Just as the torrential rain that had accumulated over Shendu for a whole day poured down, in the phantom space, Lin Tuo, who was floating over the plain, also saw those dense blue and white silk threads with the help of the evolution sand table.
Without any hesitation, he took the lead in lowering towards the northern forest with one hand, turned his wrist lightly, grabbed hundreds of ether threads, and pressed them downward.
In the next second, the space vibrated slightly, and figures suddenly appeared in the corresponding area, blurred at first, and then quickly became clear.
One after another, extraordinary elves wearing armor and holding weapons appeared on the wasteland.
Their bodies are slightly illusory, as are the clothes on their bodies and the weapons in their hands.
For most of them, it is the first time to enter the battlefield built by angels in this way.
"This is the destination?"
They first looked around, and found that this was a desolate land. The soil under their feet was rough and slightly weird. There were only scattered vegetation on the plain, lifeless.
In the distance, it is blocked by tall mountains, and above the head is a huge and temperatureless "sun".
No "demons" were seen, and no angels were seen.
Some Extraordinary people began to sense their own power subconsciously and vigilantly, and then found a little nervously that they really couldn't sense the ether in their bodies.
No, to be precise, their "bodies" at the moment are very strange.
So, they all looked at the big elf in front of the team in moon-white robes embroidered with golden patterns, only to find that the latter was calmly looking up at the sky.
"Messiah..."
A strong elf called out subconsciously, and then heard the high priest speak softly:
"Quiet."
After the words fell, the elves suddenly found that the sky was dark for a moment. In a trance, they seemed to see a palm passing by the red and warm sphere above their heads, which was shaped like the sun. Many of them came to their senses:
"Angel-"
"Boom..."
In the next second, on the other side of the mountain range not far away from them, streaks of bluish-white aura fell, and then, the orc legion standing in a square formation descended at the same time, making a bang.
And this is not the end, then, every few seconds, the sky will flicker briefly, and each flicker means that a team is pulled into the illusion space.
Not long after, the thirteen areas separated by the whole wasteland were all filled, and the teams of human race, orc, and elf stepped into the predetermined positions one by one.
Ke Lan's team was the last 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 church and military powerhouses around him, including the great priest, his heart was filled with uncontrollable shock:
As a wish teacher, he has imagined countless times that one day he can truly enter the extraordinary world instead of just watching.
But even in the most fantastic dreams, the present scene was never imagined.
"Great priest... where is the angel?" Ke Lan looked away from the wasteland, looked to the side, and asked.
Before the latter could answer, he was shocked to hear a slightly illusory voice coming from the red sun above his head:
"This place blocks the ether, and what you see and feel is all the soul... The holy war will be the same later..."
Under Lin Tuo's deliberate action, the voice was ethereal and loud. When it fell, the Extraordinary people from various ethnic groups stopped discussing and looked up at the wilderness.
And realized that the source of the voice was the tenth-level angel who came with the oracle and presided over the jihad tonight.
And following Lin Tuo's narration, many of them finally understood the peculiarity of their own state, and also realized the peculiarity of today's battle.
In the crowd, Ke Lan's eyes widened even more, and he didn't have the dignity of a prince at all. He was puzzled and stunned for a while:
"So, we have now entered this battlefield with divine souls, and we have also severed our connection with the ether. As a result, Extraordinary people have lost their familiar combat ability? Will it be a comparison of the strength of the divine soul and the amount of spirituality?"
Ke Lan was extremely surprised. When Lin Tuo's voice in the sky came to an end, he couldn't help but look at the great priest beside him:
"That is to say, you have lost your spell ability? But... how do you fight?"
In the team, there are also many eyes.
Wearing a sacred robe, the solemn-faced priest was not surprised. He looked at Ke Lan peacefully and said with a smile:
"It seems that you still haven't understood what the angel said."
Seeing that Ke Lan was in a daze, the great priest pointed to the robe on him, as well as the armor and weapons on the people around him, and reminded:
"Since our spirit can conjure these, it can naturally conjure all kinds of spells."
As he said that, the great priest waved his hand, and strands of spirituality gathered from his body towards his palm, turning into a brilliant brilliance.
Seeing this scene, the Extraordinary people around suddenly realized.
As the thoughts turned, clusters of holy light gathered in the palms like a gourd painting.
Ke Lan was stunned, and looked at the great priest as if realizing something, and then slowly raised his palm under the latter's gentle gaze.
In the next second, a mass of pure holy light burned like a flame in his palm.
Ke Lan opened his mouth, looked at this scene obsessively, and thought: So this is extraordinary.
At the same time, on this huge battlefield, the elves and orcs also understood the meaning of Lin Tuo's words, and tried to imitate the usual spells with their own spiritual power in a novel way.
In the sky, overlooking the wilderness, Lin Tuo also felt a little bit of light. This also belongs to the upgraded ability of "Nightmare". In the past, although he could do it himself, it was difficult for others to use it freely.
At this time, the thirteen regions on the ground have stabilized and gradually adapted to this different fighting method. The senior transcendents who led the various teams and participated in the previous meeting began to purge the teams, and issued orders to fight with Lin Tuo before. Discussed tactical plan.
According to Lin Tuo, procrastination is the main reason, and there is no need for these people to risk their lives.
After all, here, if the soul is completely annihilated, it is equivalent to death, and this is what he does not want to see. Even killing the lords of the spirit world is to defend themselves, but it is always good to pay less casualties.
Thinking about it, when the team on the ground was fully prepared, Lin Tuo's expression became serious, and his eyes fell on the evolution sand table in front of him.
The next second, he took a light breath, raised his hand and grasped the thirteen "rivers of faith" in the blink of an eye, turned his mind, and pulled it out suddenly.
…
At the same time, the No. 5 sandbox is scattered in temples all over the continent.
The thirteen "spiritual lords" who were originally in a "sleeping" state, entrenched in the statue, constantly absorbing spirituality and strengthening themselves, sensed danger at the same time, and suddenly opened their blood-red eyes.
He raised his head and stared at the river of faith above his head with cruel and greedy eyes.
"Hiss..."
The demon-like life opened its mouth almost instinctively, spit out a snake-like letter, and the body burst into a hazy light.
However, in the next instant, the thirteen phantoms were forcibly pulled by a pair of invisible hands to the dark and cold sky, and then disappeared in the trembling ripples.
…
in phantom space.
Following a burst of angry and frightening hissing, thirteen phantoms suddenly appeared.
Along with it, there is also the voice from the red and warm "sun" in the sky:
"kill!"
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ps: zero point, full attendance, short.
(end of this chapter)