Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 270: This is extraordinary
Just when the rainstorm pours down over the God Capital for a whole day, in the phantom space, Lin Tuo floating over the plain also used the derivation sand table to see the dense blue and white threads.
Without any hesitation, he took the lead to fall towards the northern forest with one hand, turning his wrist lightly, grabbing hundreds of etheric lines, and pressing them down.
In the next second, the space vibrated slightly, and a group of figures suddenly appeared in the corresponding area, first blurred, and then quickly cleared.
One after another, extraordinary elves wearing armor and holding weapons appeared on the wasteland.
Their bodies are a bit illusory, as are the clothes and weapons in their hands.
For most of them, it is the first time to enter a battlefield built by angels in this way.
"This is the destination?"
They first looked around, and found that it was a desolate land, the soil under their feet was rough and slightly weird, and there was only spiritual vegetation on the plain, no life.
is blocked by tall mountains in the distance, overhead is a huge round of "sun" without temperature.
did not see the "demon" nor the angel.
Some Beyonders began to sense their own strength subconsciously and vigilantly, and immediately realized with some nervousness that they could not sense the ether in their bodies.
No, to be precise, their "body" at the moment is very strange.
So, they all looked at the big elf in moon white and embroidered golden patterns in front of the team, but found that the latter was looking up at the sky calmly.
"Messiah..."
A strong elven clan subconsciously called out, and then listened to the high priest gently speak:
"Quiet."
When the voice of fell, the elves suddenly noticed that the sky was dark for a moment, and in a daze, they seemed to see a palm passing over the warm red sphere shaped like the sun above their heads. Many of them then realized:
"Angel——"
"Boom..."
In the next second, on the other side of the mountain range not far away from them, one after another blue and white aura fell, and then, the orc army standing in line came down at the same time, making a noise.
And this is not the end, then, every few seconds, the sky will flash briefly, and each flash means that a team is drawn into the illusion space.
In a short time, the thirteen areas separated by the entire wasteland are all filled up, and the teams of humans, orcs, and elves step into their predetermined positions in turn.
Ke Lan’s team was the last one to be drawn in, and it was also located in the center of the entire battlefield.
When he appeared in this mysterious space with the surrounding churches and military leaders, including the great priests, his heart was full of uncontrollable shock:
As a wishmaker, he has imagined countless times that one day he can truly walk into an extraordinary world instead of just watching.
However, even in the most mysterious dreams, I have never imagined what it is today.
"The great priest... Where is the angel?" When Ke Lan retracted his gaze from the wasteland, he looked to his side and asked.
Before the latter could answer, he was shocked to hear that a slightly illusory voice came from the red sun above his head:
"This place obstructs the ether, and what you see and feel are all souls... and so is the holy war later..."
Under Lin Tuo's intention, the voice was vague and loud. When it fell, above the wasteland, it was originally a little noisy. The Extraordinary from all ethnic groups stopped talking and looked up at the same time.
and realized that the sound came from the tenth-level angel who came with the oracle and presided over the holy war tonight.
And following Lin Tuo's recounting, many of them finally understood the special state of their own, and realized the peculiarities of today's battle.
Among the crowd, Ke Lan's eyes widened, completely devoid of the prince’s dignity, and there was a burst of doubt in his heart, a burst of confusion:
"So, we are now entering this battlefield with the spirits, and we have also severed the connection with the ether. As a result, the Extraordinary has lost the ability to fight that they were familiar with? Will it be changed to the strength of the spirits, the comparison of spirituality?"
Ke Lan was very surprised. When Lin Tuo's voice in the sky came to an end, he couldn't help looking at the great priest beside him:
"In other words, you have lost your spell ability? But this way... how can you fight?"
In the team, there are also many eyes cast.
Wearing a sacred robe, the grand priest with a solemn face was not surprised. He looked at Ke Lan peacefully and smiled:
"It seems you still don't understand the angel's words."
Seeing Ke Lan stunned, the great priest pointed to his robe, the armor and weapons of the people around him, and reminded:
"Since our spirits can transmogize these, they can naturally also transmogize various spells."
, the great priest raised his hand with a wave, and wisps of spirituality gathered from his body to his palm, turning into a brilliant light.
Seeing this scene, the Extraordinary people around suddenly realized.
The thoughts turn, one after another, like a gourd painting, a cloud of holy light is condensed in the palm.
Ke Lan was stunned, looking at the great priest as if he realized something, and then slowly raised his palm in the latter's gentle gaze.
In the next second, a pure holy light burned in his palm like a flame.
Ke Lan opened his mouth, watching this scene somewhat obsessively, thinking: So this is extraordinary.
At the same time, on this huge battlefield, the elves and orcs have also understood the meaning of Lin Tuo's words, and some novelty try to imitate the usual spells with their own spiritual power.
In the sky, a little bit of light lit up overlooking the wasteland, and Lin Tuo was also a little emotional. This is also the upgraded ability of the "Nightmare". If he could do it in the past, it would be difficult for others to use it freely.
At this time, the thirteen areas on the ground have been stabilized, and they have gradually adapted to this different combat method. The senior transcendents of various races who led the teams and participated in the previous meeting began to purge the team and issued the previous The tactical plan discussed with Lin Tuo.
According to Lin Tuo, it is mainly procrastination, and there is no need for these people to give up their lives.
Here after all, if the soul is completely annihilated, it is equivalent to death, and this is what he does not want to see. Even if the spirit lords themselves are killed, they are defending themselves, but they can pay less death and injury. Ok.
thinking, waiting for the team on the ground to be completely prepared, Lin Tuo's expression also became serious, and his eyes fell on the evolving sand table in front of him.
In the next second, he took a breath, raised his hand and grabbed the thirteen "River of Faith~IndoMTL.com~ With a turn of his mind, he suddenly pulled out.
……
At the same time, sandbox No. 5 is scattered in temples all over the mainland.
was originally in a state of "sleeping", entrenched in the idols, constantly absorbing spirituality, and strengthening the thirteen "spiritual lords" at the same time sensing the danger, suddenly opened their blood-red eyes.
raised his head, and stared at the river of faith with a strong suction with that cruel and greedy gaze.
"hiss..."
The devil-shaped life almost instinctively opened its mouth, spit out a snake-like letter, and burst into a misty light.
But in the next moment, these thirteen ghosts were forcibly pulled by a pair of invisible hands to the dark and cold sky, and then disappeared in the trembling ripples.
……
In the phantom space.
With a burst of anger and a frightening neighing sound, thirteen ghosts suddenly appeared.
appeared along with it, and there was the sound of the warm red "sun" from high above:
"Kill!"
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ps: Zero point, full attendance, short.
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