Cultural Invasion In Different World

On the Leyte River.

Rona held the front part of his staff, and the magic of the frost system overflowed from Rona's hand. The already overheated wand was quickly cooled down by the cold breath.

Is there anyone alive below the cabin?

Rescuing people is really not what we should do.

A mercenary complained with some dissatisfaction. He had just carried an unconscious sailor onto the deck.

Stop complaining and take the wounded to the merchant ship's spare canoe. This ship won't last long!

After the battle, Rona directed the team members to clean up the battlefield. The Snake of Jevlk did do a lot of dirty deeds in the past, but these were forced by life.

Now that their lives have long been stable, the members of the mercenary group unanimously believe that they still need a good reputation.

As hypocritical as it sounds, it’s not a good feeling to be walked down the street and shunned like the plague.

Rona continued to cool the staff in his hand. The raw crystal inlaid on the top of the staff could exponentially expand the effect of his spells. The disadvantage was that too much magic power would cause the risk of breaking.

In the game, the durability should be considered to have been lost. The rarity and quality of this staff also belong to the first level of epic.

The Snake of Jefrk was originally discovered in a dangerous ancient ruins.

Open your eyes, I know you haven't passed out.

Rona knelt down in front of the judge. He had fought with the judge several times, but Stitches was the most difficult judge he encountered, so Rona did not dare to let down his guard at all.

So much so that the wand in his hand was already at a critical point.

After hearing this sentence, the stitches lying on the deck laughed strangely again...

Stop laughing, do you have any companions?

Rona will not show mercy to any judge, because his former lover and his comrades in the mercenary group all suffered from the gray fog, and the culprits were all the judges.

So when he was entrusted by Qiao Xiu to seize the stitches, he was still a little dissatisfied... But since it was an order from his employer, Rona could only follow it.

However, Qiao Xiu's commission only included one person to seize the stitches, which did not mean that they had to bypass other judges.

Stitches didn't speak but still laughed loudly. This laughter sounded a bit inexplicable to Rona.

Answer me! Do you have any other companions? Rona was a little irritated by the laughter of the stitches.

No!

Stitches suddenly stopped laughing and answered Rona with the same angry voice.

When she looked at Rona, she found that half of the judge's cheek was ulcerated.

You hateful guys, what a mercenary group, why are you doing it for the alliance! You destroyed my toys one by one without any reason! Stitches shouted at Rona in a crazy voice, and Rona suddenly He grabbed her cloak and pulled her to the other side.

But this action was still a little too late, and the stitched calf was instantly cut off by an invisible sword blade.

At this moment, Rona saw a stranger behind the merchant ship. His goal was not Rona but stitches.

It's time to end. After the suture's calf was broken, he laughed crazily again.

This time Rona felt a large amount of gray magic power gathering at the stern of the boat. His target was still the stitches. Rona only needed to avoid them at this time.

But at this moment, Rona pressed the staff in his hand to the ground. Pure white inscriptions flashed in front of Rona, and a magic barrier composed of inscriptions instantly unfolded in front of Rona.

The gray torrent swept through the magic barrier formed by Rona. The releaser's magic power was far beyond Rona's expectation, and the barrier shattered in less than two seconds.

Get away! Xiaozhi shouted angrily again when she saw Rona blocking the blow for her.

You just said...alliance?

Rona's voice sounded very labored, and the magic barrier in these few seconds was almost draining the magic power from his body.

Then what's going on! Stitches roared angrily again.

I'm just a little... surprised. It turns out you also play World Rift.

The moment Rona finished speaking, the original crystal at the tip of his staff shattered into debris, and the magic barrier disappeared instantly, but luckily the other members discovered the attacker at the stern of the boat.

They reacted quickly, drawing the hatred of the attacker away.

Rona!

The archer immediately came to Rona, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and found that the skin of the arm holding the staff had completely disappeared.

Hey...you can't hold the mouse like this anymore. The archer said looking at the wound on Rona's hand.

Keya, now you are making such a silly joke...

Rona fell into the archer's arms before he could finish his words.

Seeing this scene, Suizhen's pupils shrank. Just when she was about to shout out the word 'deserves it' mockingly, a needle made of gray mist emerged from below the deck and pierced her forehead directly.

At this moment, Suizhen lost consciousness and fell on the deck.

When Stitch opened her eyes again, she appeared in a dark space...a space she had long been familiar with.

Stitches, you failed.

A figure made of gray mist appeared in front of Stitch. It wore a mask with a bird's beak on its face, and the fingers on its hands were three times as long as those of ordinary people.

The figure made of gray mist slowly caressed the half of the cheek where the stitches had festered.

Stop talking unnecessary words, isn't it just death? I've been waiting for a long time. Stitches shouted to it loudly.

Finally, his hand moved to the neck where the needle was stitched, and he suddenly stopped the needle's neck.

You will be my nourishment.

The stitches felt the suffocation gradually coming from her neck, but a smile appeared on her face again... Because the world in front of her was completely dark, so it didn't matter whether she closed her eyes or not.

Born alone and shrouded in black, Stitches hate the world, so they want to take revenge and leave the world.

Now she could finally leave this place that she hated without any nostalgia.

But in a daze, Suizhen heard something roaring. She opened her eyes again in disbelief. The roaring sound was not her imagination.

An armored orc suddenly rushed out from the corner. He let out an angry roar again, and used the shield in his hand to repel the gray figure that grabbed Stitch's neck.

The stitches fell to the ground again and I kept coughing...

But...what... Stitch breathed the air around her and looked at the orc standing in front of her incomprehensibly.

No matter who you are! Get away from me! Stitches shouted towards the orc, but the orc also roared loudly towards the gray mist in the distance.

Stitches, you are resisting my will.

There was no anger in the figure made of gray mist, but his sharp claws suddenly attacked the orc, knocking the orc to the ground in just an instant.

How did I know this was going to happen! I don't even know where this damn orc came from! Anger filled Stitch's heart again, and she couldn't even be killed now.

But the stitches felt the suffocation of the neck being strangled again. The gray mist had obviously grabbed the orc's neck.

In the next second, thunder and lightning exploded in the dark space, and arrows made of thunder shot towards Gray Mist, piercing a hole in Gray Mist's body.

Stitches! Where do these powers in your consciousness come from! Hui Wu's voice sounded a little angry.

The power of my consciousness?

Sewing needle retreated incomprehensibly. She had no idea what was happening, but a sharp tentacle appeared in Haiwu's hand and pierced Sewing needle. Sewing needle watched helplessly as the tentacle pierced herself, but it was The bear with long horns stood in front of the stitches, its tentacles pierced into the bear's skin, and the giant bear roared in pain.

There were also scars on the arm where the stitches had been stitched, but she didn't feel anything.

At this moment, Suizhen stared blankly at the... giant bear with horns that stood in front of her. She suddenly remembered that she had seen this bear there.

Suddenly... Stitches turned around and looked behind him. Twenty-four fully armed orcs, tauren, blood elves and trolls charged towards this place. The orc at the head raised the long weapon in his hand. The sword shouted like a roar...

For the tribe!