Bringing Culture to a Different World Chapter 662 - the worst batch of rookies

Chapter 662: Chapter 658, the worst batch of rookies

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When the priest snapped back to his senses, the two heretics who had entered the s.p.a.ce of consciousness with him had already disappeared!

The scenery around them had also changed from a luxurious hall to a narrow corridor. At the end of the corridor, a middle-aged man was limping towards them with an axe in his hand.

“Chain, something’s Not Right!”

Thorn looked around. She had learned about the s.p.a.ce of consciousness from the church’s canon. There should be nothing here, and the surrounding s.p.a.ce was shrouded in nothingness.

However, there was not only an entire building in the s.p.a.ce of consciousness, but there were also so many human beings.

The existence of two heretics was not surprising to Thorn, because those two heretics might be the ‘key’that her mother had mentioned, however, when Thorn looked at the middle-aged man at the end of the corridor… an indescribable fear crept into her heart.

“Isn’t this what we are going to do by using the Power G.o.d has given us to destroy everything in the s.p.a.ce of consciousness?”The priest took out his magic staff and aimed it at the middle-aged man. “If this is the ‘guard’in the s.p.a.ce of consciousness, isn’t it a little too ridiculous?”

The man at the end of the corridor was indeed not suitable to be called a ‘guard’. He could not even be called a warrior. His body was bloated and his eyes were lifeless. Even if he held an axe, he might not even be comparable to a woodcutter.

The woodcutter’s hands still had muscles to speak of, but the middle-aged man could only be described as ‘fat’.

The priest had once killed the strongest orc in the frost plains. That Orc could tear this fellow into pieces with just his own arms.

Just as the priest began to chant magic and was about to tear the weak ‘guard’into pieces, the priest noticed that his arms were trembling slightly.

What was going on?

Not only his arms, but his feet were also trembling. Ever since he joined the church, he had experienced all kinds of fear, but this time, a large amount of fear flooded into his heart like a flood, it made him unable to move at all.

The middle-aged man with the axe staggered towards the priest. His movements were so clumsy that he looked like a baby learning to walk.

But the priest stared at his crazed expression and had an impulse to retreat and escape!

Use Magic to tear him apart! The priest tried his best to overcome the fear in his mind and began to chant the magic that the Lord had given him.

But it was useless.

‘G.o.d’s punishment!’

‘Earth Skeleton Strike!’

‘death announcer!’

He chanted five or six spells in an instant, but none of them were effective. Just as the man with the axe was about to walk in front of him, he subconsciously cast the most basic spell, ‘Fireball’!

Finally, it had an effect. Scorching Flames emerged from the front of the priest’s staff and hit the man’s head. The priest revealed a somewhat deranged smile, but the smile froze on his face in the next second.

The man walked out of the flame unscathed, then raised his axe high and hacked at the priest.

The priest pulled out the dagger at his waist and stabbed it at his abdomen, but the dagger bounced back as if it had hit steel.

The next second, intense pain and fear spread through his senses. The axe hit his shoulder, and a large amount of blood flowed out from his shoulder. The murderer pulled out the axe and walked towards Thorn, who was standing at another place.

The priest of the chains had already fallen to the ground and was bleeding profusely. Thorn wanted to retreat when she saw this scene, but it was too late. She was cut down on the ground, the murderer mercilessly chopped at her head again.

The moment the axe fell, everything returned to normal. The murderer looked at the Heart Lock, who was standing between the two of them. At the moment when he was about to act, his action instantly stopped.

“This is much more exciting than the ‘s.h.i.+ning’i shot.”

Joshua’s figure appeared in the corridor and looked at the two corpses on the ground. This scene was enough for the ‘s.h.i.+ning’to be loaded into the r-cla.s.s lens.

“Is this the… remote control that you said?”

Hiri walked to the front of the male lead of the ‘s.h.i.+ning’played by Sir White Thorn Flower. He felt even more horrified when he saw the character up close.

“The world tree has given me some ability to interfere with the s.p.a.ce of consciousness.”

An ancient inscription appeared in Joshua’s hand. Then, he swiped it slightly to the left. Jack, the male lead of the s.h.i.+ning, instantly walked backward and returned to the end of the corridor.

“The ability to retreat is useless against people who accidentally entered this place? But the wound has recovered.”

Joshua looked at the two intruders who were still lying on the ground, and at the Heart Lock who was looking at him in a daze.

“Why did that Jack attack them?”Hiri poked one of them with his staff and asked.

“I replaced the two of them with characters from the show. This is a role-playing game experience.”

Joshua’s understanding of the s.p.a.ce of consciousness was still very vague. This was the only interference ability that the world tree gave him.

“Hiri, it’s time to move to another place to watch them clear the level and s.h.i.+ne. This is their second life. Let’s see where they can fight.”

Joshua took Hiri and disappeared into the corridor again.

At this time, the priest and Thorn also gradually woke up.

After the priest woke up, the first thing he did was to touch his shoulder. His shoulder had been broken by the axe earlier, and the sound of bones breaking still echoed clearly in his ears.

But there was no… no wound.

Another nightmare?

The priest was used to nightmares, but this was the first time such a real nightmare had happened.

No! It was not a nightmare.

The priest heard footsteps at the end of the corridor… when he raised his head again, the middle-aged man with the axe in his hand walked towards him step by step.

“You are just a dead soul from the root. You will become the bait for the Lord.”

He struggled to stand up from the ground. His body was still trembling. A huge fear surged into his heart. A voice kept telling him, “Run! Run!”.

However, another kind of anger made him want to tear the middle-aged man into pieces. The priest picked up the dagger on the ground and rushed towards the man.

The man raised the axe in his hand and slashed at him again. The priest dodged the axe and stabbed the dagger at his neck, but the dagger was bounced away!

This mistake was fatal. The priest clutched his abdomen, and a lot of blood flowed out. His axe had already sunk into it.

The priest took a few steps back and knelt on the ground. The man raised the axe in his hand. The last thing the priest saw… was the sound of something rolling on the ground, he watched as his body turned into a headless corpse. A large amount of blood gushed out from his neck, and his consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

But not long after, he opened his eyes again. His entire body was safe and sound. The man was standing at the end of the corridor with the axe in his hand. He walked towards him with a ferocious smile on his face.

Run! His anger had been completely eroded by his fear. The only thought in his mind was to run.