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 web appeared, and the movies and the magic web games and a bunch of interesting things had just come out......

The most regrettable thing is that the characters in the World Rift did not reach level twenty-five, and the Calamity Star Ring did not have time to equip it.

But it's useless to regret it now, he's dying.

The short-touch wand was dragged to the deck of the merchant ship by the man, and he clutched his abdomen beside the side of the ship, a piercing pain coming from his abdomen.

In front of him stood an expressionless man, blood dripping down the blade of the long sword in the man's hand.

The other party directly pierced the abdomen of the short-touch wand, and the short-touch wand felt that his internal organs should be hopeless, and it was estimated that he could continue to live in this world for a few minutes.

A female voice rang in his ears as he waited desperately for the man to free him with the sword in his hand.

"Where did you teleport 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 didn't bother to care about what these killers wanted.

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

The blood-stained fingertips of a short-touch wand edited the last post of his life on the web, the title of which read, 'Take it!' This is my last water sticker! ’

"Answer me!"

Another voice that asked him.

It's only when posting that a short-touch wand has a stronger feeling than these killers.

No matter how strong you are, you won't even be able to use the magic net!

The idea of no salvation came to his mind at the touch of a wand.

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

The moment he saw the leaf, the adrenaline began to secrete in his body, and the consciousness of the wand, which had been blurred by blood loss, quickly became clear.

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

"Give it back!"

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

When he tried to reach out and grab the leaf, he fell to the ground because he was too weak, and with a short touch of his wand, he could only watch the woman snatch the leaves of his World Tree.

"That container, the woman named Hermina, where did you teleport her!"

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

"You're looking for Hermina?" The short-touch wand rested her hands on the board of the boat, "I don't know where she was teleported, but I used the magic web... You can send her a message, as long as you give me back the leaves. ”

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

In this state, he wants to die happily, so he can only cooperate with this woman.

"Magic web? She also has a magic web? That's nice... You're friends with her. ”

The woman suddenly crouched down in front of the short-touch wand, and returned the leaf in her hand to the short-touch wand, and just as he thought that his surrender had succeeded, a silver needle suddenly appeared in the woman's hand.

The silver needle pierced into 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 an eerie laugh, a short wand over her forehead, and a pain in her brain that had been devoured by bugs.

As the pain continued to erode his wand's mind, a sight flashed through his mind, and he unleashed a magic called the Divine Word Shield around the body of his character in the rift in the world!

The pain of corrosion quickly dissipated with the magic.

What's going on? He can also unleash the Divine Word in reality!

"How dare you refuse!" The woman saw the silver needle dissipate in the center of her wand's eyebrows, and she 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 sudden high sound of eagles in the sky.

An arrow hits the plank between the short-touch wand and the stitch.

The premonition of crisis caused the needle to quickly retreat, dodging an arrow that grazed her cheek, but the arrow pierced the back of the needle in mid-air.

"If only the arrows in the rift in the world could be controlled by magic."

A figure landed between the stitches and the short-touch wand, and he shouted to him shortly after he fell.

"Who's the Shorttouch Wand? Priest? Where's the pastor? ”

"Monster exterminators?" The short-touch wand shouted in surprise when he heard this voice, and even the teammates in the game came to reality?

A short touch of a wand will not mistake this voice, and there will always be this voice wailing next to it every time the next dungeon is destroyed.

"What?"

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

The original position of the archer and the short-touch wand was pierced by two sharp tentacles.

"Ahem... Hurry up and run away. The short-touch wand covered the wound in his abdomen, and said to the archer with blood in his mouth.

"Everyone, everyone in your magic net is so irritable!"

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

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

It is absolutely impossible to win here by relying on the archers alone.

"We haven't lost a team battle with the Scarlet Serpent." The archer drew three more arrows from the quiver at his side and placed them on the bowstring, and the ship tilted in the direction of the short-touch wand in an instant.

The reason for the tilt was not the flooding of the cabin, and the short-flicked wand looked back behind him in surprise...... A mob of heavily armed thugs landed from mid-air onto the deck behind the wand.

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

"It seems that the time has come."

Rhona took out a pure white mask and put it on his face, and when the magic was infused into it, a scarlet Ouroboros mark appeared on top of the mask.

"Will... President? "The short-touch wand can't believe this terrifying magic... It's his president in the game.

"Hold on here, don't move!"

Just as the wand was shocked by the group's origins, a woman approached him and sprinkled a bottle of potion on her wound.

"Ice vanilla?" The short-touch wand recognized one of the guild's warrior players once again based on the voice.

The short-touched wand's head was a little dizzy, and he watched as the heavily armed thugs slowly walked towards the stitches in the distance.

"Who is it?" Ronna's pupils behind the mask swept over the Inquisitors, "Bullying the priests of our guild?" ”

The short-touch wand swore that if she were a girl, she would have made a promise to hear this sentence a long time ago.