The Short Touch Wand is now in a state of extreme regret.
Because he felt that he was born in the best era, the era when the magic net appeared, and a bunch of interesting things such as movies and magic net games just came out...
The most regretful thing is that the characters in the world rift have not been upgraded to level 25, and the disaster star ring has not been equipped in time.
But it's no use regretting it now, he's dying.
The short-touch wand was dragged to the deck of the merchant ship by the man. He was clutching his abdomen at the side of the ship, and the bone-piercing pain came from his abdomen.
In front of him stood an expressionless man, blood dripping down the edge of the long sword in the man's hand.
The opponent directly pierced the abdomen of the short-touch wand with a sword. The short-touch wand felt that his internal organs should be helpless, and it was estimated that he could continue to live in this world for a few minutes.
As the short-touch wand desperately waited for the man to get rid of him with the long sword in his hand, a female voice sounded in his ear.
"Where did you send the container?"
container? The short-touch wand kept breathing, and in his gradually dim vision, there was only the interface of the magic web, and he was too lazy to care what these killers wanted.
At least let me post on the caster forum before I die
The blood-stained fingertips of the short-touch wand edited the last post of his life on the magic web, the title of which was "Take it! This is my last water post!"
"answer me!"
Another voice pressed him.
Only a short touch of the wand when posting has a feeling of being stronger than these killers.
No matter how strong you are, you won't even be able to use the magic net!
This hopeless thought popped out of the short-touch wand's mind.
But in the next second, a hand suddenly stretched into his mage robe, and a green leaf was taken out from the mage robe with a short touch wand.
The moment he saw the leaf, adrenaline called adrenaline began to secrete in his body, and the consciousness of the short-touch wand that had been blurred due to blood loss soon became clear.
He gradually saw that standing in front of him was a woman shrouded in a gray robe.
"give me back!"
The short-touch wand did not know where the courage came from, and shouted to the woman loudly.
When he wanted to reach out and grab the leaf, he fell to the ground because he was too weak, and with a short touch of the wand, he could only watch the woman take away the leaf of his world tree.
"Where did you send that container, the woman named Hemina!"
The woman asked the short-touch wand again in an impatient voice.
"You want to find Hemina?" The short-touch wand put both hands on the board of the boat. "I don't know where she was teleported to, but I use the magic net... to send her a message, as long as you return the leaves to me. "
The short-touch wand compromised at this moment. He was not stupid, nor did he have the guts and consciousness to put on a "swear to death" appearance.
In this state, if he wanted to die happily, he could only cooperate with this woman.
"Magic net? She has a magic net too? That's nice... You and her are friends."
The woman suddenly squatted down in front of the short-touch wand, and gave the short-touch wand the leaf in her hand again. Just when he thought his surrender was successful, a silver needle suddenly appeared in the woman's hand.
The silver needle pierced the brow of the short touch wand, and for a moment he felt that something was suppressing his thoughts.
"As long as you become my toy, that woman will be my friend." She let out a weird laugh, and touched her forehead with her wand, feeling the pain of being eaten by bugs in her brain.
When this pain continued to erode the mind of the short-touch wand, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind. He surrounded the character in the crack of the world and released a magic called Holy Word Shield!
The pain of corrosion dissipated quickly with this magic.
what happened? He can also release Holy Word in reality!
"How dare you refuse!" The woman saw the silver needle dissipate between the eyebrows of the short touch wand, and entered a state of rage again.
The short-touch wand was thinking about why he could use the Holy Word Shield in reality, but at this moment there was a high-pitched eagle chirping in the sky.
An arrow hits the plank between the short-touch wand and the needle.
The premonition of the crisis caused the needle to quickly back away again to avoid an arrow that rubbed her cheek, but the arrow pierced the back of the needle in a circle in mid-air.
"It would be great if the arrows in the world's rift could also be controlled with magic power."
A figure fell between the needle and the short-touch wand, and he shouted to the surroundings shortly after he fell.
"Who's the short-touch wand? The priest? Where's the priest?"
"Team to destroy monsters?" The short-touch wand shouted out in amazement when he heard the voice. Even the teammates in the game came to reality
The short-touch wand will not mistake this sound. Every time the dungeon is destroyed, there will always be this sound screaming beside it.
"What?"
When the archer was about to correct his name, his intuition made the archer immediately grab the collar of the short-touch wand and jump to the other side of the deck.
The location where the archer and the short-touch wand were originally located was penetrated by two sharp tentacles.
"Cough... run away." The short-touch wand covered the wound on his abdomen, and said to the archer with blood in his mouth.
"Everyone, everyone in your Weave is so annoying!"
The needle frantically pulled out the arrow that had pierced his back, and twenty-six silent monks in gray robes walked out of the cabin.
The breath of gray fog began to spread on the deck...
It is absolutely impossible to win with the archer alone.
"Our Scarlet Snake has never lost a team battle." The archer took out three arrows from the quiver on his side and placed them on the bowstring. The ship tilted in the direction of the short-touch wand at this moment. down.
The reason for the inclination was not that the cabin was flooded, and the short-touch wand looked back behind him in astonishment... 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.
"Looks like the time is right."
Rona took out a pure white mask and put it on his face. When the magic was poured into it, the scarlet Ouroboros mark appeared above the mask.
"Yes... Guildmaster?" The short-touch wand couldn't believe that the man who exuded terrifying magic power... was his guild leader in the game.
"Hold down here and don't move!"
When the short-touch wand was shocked by 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 the voice.
The head of the short-touch wand was a little dizzy, and he watched the heavily armed thugs slowly walk towards the stitches in the distance.
"Who is it!" Rona's pupils behind the mask swept across the judges, "Bullying the priests of our guild?"
The short-touch wand swears that if he were a girl, he would have promised himself when he heard this sentence.