The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 262 The Shortcut to Kill All You Need is a Legendary Transformation (One Update!)

"Comprehensive network reminder: The current battlefield area is: Emre Maldor/Material World/Lothar Defense Line. Based on the player's initial selection of the relevant battlefield, your current battlefield camp is: Human."

"Warning: The battlefield area is protected by the relevant rules of the integrated network. Units above legendary level cannot pass through. Players are requested to carefully grasp the action boundaries to prevent unexpected situations."

Yi Xia looked at the reminder message refreshed on the retina.

At this time, he had come to a dark and dirty alley.

There was an indescribable stench in the air, like piled feces that had not yet fully fermented.

The surrounding buildings seem to be made of stacked earth and stone.

But think about it some years ago:

Where Yi Xia's gaze touched, all the walls were covered with a layer of oily black stains.

Yi Xia's thoughts moved, and then clouds rose up.

He doesn't do missions or run business or anything.

I really didn't drill into this city that was almost surrounded by feces.

Dang Yi Xia's flying altitude kept rising.

His vision suddenly widened.

He saw rolling and jagged earth and stone buildings.

The crooked streets among them are like black and shiny lines.

The entire outer city of the castle is linked together in an abstract way.

On the top of almost all flat-roofed buildings, some clothes are scattered here and there.

People wore clothing with limited fabrics and shuttled through crowded and narrow dirty roads.

A world with a limited degree of development...

Yi Xia thought so.

Then, he sensed some kind of danger.

Eyes shrouded in flames instantly locked on a certain long-range strike device with a ferocious and rough barrel on a rather distant city wall.

Obviously, not the gunpowder-driven kind.

Yi Xia only noticed at this time.

Under the seemingly filthy and primitive building, there are many heavy magic strike fortifications hidden...

It seems that apart from the subtle style of painting, the effect is quite reliable.

Banned?

Yi Xia thought for a while, and lowered the clouds a little.

But it didn't fall completely to the ground, but floated on top of the building.

Do as the Romans do, but this does not mean an unprincipled compromise.

Not long after, a tall human being barely wearing armor jumped all the way up from the house below.

"On the Internet?"

The man looked at Yi Xia with piercing eyes, as if he was trying to identify Yi Xia's occupation.

He thinks that Yi Xia should be a comprehensive online player.

Because native life is not so clean...

Yi Xia nodded.

He doesn't know if the other party sees it or not.

But Yi Xia knew that the other party must be a comprehensive online player.

This style of painting is enough to make him turn his head back. At first glance, he looks like an old comprehensive online player.

Yi Xia, who has been a comprehensive online player for less than a year, is still more keen on the unpretentious style.

"Go, go, don't fly around."

"The orcs from outside are coming soon. Fly up into the sky with your little body, be careful not to be set on fire by those warlocks."

"The outside smells too strong. There's an old man over there who has opened a shelter. Let's gather there first."

After getting an affirmative answer, the man called Yi Xia over.

Yi Xia thought for a while, then followed the other party first.

This is a real world, which means that the life inside has more complicated and independent thoughts.

In the dungeon derived world, only those powerful individuals can get rid of the concept of being close to nothingness.

Thus, a more "tangible" reality is obtained.

Of course, to Yi Xia, there is no difference between the two.

The wailing and roaring of the evil one couldn't make his will tremble a bit.

Yi Xia drove the cloud and followed the integrated network player who came running.

He bounced quickly from roof to roof.

The seemingly heavy body did not cause much damage.

It seems that it is quite a bit of a sense of weightlessness.

Maybe, it's a high-level extraordinary barbarian who specializes in big jumps?
Of course, this does not affect, the abuse mixed with various local slang came from below.

Obviously, they don't welcome the other party's cosplay of an assassin from a certain faction.

"Almost forgot, are you a mage?"

"It's the first time I've seen a flying technique with special effects. Is it an illusion?"

While jumping, the man shouted loudly towards Yi Xia who was behind him.

It can be seen that he is already very proficient in this way of chatting.

Even if the gust of wind poured in, it did not affect his steady pronunciation at all.

He calls himself: Tolle the Great Sword.

As Yi Xia guessed, he was a barbarian player.

However, I don't know if he is a barbarian like the Nephalem.

And a barbarian, why is it called a big sword?

"It's not a mage, it's a witch."

"That's not an illusion."

Then, Yi Xia revealed his armor and knocked twice with his hand.

Then there was a dull loud noise.

"This is..."

Dajian Tuole turned his head to look, and then froze.

Almost missed the jump.

Looking at the other party who stopped the car in time, the crowd below booed and laughed dissatisfiedly, and continued to lower their heads and busy with their own affairs.

The orc offensive has been going on for several months.

People's faces are full of exhaustion and anxiety, and they need something to pour out their emotions.

But no one can stop completely:

At this moment, the city is like a chariot running at high speed.

All gears and bearings are utilized to the extreme.

"The armor of the Dark Titan?"

"Are you a combat professional?"

"wrong."

"Why do you personally buy such a thing?"

"I remember it cost nearly 10 comprehensive network disaster coins!"

"At this price, you can go to the master of illusion to customize a set of non-limited optional epic illusions!"

The great sword Tuole stopped on a house with a rather solid surface.

Then, like a conjurer who started to chant rapidly, he began to teach with great sincerity to senior players of the illusion party.

Obviously, for Yi Xia who spent nearly [-] comprehensive network disaster coins to purchase, this armor is more suitable for the transformation of large lifeforms.

The other party expressed great distress.

It's like the old players in the game who watched Mengxin being cheated by the profiteers of the system.

Although the lost gold coins have nothing to do with him.

But that subconscious heartache is very real.

"It's okay, it's durable."

Yi Xia smiled, and threw a bottle of peppermint witch medicine to the other party.

Then he also took out a bottle of peppermint witch medicine, and drank it while standing in the cloud.

The breeze coiled around him, circulating the stench of the outside world.

Of course, this breeze is for Yi Xia.

From the perspective of the outside world, it is the howling wind that is chaotic and disorderly.

Amidst the sobbing wind, Yi Xia's figure was indistinct.

"Thanks, but I prefer to drink."

The other party accepted it, and then took out a can of wine from the item backpack.

He raised a symbolic gesture to Yi Xia, and drank it in one gulp.

He continued to lead the way, and didn't say anything about the illusion.

The heartache is really painful, but it doesn't look like this one is short of money.

A spellcaster who lacks money will not be able to make it this far.

High-level spellcasters correspond to massive magic resources.

Not long after, the two came to a high tower next to the barracks one after the other.

A guy with half a vertical pupil was watching the two of them on the tower with great interest.

"Great Sword Tuole, your old opponent is here."

It looked at the great sword Tolle, and suddenly said so.

"Oh? That guy hasn't been hacked to death by the rebels yet?"

"No, it said that it will cut off your neck before you die."

The existence on the tower smiled, and seemed quite familiar with the friction between the two.

"That couldn't be easier - it only needs to transform into a handful of Frostmourne..."

The great sword Toller paused, and then:

"In this way, it will kill its old father..."

(End of this chapter)