Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 274: The miracle reappears

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Standing in the room for a while, I was in a daze. When I saw the dial of the alarm clock, I suddenly realized: It's already the afternoon, and Huaxi doesn't seem to ask herself to eat.

There was no movement in the kitchen or next door.

"Where's the person?" Lin Tuo was curious, went out and walked towards the next room. Instead of entering, he leaned on the window and looked in.

Then his face became a little helpless.

In March, the temperature had risen, and Huaxi had achieved success in cultivation and was not afraid of the cold. At this time, he was lying sideways on the bed, the quilt was kicked open, and he was asleep.

Two legs hold a crystal ball like a doll. Inside the ball, Hathaway is also asleep.

"Uh, it seems that the ‘side effects’ of absorbing spirituality are bigger than expected." Lin Tuo silently retracted his gaze, thinking about it, not surprising.

Hathaway didn't say anything, she swallowed the spiritual origin directly, it was difficult to digest and normal. As for Huaxi, she still stayed in the body quenching state, and her digestive ability was naturally difficult to compare with him.

Shaking his head, Lin Tuo had to go to the kitchen by himself, to heat up the leftovers from the last meal, and by the way, put down some dried noodles.

When picking noodles with chopsticks, he himself found it interesting.

If the transcendents in sandbox No. 5 know what their respected archangel is doing, they don't know what kind of expression it is.

……

In half an hour.

After solving the lunch problem, Lin Tuo returned to the sand table again, ready to solve the promised wishes, and by the way, he also recovered the ether in his body by collecting.

At this moment, the rim of the mainland is at noon, the day is bright and beautiful, the mountains, rivers, forests and trees are picturesque.

Lin Tuo cast his gaze to the north, and the earth immediately unfolded, revealing the desert southwest of the Fairy King's Court. After thinking a little, he dropped his hands, grabbed the desert with one hand, and caught the clouds with the other.

……

In the north, at the edge of the Evernight Forest and the desert, a neutral post sits on a giant tree.

It's a pity that with the erosion of desertification, this extremely long tree is about to wither, and the only green color that remains seems weak.

"The latest order of the tribe, within three months at the latest, we must move to a new post. Here, there is no more people to stay, and there is no need to defend."

When a low-level Extraordinary officer held a document delivered by the druid messenger, summoned the few remaining colleagues in the guard and read this order, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became low.

"Are you really leaving?" an elf asked. After getting the captain's affirmative reply, his ears were visibly drooped.

"I knew that I could stay soon, or, sooner or later, I was really reluctant," the other elf had a complicated tone, and couldn't help turning and looking out the window, looking at the diffuse yellow sand:

"The desert is getting bigger and bigger. This is the first time that the line of defense has been shrunk? At this rate, I'm afraid we will have to go to the tribal capital to garrison in a thousand years."

"Hilton, don't you think this joke is cold?"

"The key is obsolescence. She has said this paragraph at least a thousand times in the past fifty years!"

Several elves are depressed and honest.

The captain said:

"Okay, didn't these things have been expected a long time ago, we will just keep the last guard. In fact, everyone does not have to worry too much, the tribe has been working hard..."

"What's the use of hard work? Can it stop more and more yellow sand? Less and less forest?" Hilton said, "Unless the miracles recorded in history reappear!

Ha, speaking of this, I know that the high priest has been cultivating a wisher... and has been trying to make a wish with the help of the wisher, and getting feedback from the gods, but the result?

What's the use?

I think human beings are more pragmatic in this regard, so they will not pin their hopes on the useless "wishers"! "

"Okay!" The captain yelled, just about to say something.

Suddenly, a loud noise appeared, and the ground shook suddenly, and even the wooden houses of the post creaked.

"What's the matter? Is it a sandstorm?"

"What happened?"

The discussion was interrupted, and heads poked out from the window of the tree house. Then, the group of sentinels saw an unimaginable scene:

The yellow sand rolls up.

The endless sandy soil resembles a river, gathering into strands, flowing back toward the sky, not knowing where to go.

At the same time, countless dark clouds gathered, and the heavy rain fell violently, and within a few seconds, the whole world was flooded.

Only the elf standing in the outpost was left in a daze. After a while, the captain woke up first, saying:

"You wait, I will go to the Druid messenger and inform the high priest!"

Before the voice was over, he had already started the "charge" and turned into a plume of smoke to rush out. At this moment, they all understood what had happened.

Miracles! The miracle reappeared!

……

"Great Chief!" The orc king's court, on the mountain where the mountaintop temple is located, the orc temple guarding here wishes to see Kreus and hurriedly saluted.

There was some confusion in his eyes.

The "Mountain Temple", as the name suggests, is built on the basis of a statue of a **** standing on the top of the mountain.

Because of the inconvenience and the nearby statue of a **** at the foot of the mountain, it is not the usual place of worship for the people of the royal court, and usually few people come.

But today, the king of the orcs, Kreus himself brought people here, which made the temple frightened and curious.

