Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 68: Here in the **** seat

　　 Lin Tuo disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before, leaving only a group of free wizards standing in the wind, looking at each other.

　　……

　　Northern Continent, Kingdom of Drai, Holy Plain.

　　 A solemn and depressing "small town" stands in the mountains with remnants of snow, covering a vast area.

　　The city is not big. There are only tens of thousands of people living inside, but it is full of tall buildings.

　　 Inside, the streets are neat and tidy. Large and small churches and monasteries are symmetrically distributed on both sides of the street. Most people walking in the city wear priest robes.

　　 There are occasional conversations, but also in low voices, and the air is full of the sense of order brought by majesty.

　　 This small city is called "Hayeks", but the people of the Dreite Kingdom are more familiar with its other name:

　　 Holy City.

　　 Yes, this is the headquarters of the church, a city composed entirely of priests, priests, priests and Templars.

　　 It stands alone at the northern end of the Sacred Plain, not far from the capital, and all the daily necessities are transported from the capital of the Drei Kingdom in the southeast.

　　 For a long time in the past, this holy city was the place of worship for countless believers on the mainland. It was the closest, brightest and most solemn place to the God of Creation.

　　 However, I don't know when, this holy city suddenly became scary and terrifying.

　　……

　　 At the very center of the holy city, a magnificent church built of pure white stone stands here.

　　 In a ceremonial hall deep in this pure white building, wearing a gorgeous robe, a crown on his head and holding a scepter, the current pope is sitting on the ground with his eyes closed.

　　His figure is quite tall, but he is also old. As one of the most powerful people on this continent, his life span and strength have exceeded too many people.

　　 It's a pity, but still can't resist the power of time.

　　 "咚......咚......咚......"

　　 Suddenly, when the bell came through the cracks in the gloomy hall window curtains, the old man who was the pope suddenly opened his eyes.

　　 What is heart-pounding is that in his eyes, there is a pure blackness.

　　 That is far more pure darkness than those of the Templars.

　　 is like an endless abyss.

　　 Suddenly, the abyss seemed to tremble, and his body trembled slightly, only to see black threads pouring out of his skin pores.

　　 is like a torn doll pulled out of wool.

　　The dense black lines fluttered without wind, just a glance makes one instinctively dizzy and fearful.

　　 "What happened?"

　　 As dozens of black threads broke, the pope whispered to himself in doubt, and the expression on his face twisted, as if he was extremely angry.

　　 was silent for a few seconds, then he stood up and walked outside the empty hall.

　　 The moment he opened the door, the expression on his face became majestic and peaceful again, and countless black threads on his body also gathered and disappeared.

　　 "Mianxia."

　　 The priest guarding outside the main hall salutes respectfully and dare not look directly.

　　 The pope remained silent, nodded invisible, walked straight out, crossed the Avenue of Holiness, climbed the Steps of Innocence, opened the door of faith, and there were fewer and fewer priests nearby. Soon, Finally, there was no one around him.

　　 There is only one dark and spacious corridor.

　　 One side of the corridor is a wall with sacred scrolls hung, and on the other side is a row of narrow windows.

　　 The floor is covered with marble painted with religious patterns. The sun shines through the windows and slanted in the corridor, but it doesn't bring any warmth.

　　 "Da, da, da..." The footsteps of the pope echoed in the corridor, and the hem of the gorgeous robe dragged on the marble floor.

　　 Soon, a closed door without any decoration appeared in front of him.

　　"Great, supreme God, your loyal believers have doubts."

　　 The old pope leaned over to salute, a hoarse voice sounded.

　　 Immediately, the door suddenly opened, and inside was a cramped prayer room.

　　 is round in shape, without windows, all corners of the walls, floor, etc. are painted with sacred patterns, and only a gem emitting light on the top is illuminated.

　　 However, when the door of the room opened, in the eyes of the old pope, the whole world spread.

　　The familiar buildings have disappeared, and he is standing in an extremely vast, extremely magnificent, and extremely majestic hall.

　　 Right in front, at the top of the hundreds of steps, is a **** seat, and what occupies the **** seat is a giant made up of pitch-black mist.

　　 "Oh?"

　　 An ethereal voice echoed in the hall. The voice seemed to carry some confusion and pollution. If it was heard by ordinary people, it would only have a headache, but the old pope was intoxicated, like a holy voice:

　　 "I sensed that a team sent to search for heretics was gone, and I didn't notice their existence."

　　 "They are dead." The black mist giant replied, "A heresy killed them."

　　"Here?"

　　 "Yes, a very special heresy. I don't know where he came from, but just by relying on the sense of nothingness, I can smell his sweet fragrance, which is more delicious food than wizards." Black mist Surging, said.

　　 The Pope was a little surprised, knowing that through his hands, the wizards who gave food to the gods in front of him no longer know how many, but they have never received a "delicious" evaluation.

　　 "Please allow me to send someone to catch him," he said.

　　 However, the black mist paused before saying:

　　 "For you, he is very powerful, and his whereabouts are mysterious, he cannot be traced, he seems to be looking for you, maybe he can use this..."

