Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 892

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Somewhere in the basement of the Plague Zone of the Iron Citadel.

Father Gaynko is being ‘treated’ with a magic doll called Heart Lock.

The Inquisition for Heresy has lost the help of the choir since the Saintess suddenly raised the 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 was just relieved of his negative emotions, and was aroused by the shout again.

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.

“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.

These guys are called silent monks… all of them are puppets made of stitches.

“Hundreds of soul fragments were consumed to attack the world of consciousness, but each time he was severely ravaged, this kind of loser really dares to speak.”

Needle recklessly ridiculed Father Gaynke’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 said coldly ask.

“I’m doing it! Do you understand? Destroy these heroes from within.

”

Stitch’s pupils stared at the magic web interface in front of him, and Father Gaynko found that not only him, but other silent monks in the corner were also using magic Net, what they present on the interface is the same game.

“This new game is really interesting, it’s almost like reality.” Stitch

muttered 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 that the needle is currently playing is World Rift.

She has the same status as Father Gaynko in the Inquisition, but he and Father Gaynko belong to different sects. The leaders of the sects are called ‘Messengers’, and the messengers are not humans, but pass their divine instructions intentional existence.

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 excites Stitch even more…there’s a difference between two camps in this game.

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 was dropped and then humiliated them with words…

the name of the alliance player whose name was scarlet on his head instantly turned green.

‘While the rift is open, 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 died!

“Who! Who!”

Stitch adjusted the tone of his protagonist angrily 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…chief! 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 best 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 called out directly in the voice. In her eyes, the monsters inside were a group of puppets, and the monsters’ attacks were 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 Healed the warriors in the front row, 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 warriors, suddenly suddenly gave the shield in the warrior’s hand to him. …to take the past.

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 Needle’s mind.

“Damn! Damn!”

Stitch kept shouting at the same time, her third character also died under 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 like a thread Puppet-like monster.

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.

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“Brother, are you alright?”

A green horn appeared on the soldier’s head, indicating that he was talking in voice, and the public chat channel was always open, so that it would be easier for her humiliate your 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 to the side first… I’ll deal with this gnoll!” The

warrior seemed to be immersed in the knight’s plot of heroes saving beauty. He raised his shield and spoke to him by voice. The gnoll cried out.

“Come on! Monster.”

But just after he shouted, the Gnoll dodged the shield in his hand, and then slapped his helmet into the sky with an axe.

[End of this Chapter]