Cultural Invasion In Different World

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Chapter 891: Chapter 905, start the monster

Translator: 549690339

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

Because he felt that he was born in the best of times, the era of the magic net, the movies and the magic net games, all these interesting things had just come out..

The most regretful thing was that the character in the world rift had not been upgraded to level 25, and he did not even have time to equip the star of calamity ring.

But there was no use regretting now. He was about to die.

The man dragged the short-tentacle wand onto the deck of the merchant ship. He held his abdomen by the side of the ship, and a piercing pain came from his abdomen.

In front of him stood an expressionless man. Blood was dripping down the blade of the long sword in the man’s hand.

The man’s sword directly pierced through the short-tentacle wand’s abdomen. The short-tentacle wand felt that its internal organs were hopeless. It estimated that it could still live in this world for a few more minutes.

The short-tentacle wand waited in despair for the man to use the long sword in his hand to untie it. Then, a female voice sounded in his ear.

“Where did you send the container?”

Container? The short-tentacle wand kept breathing. In his gradually dimming vision, there was only the magic net interface. 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-tentacle wand were editing the last post in his life on the magic net. The title of the post was “Take it! This is my last post!”

“Answer me!”

Another voice interrogated him.

Only when the short-tentacle wand was posted did it have a feeling of being stronger than these killers.

No matter how strong you are, you can’t even use the magic net!

This hopeless thought emerged in the short-tentacle Wand’s mind.

But in the next second, a hand suddenly reached into his mage robe, and a green leaf was taken out of the short-tentacle Wand’s mage robe.

The moment he saw the leaf, epinephrine began to secrete in his body. The Short-tentacle Wand’s consciousness, which had been blurred due to the loss of blood, quickly became clear.

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

“Give it back to me!”

The short-tentacle wand had some unknown source of courage as it shouted at the woman.

He wanted to reach out to grab the leaf, but because his body was too weak, he fell to the ground. The short-tentacle wand could only watch as the woman took the leaf from his world tree.

“That vessel, the woman named Hymina, where did you teleport her to?”

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

“You want to find Hymina?”The short-tentacle wand rested its hands on the deck of the ship. “I don’t know where she was teleported to, but I can use the magic net to send a message to her as long as you return the leaf to me.”

At this moment, the short-tentacle wand compromised. He was not stupid, and he did not have the courage and awareness to put on a look that said he would not tell her even if he died.

In this state, he could only cooperate with this woman if he wanted to die a quick death.

“Magic Net? She has the magic net too? That’s great... You’re friends with her, right?”

The woman suddenly squatted down in front of the short-tentacle wand and returned the leaf to the short-tentacle wand. Just when he thought that his surrender had succeeded, a silver needle suddenly appeared in the woman’s hand.

The silver needle pierced into the forehead of the short-tentacle wand. 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 strange laugh. The short-tentacle wand held his forehead, and there was a pain in his brain from being swallowed by a bug.

As the pain continued to erode the short-tentacle Wand’s mind, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind. His character in the world crack was surrounded by holy light and released a spell called Holy Word: Shield!

The corrosive pain quickly dissipated along with the spell.

What was going on? He could cast holy word in real life!

“How DARE YOU REFUSE!”The woman saw the silver needle disappear between the short-tentacle Wand’s eyebrows and entered a state of rage again.

The short-tentacle wand was thinking about how he could use Holy Word: shield in real life, but at this moment, a high-pitched eagle’s cry suddenly came from the sky.

An arrow hit the wooden board between the short-tentacle wand and the needle.

The sense of crisis made the needle quickly retreat and dodge another arrow that brushed past her cheek, but the arrow circled in the air and pierced into the back of the needle.

“If only the arrow in the world crack could also use magic to control the direction.”

A figure landed between the needle and the short-tentacle wand. He shouted in all directions not long after he landed.

“Who’s the short-tentacle wand? Priest? Where’s the priest?”

“Team wipe?”The short-tentacle wand shouted in surprise when it heard this voice. Even his teammates in the game had come to the real world?

The short-tentacle wand would never mistake this voice. Every time they were wiped in a dungeon, there would always be this voice wailing beside them.

“What?”

Just as the archer was about to correct him, his instinct told him to immediately grab the collar of the short-tentacle wand and jump to the other side of the deck.

The position where the archer and the short-tentacle wand were originally was penetrated by two sharp tentacles.

“Cough... hurry up and run.”The short-tentacle wand covered the wound on its abdomen and said to the archer with blood mixed in its mouth.

“Everyone, everyone in the magic net is so annoying!”

The needle pulled out the arrows that had pierced its back in a frenzy. Twenty-six silent monks in gray robes walked out of the cabin. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on (f)ir(e).nᴇt

The gray fog began to spread on the deck..

It was impossible to win here by just relying on the archer alone.

“We, the scarlet snake, have never lost a team battle.”The Archer took out three more arrows from the quiver beside him and nocked them on the bowstring. At that moment, the ship tilted in the direction of the short-tentacle magic staff.

The reason for the tilt was not because the cabin was flooded. The short-tentacle magic staff turned around in surprise and looked behind him... a group of heavily armed thugs had landed on the deck behind the short-tentacle magic staff.

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

“Looks like it’s about time.”

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

“Guild... Guild leader?”The short-tentacle wand could not believe that the person who was emitting a terrifying magic aura... was his guild leader in the game.

“Hold down here and don’t move!”

Just as the short-tentacle wand was shocked by the background of this group of people, a woman came to his side and sprinkled a bottle of potion on her wound.

“Ice Vanilla?”The short-tentacle wand recognized another warrior player in the guild based on the voice.

The Short-tentacle Wand’s head was a little dizzy. He watched as the heavily armed thugs slowly walked towards the stitches in the distance.

“Who is it!”Rona’s eyes swept across the judges behind the mask. “Are you bullying the priests of our guild?”

The short-tentacle wand swore that if it were a girl, it would have given its body to the judge when it heard this sentence.