　　……

　　……

　　 Not long after, the door of the prayer room in front of the Pope closed again, and the magnificent temple was also missing in his vision.

　　 slowly turned around, and the old pope walked out again along the corridor.

　　 called a guard outside: "Go and inform Archbishop Cisse, and order him to contact the Knights Templars around the kingdom through divine magic and ask them to return to the Holy Plain immediately."

　　 "Yes." Although the guard was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask questions, and immediately took the order.

　　 Only the old man in Chinese clothes stood indifferently in the shadow of the church, with two deep eyes looking towards the south, and the words of the "god" echoed in the already completely eroded mind:

　　"Use them as bait to draw that heresy here and sacrifice to me."

　　……

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　　Drei Kingdom, Solan City.

　　 When Lin Tuo had difficulty, with the help of maps, coupled with constant "transportation", looking for local people to inquire, and arrived in this city located southwest of Oak Town.

　　 just happened to meet those church knights who had just received orders from the Holy City to evacuate through divine magic.

　　 took a lot of hands and feet and solved the team. Lin Tuo once again said the same problem to the rescued wizards in the queue:

　　 "Who knows, in what direction is the arrest team of other churches going?"

　　 But in the face of his inquiries, these people failed to provide much effective information. A few, at least a month ago, were seriously lagging behind and completely unreferenced.

　　 This makes Lin Tuo a bit of a headache.

　　 After all, although he can overlook the entire continent through the body, he can even see some specific details through the "zoom" function.

　　 can be such a large area, it is really difficult to find a few teams.

　　 Lin Tuo also thought about using those "etheric lines" that spread to the sky to locate, but through observation and experimentation, he found that those Templar knights seem to rarely practice.

　　 Not to mention those wizards who are tortured at all times and are not allowed to "meditate".

　　 "Will you continue to search, or go directly to the church headquarters?" Waved and let the wizards disperse by themselves, Lin Tuo wandered through the city of Solan and began to think about this question.

　　 If it is a normal infighting between humans, Lin Tuo can actually not be so troublesome.

　　 As long as you control the Pope and ask him to issue a release order, or even more simply, disguise the gods and issue a real "oracle" to inform the mainland, it can be resolved.

　　 However, after eradicating two teams in a row, plus all kinds of information collected along the way, he has already determined that this incident is by no means "normal".

　　 The knights and magicians of these churches are quite weird, especially the black air that permeates after death, which illustrates this point.

　　Considering that these people are acting in accordance with the pope's orders, Lin Tuo even suspects that the entire holy city and the high-level churches have been "contaminated".

　　 This reminded him of the "Secret Seal" in Sandbox No. 1 that had influenced the mad emperor.

　　Difficult to Morale Kingdom, similar items appeared?

　　 If these worries are true, then I am afraid that even if I drop the "oracles", it will be useless. It is even denied by the church and judged as a demon.

　　 And if the church headquarters were directly erased, it would be utterly neat, but this would leave many hidden dangers.

　　 Therefore, in Lin Tuo's mind, the most thorough method is to eliminate the church knights scattered everywhere, and then solve the "holy city" problem.

　　 but the clue was interrupted right now, but it made him hesitate.

　　 "Who?"

　　 At this moment, Lin Tuo, who was thinking, suddenly felt something, and suddenly looked at a shadow on the side of the street~IndoMTL.com~ Then, the light was distorted, a middle-aged man in a weird gown People take the initiative to reveal their figure.

　　 "Your Excellency, please don't get me wrong, I'm just an incompetent, cowardly wizard hiding in the shadows." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and opened his hands, indicating that he was not hostile.

　　 "Wizard?" Lin Tuo raised his eyebrows slightly, not surprisingly.

　　 Although the church is very strong in arrests, in such a big kingdom, there are always some wizards who can find ways to hide.

　　 Especially the "talent ability" is suitable for hiding.

　　 "Do you have something to tell me?" Lin Tuo asked.

　　"Yes, dear strong man, are you looking for the trail of the Knights Templar?

　　I have some clues that may be useful to you...Just before you arrived here, the church in Solan received a decree from the Pope, asking all teams to return to the Sacred Plain immediately..."

　　"Go back?" Lin Tuo was a little depressed, and his heart moved:

　　 Could it be that the news of the deaths of these people has been sent back?

　　In this age of magic, this is not impossible.

　　 "So? Are you here to tell me this?" Lin Tuo looked at him strangely after listening.

　　 immediately, I saw the middle-aged wizard give a deep ceremony:

　　 "Although I don't know what your purpose is, but you rescued the wizard, this alone makes me admire very much. I hope my news can be of some use to you."

　　 After saying this, the wizard's figure became blurred, and soon disappeared into the shadows.

　　 Lin Tuo stared at the corner of the street for a while, under his hood, the corner of his mouth slowly raised, his gaze turned to the north:

　　 "Sacred Plain... Is the church headquarters located... This is, it saves me a lot of effort."