihui!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and those intense and converging wills gradually eased down with the suddenly passionate but peaceful background music.

At the same time, Brilani can see that the team chat channel on the right side of her retina is being refreshed at an extremely fast rate:
"Big sister head 666!"

"The fountain is saying: It's time for a screenshot."

"Is there a dog holder for the shipment? If not, then let me do it this time!"

"Thanks for your hard work……"

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Its refreshing speed even made Brilani almost unable to keep up.

To be honest, if the boss's output method is also at this speed, she should probably be lying on the floor by now...

And soon, time returned to normal again.

Brilani took another look at only 12 people, but seemed to have opened up a chat channel like a living guild.

Immediately, a "..." that will undergo adaptive value change and meaning matching with the identity and status of the speaker is displayed.

Afterwards, Brilani glanced at it. The fonts on the front were colorful, but when it came to the specific output, it was a gray list of dropped loot as usual.

And after the fierce battle, the irritability of returning under the gathered will instantly caused Brilani to split the scene in front of her.

Brilani immediately had no intention of continuing to fight again.

She calmed down and said in the guild chat channel that she would play first.

And the next moment:
"call……"

Brilani took off the consciousness link game helmet on her head and let out a long breath.

Because she didn't buy the latest model with more comfortable conditions, she always felt a little sticky after playing for too long.

When the mother saw her daughter who had finally finished playing the game, she was surprised and didn't say much.

After a while, she still couldn't help nagging and asked her to go out for activities.

Brilani was only silent when she heard the words.

Due to differences in cognition of things and values, it is difficult for her to communicate with her mother too deeply.

Now, as she grows older, she gradually understands her mother's difficulties.

It's just that sometimes, emotions are still in control.

Seeing that Brilani was silent, her mother did not continue to pay attention.

Although the cooking machine at home has purchased a diet plug-in capable of producing edible capsules.

But my mother still insisted that "a diet without meals is unhealthy..."

Of course, she will only be busy with the few cooking plug-ins that are probably outdated.

After thinking about it, Brilani got up, and after notifying her mother, she was ready to go out.

She's having some trouble with work.

As a track engineer contracted by the GXz series of active guard machines, Brilani's daily work is relatively simple.

But under the influence of the local turmoil caused by the huge country that rules this planet, everything has obviously undergone some disturbing changes.

Human traditional arts that cannot be changed by war or technology?

Brilani didn't know that in front of such a torrent, she was as small as a photon.

After going out the door, Brilani drove the flying motorcycle and flew straight towards the church.

On the road below the community, there are often elderly men racing ground cars there.

Even in the sky, Brilani could hear the raw gas pedal roaring below.

The church in the community is built near the hospital. According to the old priest who also has some racing hobbies:

"If you don't want to go to the hospital on the right with your wallet or your heart, then turning a few steps to the left and coming here is also a life choice—God's salvation is always free..."

"Of course, the repair money can be discounted..."

When Brilani walked into the church, she saw the old priest playing with the toys in his hand.

It looked like a low-quality plastic product, and I don't know where he got so many strange objects.

"Today isn't Redemption Day, hey, are you alone?"

When the old priest saw Brilani, he blurted out immediately.

Then, after probably finally remembering that he was a priest now, he straightened his posture, and then used gestures to guide Brilani to a seat.

"Are you having trouble?"

"Could it be that the boss in the game was bloody?"

The old priest seemed to be chatting with Brilani without a generation gap.

Brilani shook her head, but followed the other party's words and talked about her situation in the game.

The old priest nodded while listening:
"That's great, I tried the game you played."

"Not good—too real, I promised God that the killing would be refrained."

Afterwards, he watched Brilani's elated expression gradually calm down after she finished talking about the game's achievements.

After pondering for a while, he smiled and looked at the other party and said:

"Look: isn't your parry and counterattack really well practiced?"

"You should look at the big picture: as you always say, isn't life just a game?"

"Frustration, confusion, tribulation... aren't these painful things the arrows that hit you?"

He looked at Brilani who was in deep thought, then bent slightly and got closer, and said in a more gentle tone:

"Do something joyful, like holding up your shield—not too soon, not too late, not too greedy, and don't try to restrain yourself..."

"Everything is just right, just like the enemy's attack arrives, you meet the shield..."

"Think about it slowly and listen to me tell you a story."

Then, the old priest paused, and he raised the plastic toy in his hand:
"I think you saw it as soon as you came in. You must be very curious."

"This is the Transformer of the Giant of Light, the ultimate version!"

"That was something you couldn't even buy back then."

The old priest said mysteriously.

"However, if I remember correctly, I told you its story when you were a child."

"Just today, I heard a story about another giant."

"Oh, that story isn't too long, it's about fire..."

(End of this chapter)