Cultural Invasion In Different World

The short-touch wand was now in a state of extreme regret.

Because he felt that he was born in the best era, the era when the Magic Network appeared, and a bunch of interesting things like movies and Magic Network games had just come out...

The biggest regret is that the characters in World Rift did not reach level 25, and they did not even have time to equip the Disaster Ring.

But there's no point regretting it now, he's already dying.

The short-touch wand was dragged to the deck of the merchant ship by the man. He was holding his abdomen beside the ship's side, and a bone-chilling pain radiated from his abdomen.

Standing in front of him was a man with an expressionless face, and blood was dripping along the edge of the sword in the man's hand.

The opponent directly penetrated the short-touch wand's abdomen with a sword. The short-touch wand felt that its internal organs were probably hopeless and it was estimated that it could continue to live in this world for a few minutes.

While the short-touch wand was desperately waiting for the man to kill him with the long sword in his hand, a female voice rang in his ears.

Where did you teleport the container to?

container? The short-touch wand kept breathing. In his gradually dimming vision, there was only the interface of the magic network. He was too lazy to care about what these killers wanted.

At least let me post on the spellcaster forum before I die?

The blood-stained fingertips of the short-touch wand were editing the last post in his life on the Magic Web. The title of the post was 'Accept it! This is my last post! ’

answer me!

Another voice asked him.

Only short touches of the wand while posting give me a feeling of being stronger than these killers.

No matter how hard you try, you can't even use the magic net!

This hopeless thought emerged from the mind of Short Touch Wand.

But in the next second, a hand suddenly reached into his mage's robe, and a green leaf was taken out from the mage's robe that was short of the wand.

The moment he saw the leaf, adrenaline began to secrete in his body. The consciousness that had been blurred due to blood loss soon became clear.

He gradually saw clearly that standing in front of him was a woman shrouded in gray robes.

give me back!

The short-touch wand didn't know where the courage came from, and shouted loudly to the woman.

When he wanted to reach out and grab the leaf, he fell to the ground because his body was too weak. With the short-touch wand, he could only watch the woman take away the leaf of his World Tree.

That container, the woman named Hemina, where did you transport her to?

The woman asked again in an impatient voice about the short-touch wand.

You want to find Hemina? The short-touch wand placed his hands on the ship's board. I don't know where she was teleported to, but I can use the magic network to send a message to her. As long as you return the leaves to me.

The short-touch wand compromised at this moment. He was not stupid, and he did not have the courage or consciousness to put on a 'swear to death' look.

In this state, if he wanted to die happily, he could only cooperate with this woman.

Magic Network? She also has a Magic Network? That's great... You and her are friends, right?

The woman suddenly squatted down in front of the short-touch wand and returned the leaves in her hand to the short-touch wand. Just when he thought his surrender was successful, a silver needle suddenly appeared in the woman's hand.

The silver needle pierced the forehead of the short-touch wand, and for a moment he felt that something was suppressing his thinking.

As long as you become my toy, that woman will be my friend. She let out a weird laugh and covered her forehead with the short-touch wand, feeling the pain of being devoured by bugs in her brain.

When this pain continued to erode Short Touch Wand's mind, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind. He surrounded the character in World Rift with holy light and released a magic called Holy Word Shield!

The pain of corrosion dissipates quickly along with this magic.

what happened? He can also release the Holy Word in reality!

How dare you refuse! The woman saw the silver needle dissipating between the eyebrows of the short-touch wand, and once again entered a state of rage.

The short-touch wand was thinking about why he could use Holy Word Shield in reality, but at this moment, a high-pitched eagle call suddenly came from the sky.

An arrow struck the wooden board between the short-touch wand and the needle.

The premonition of crisis made Suitou quickly retreat and once again avoid an arrow that grazed her cheek, but the arrow missed another circle in mid-air and pierced into the back of Suitie.

It would be great if the arrows in the world rift could also use magic to control their direction.

A figure fell between the stitches and the short-touch wand. Not long after he landed, he shouted to the surroundings.

Who is the short touch wand? The priest? Where is the priest?

Destroy monsters in a group? Short Touch Wand shouted in surprise when he heard this voice. Even his teammates in the game came to reality?

This voice is unmistakable if you touch the wand briefly. Every time you play a dungeon and a group is wiped out, there will always be this voice wailing next to you.

What?

Just when the archer was about to correct his title, his instinct made the archer immediately hold the collar of the short-touch wand and jump to the other side of the deck.

The places where the archer and short-touch wand were originally were penetrated by two sharp tentacles.

Ahem...run away quickly. The short-touch wand covered the wound on his abdomen and said to the archer with blood mixed in his mouth.

Everyone, everyone in your magic network is so mean, it makes me irritated!

Stitches frantically pulled out the arrow that had pierced his back, and twenty-six silent monks in gray robes walked out of the cabin.

The smell of gray mist began to spread on the deck...

It is absolutely impossible to win here just relying on archers.

Our Scarlet Snake has never lost in a team battle. The archer pulled out three arrows from the quiver on his side and placed them on the bowstring. At this moment, the ship tilted in the direction of the short-touch wand. Come down.

The reason for the tilt was not that the cabin was flooded. The short-touch wand looked back behind him in surprise... A group of heavily armed thugs fell from mid-air to the deck behind the short-touch wand.

The weight of their equipment almost overturned the entire merchant ship.

It seems we arrived at just the right time.

Rona took out a pure white mask and put it on his face. When the magic power was poured into it, the scarlet Ouroboros mark appeared on the top of the mask.

Will... be the president? The short-touch wand couldn't believe that this person exuding a terrifying magical aura... was his president in the game.

Hold here and don't move!

When the short-touch wand was shocked at the origin of this group of people, a woman came to him and sprinkled a bottle of potion on her wound.

Ice vanilla? The short-touch wand once again recognized a warrior player in the guild based on his voice.

The short touch of the wand made his head feel dizzy, and he watched the heavily armed thugs slowly walk towards the stitches in the distance.

Who! Rona's pupils behind the mask swept across the judges, Who is bullying the priests of our guild?

The short-touch wand swore that if she were a girl, she would have promised her body long ago after hearing these words.