Somewhere in the basement of the Plague Zone of the Iron Citadel.
Father Gaynko is being "treated" by a magic doll called Heart Lock.
The Inquisition has been without the help of the choir since the saint suddenly raised her army to overthrow the pope's power.
Fortunately, the Inquisition was only a part of this huge organization. Father Gaynko had to use the method used by judges from other countries to maintain his sanity. I.
Father Gaynko had just finished his purification when he heard frantic shouts coming from the basement where he was.
"Needle! Can you be quiet!"
Father Gaynko had just been relieved of his negative emotions, and was stirred up again by the shouting.
But Father Gaynko's warning had no effect. He angrily walked into another room in the basement, only to see a faint light flashing throughout the room.
That is the light called the magic net, and it is because of this thing that the several actions of the Inquisition have been completely destroyed.
Father Gaynko couldn't contain his anger when he saw anyone using it, but the Inquisitor named Stitch was different... She was a seasoned lewd user.
"Needle! We're not here to make you do these boring things." Father Gaynko limped to the judge.
"A boring thing?"
She didn't raise her head, instead she raised her head was a group of people standing behind her whose mouths were all stitched up with needles and threads.
These guys are called silent monks... all puppets made of stitches.
"Hundreds of soul fragments were consumed to attack the world of consciousness, but each time they were severely ravaged, this kind of loser really dares to speak."
Stitch sneered recklessly at Father Gaynko's past failures.
"Do you know what defeated you in the world of consciousness? A hero in a game called the Holy Spirit on the magic net!"
"You... why don't you try to fight against those characters in the game?" Father Gaynko asked coldly.
"I'm doing it! Doing it you understand? Destroying these heroes from within."
Needle's pupils stared at the magic net interface in front of him, and Father Gaynco found that not only him, but other silent monks in the corner were also using the magic net, and the same game was displayed on their interface.
"This new game is really interesting, it's almost like reality." Needle kept muttering to himself, "but it's too realistic, it's very simple to destroy the joy of a human being's life like this."
The game Stitch is currently playing is World Rift.
She has the same status as Father Gaynko in the Inquisition, but Kayke and Father Gaynko belong to different sects. The leader of the sect is called "Messenger". The presence.
The messenger of the needle has long noticed the existence of the magic net, and made its followers dormant in the magic net.
Needle is one of them, and the silent monk she controls allows her to control twenty-six Leyline characters at once.
This ability is useless in the game of the Holy Spirit, but the world rift intrigues Stitch.
Because this game can arbitrarily kill enemy players! There are also battles that require teamwork with each other! What makes Stitch even more exciting... This game has two camps of distinction.
War exists in this game.
She chose the tribe's camp, and after raising the character level to level 20, Sewing Needle couldn't bear to control the twenty-six tribe's characters over the mountains to the alliance's territory.
The team controlled by Stitch had just arrived at the Alliance's training site, Longblade Wilderness, and soon met two lonely Alliance players. The twenty-six tribal characters under her command surrounded them from all directions, ready to give them to their hands. When the blade is dropped, and then humiliates them with words...
The name of the alliance player whose name was scarlet on his head instantly turned green.
"During the opening of the rift, you cannot attack players of the alliance faction."
The needle kept clicking the attack button, but the sound kept echoing in his ears.
"Crack?! What crack!" Needle roared impatiently, but when she roared, another prompt sounded in her mind.
"You have been killed by the scourge of Eric Forest!"
One of the twenty-six characters she controlled dies!
"Who! Who!"
Needle angrily adjusted the tone of his protagonist and turned the picture, and a huge gnoll walked out from the crack of time and space.
In her role, a hunter is lifted up and thrown to the ground by the gnoll, and then slashed into pieces with an axe and disappears.
The gnoll noticed Needle's main character and let out a growl and rushed towards Needle.
"Monster... Boss! Elite... World monster?!" Needle saw the scarlet words on the character's head.
In order to attack the alliance players, she spent a day and a night in the dungeon trying to get the equipment to the current level, so of course Needle understood what this gnoll represented.
That is... The equipment that this gnoll burst out may be better than what her character is wearing.
"Damn puppets! Don't touch my toys."
Needle shouted out directly in the voice. In her eyes, the monsters here are a group of puppets, and the monster's attack is too monotonous.
So as long as you find the rules of battle in this world, Stitch can control your characters to completely clear all the dungeons.
According to the skills she had figured out, she put two warrior characters directly on top to activate the taunting skills, and let a shaman character bless the bloodthirsty technique, and inserted various totems into the ground, and the priest character started Healing the front row fighters, the mage...
Just when the stitches were all laid out step by step according to the rules of this world, the gnoll, who should have been ridiculed by the warrior, suddenly snatched the shield from the warrior's hand.
Sewing Needle was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, and even the movements in her mind stopped.
In a moment of such a pause, the gnoll smashed the shield directly to the ground, regardless of the warrior, and rushed directly into the mage and priest in the back row.
"No! No! Stay away from my toys!" Needle called out again when he saw this scene.
The gnoll raised the frost axe in his hand and slashed it on the chest of the mage character she controlled. The mage's HP instantly dropped by one-third. When the priest next to him wanted to treat the mage, the gnoll suddenly threw his hand. The axe was thrown out.
The axe hit the priest's chest, directly interrupting the priest's casting action. The gnoll raised the axe in his hand again. This time, a scarlet light appeared on the axe, and the mage's blood volume was only 1. Less than a tenth of the remaining.
This last bit of bloodskin is killed by a debuff called bleed damage.
"You have been killed by the scourge of Eric Forest!"
A second beep sounded in the needle's mind.
"Damn! Damn!"
While Stitch was screaming, her third character was also killed by the double axe of the gnoll.
The gnoll didn't stop, and turned to her fourth hunter character. At this moment, the needle controlled her hunter character to use the skill of suspended animation.
"Who are you cheating with fake death right in front of you?"
A voice suddenly came out of the gnoll's mouth, and the needle was stunned for a while, and she suddenly realized that the gnoll might be a... living creature, not a monster like a marionette.
The gnoll raised his axe high again to take the life of the suspended hunter.
"You bloody bastard!" Needle shouted out of control again.
But suddenly a fully armed warrior suddenly rushed out from the side. The warrior raised his shield and hit the gnoll with a shield strike. The gnoll staggered and took a few steps back.
"Brother, are you all right?"
A green horn popped out of the soldier's head to indicate that he was speaking, and the public chat channel was always open so that she could humiliate her opponent.
It's just that this time she failed to kill those alliance players, and her characters were saved by the alliance instead!
"Fuck me away! He's mine!" Needle, without any gratitude, shouted at the soldier through gritted teeth.
"Huh? It's still a lady! You're lucky! Lady, you hide first... I'll deal with this gnoll!"
The warrior seemed to be immersed in the plot of the knight novel of heroes saving beauty. He raised his shield and shouted to the gnoll with his voice.
"Come on! Monster."
But just as long as he finished shouting, the gnoll grabbed the shield from his hand and threw it to the ground, and then an axe slapped his helmet into the sky.