"Nothing." Said Kreus, who was two meters tall, with sturdy black hair, and the beast traits on his tail. He immediately looked forward to the vast mountains and waited quietly.

"Mountain Temple" is also the place with the highest view nearby.

He is waiting for the "Archangel" to take action.

I want to witness with my own eyes how to turn mountains into fertile soil.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a strange whistling suddenly appeared over the western mountains, and the stack of gray clouds suddenly shattered!

It's like being penetrated by some invisible but powerful force!

The next second, the earthquake trembles, Kreus' eyes widened in astonishment, and the "Eagle Eye Technique" is activated.

Then, the orc lord was horrified to see that the distant mountains were crushed, smoothed, and moved by that mighty and invisible force at this moment!

The force deliberately avoided the area where the orcs lived, and pulled it far away, so that the earthquake caused by it would not cause disaster if it spreads here.

Under the mountain, countless orcs rushed out of the city, looking at the collapsed mountains in the west with a blank but fearful look.

Behind him, the "wish master" Miao Zhu fell to his knees with a thud, raised his hands excitedly, and shouted:

"Heaven is falling! The earth is sinking! God's grace! Fertile soil!"

In this miracle that only "gods" can create, the countless barren mountains were easily "smoothed" and turned into plains, and they were flooded with water.

Cangshan turns into fertile fields.

……

On this afternoon, the northern elven tribe, the western orc territories, and the two empires of mankind successively appeared different kinds of "miracles", which attracted countless people out of their homes and worshipped in terror.

And each of those miracles accurately solved the most urgent desire for survival of the creatures everywhere.

In the past many years, many wish-makers have made "prayer" many times.

"The miracle reappears! The miracle reappears!"

Similar voices are everywhere in the streets.

The vast majority of people in this world do not know that just last night, the top powerhouses of all races won the "jihad" victory.

Even many officials, extraordinary people, don't know anything about it.

Even the most powerful people who have actually participated in the "Holy War" do not know the specific details of the miracles that follow, and only have guesses.

The senior leaders of all ethnic groups obviously did not disclose their thoughts, and tacitly attributed the collective "miracles" covering all ethnic groups to the prayers of "wishers" over the past many years.

So, people suddenly realized that, in their opinion, this is undoubtedly a very logical explanation...They don't know the existence of the holy war, but they know the existence of the "wisher".

Many of them also know that the ability of "wishers" is to communicate with gods and make wishes, and there is a probability that they will be realized in "a few years".

"So, the miracle of today, and even the strength of the wish-makers of the past generations? Their prayers have received the unified return of the gods?"

"It turns out that the power of the'Wisher' is real?"

At this moment, countless people were shocked.

In their original cognition, the wish master is really not a sequential approach, but with many miracles today, they finally realized that the power of the "wish master" is not reflected in the magic, but other.

In the face of these many powers that can be called changing the world, even the legendary ninth-level sequence powerhouse, what is it?

From this perspective, perhaps the "wisher" is the most powerful existence among the fourteen sequence paths.

……

Shendu.

In a certain house, Ke Lan, who had been recuperating, stood quietly in the courtyard, looking at the beautiful flower tree in the garden—the heavy rain of last night finally ended at this moment.

The afternoon sun shone, and the whole world shining on seemed to sparkle.

"So, now the whole **** is chasing the ‘Wisher’?" Ke Lan retracted his gaze and looked at the groom and attendant who was standing beside him and reporting.

"Yes, Your Highness, no one dares to despise this path anymore!" The attendant said excitedly.

"Oh." But Ke Lan's expression was unexpectedly plain~IndoMTL.com~Your Highness..." The attendant was taken aback. He always felt that His Highness had changed a lot since last night, but he was smart and didn't ask any questions. , Turn to:

"By the way, you said earlier that you would go to the temple to pray in the afternoon. I will prepare a car?"

After a long silence, Ke Lan suddenly shook his head:

"No, I'm a little tired today, so I won't go."

"Ah, good." The attendant, with a dazed expression, retreated.

When he left, Ke Lan tightened his collar and unfolded the letter sent by the great priest from his arms. It was the news that he could go to the temple and make a "special wish".

Originally, he had prepared a wish, that is, to ask the "God" or the "Archangel" to help him change his way and change his identity as a "Wisher"... to become truly extraordinary.

But...just now, he changed his mind.

"Tear and pull." After tearing up the letter, Ke Lan yawned lazily and turned to the bedroom:

"Perhaps, it's not bad to be an idle'wisher'."

……

Lishan, study room.

Raising his hand and pressing it on the "Xinghai Server", Lin Tuo waited for a long time, but did not wait for the "special wishes" of the "wish masters" who had given credit.

"Tsk," reluctantly retracted his hand, Lin Tuo looked at the sand table continent in front of him, with some doubts, "Is it forgotten, or didn't think about it? I won't give up, right?"

It's three o'clock in the morning, try to prevent theft. I hope it won't hurt the night owl. I'm sorry, I will replace it when the pirated version is updated. I hope it won't be too long. The number of positive characters is only a lot.