Creating a Sandbox World

At this moment, if there are outsiders present, you will be surprised to see Lin Tuozheng maintaining a strange posture:

Standing in the room, he raised his hand and pressed it into the air, his eyes closed tightly, his brows frowned, his face looked a little ugly and a little surprised.

Because most wishlists have poor talents and cultivation bases, Ke Lan's exceptional prayer message mark is particularly eye-catching, which is also the direct cause of the change in Lin Tuo's expression.

After reading it several times, Lin Tuo did not immediately withdraw, but continued to read the rest of the prayers, and found several similar contents.

Most of them came from base stations in the Garros Empire, and the other base stations also had related information, which confirmed each other. Lin Tuo was sure that something was wrong.

"The phantom entrenched on the idol... really came."

Lin Tuo opened his eyes and whispered in his heart, but he was not too surprised.

By the way, the previous sandboxes, except for No. 4 and No. 1, have attracted the arrival of the spirit world lord.

So that the lords around the earth were all killed.

This time, because the fifth planet was placed on Mars, its corresponding spiritual realm area should not have been cleaned up. Such a large sandbox, and many years of development, is normal.

It's just that the way the other party appears is really different from the previous "predecessors".

"Could it be that the reduced spirituality was swallowed, blocked, and stolen by it?" Combining the apparently narrowing rivers of faith, Lin Tuo felt that he had guessed the purpose of the other party.

The lord of the spirit world came to the material world to gain spirituality. Compared to possessing a body, killing and devouring, intercepting the base station is obviously a more comfortable way.

"It just shuts off the flow, not the flow, is it because it has insufficient phagocytic power? Or is it worried that I will find it?

Lin Tuosi had no doubt that the other party was aware of the existence of'self'.

Or to be precise, the other party is likely to be like a "one-eyed giant" who realizes that someone is gathering spirituality after he arrives, so it is prudent to avoid any movement.

But he couldn't restrain his greed, and simply tried to divert traffic from the base station to steal Lin Tuo's gain.

If this is the case, he will not be nervous, because this behavior itself means that the opponent is not too strong.

The problem that really made Lin Tuo frowned was: quantity.

Yes, there is not only one river of faith that has decreased! There are 13 items!

what does this mean?

"Could it be that there are thirteen spirit lords descending into World Five at the same time? How could it be possible?"

As soon as this thought came up, Lin Tuo gave it up, just kidding!

According to the information obtained from the one-eyed giant, the lords of the spirit world have a strong sense of territory. Referring to the number of lords appearing near the earth, there shouldn't be that many around Mars.

There is a problem, there is definitely a problem!

Thinking about it, Lin Tuo tried to look at the sand table, using "zoom" and eagle eye techniques to trace the source of the thirteen rivers.

The distribution was quickly determined:

Of the nine articles in the human world, five appear in the Garros Empire and four in Byzantium.

There were two populations of elves and orcs. As for the sea race, it was mostly due to the scattered populations, but none of them was a problem.

The thirteen rivers correspond to thirteen base stations, each of which stands in large cities, densely populated areas, and affluent areas of its own population.

"In other words, the other party consciously selected these base stations to steal." Lin Tuo quickly made a judgment.

It is a pity that all base stations are obscured by buildings similar to temples. Under the premise of not destroying them, it is difficult for Lin Tuo to see the internal situation, and he doubts whether he can see the other party under normal circumstances...

Thinking of this, Lin Tuo turned his mind, opened the "illusion space", and then summoned the sand table again to try to observe. This time it was really different.

Because it is in the realm of spiritual consciousness, without using any means, the rivers of faith are particularly eye-catching.

When Lin Tuo's gaze dropped, the temple building in the sand table quickly faded, revealing the strange life of the human body with wings and sharp horns, like a demon, wrapped around a stone statue.

Under the obstruction of the sand table, the other party did not perceive Lin Tuo's snooping, and remained motionless, as if asleep.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that its body is gently expanding and contracting, just like breathing, and like eating, every time you "breath", the river of faith above the base station fluctuates.

"Sure enough, I'm stealing my spirituality!" Lin Tuo breathed tightly and his eyes became uncomfortable. At the same time, he also noticed a special feature:

The thirteen phantoms were exactly the same, almost indistinguishable, as if they were copied from the same one.

In addition, compared to the others, the one hidden in Garros's "God Capital" is obviously different, with a firmer figure, clearer, and stronger figure.

"This is... Clone?" Lin Tuo was startled first, then woke up.

When the one-eyed giant was tortured last time, Lin Tuo also asked about the abilities of the spirit world lord.

The latter mentioned that the abilities of the lords are different, but there are some common features, such as the same state of spirit, each lord can cut himself to create a "duplicate."

Lin Tuo has his own experience of this. He has long discovered that the essence of the "resurrection" ability is to divide his soul into two parts. The main consciousness is on which side, which side is stronger.

The lord clone is also the same operation, no matter how many splits, its "main consciousness" will only exist on the last split.

Moreover, every time one is divided, its power will be dispersed.

Therefore, most lords will not easily try to make a clone, otherwise, if they encounter an enemy, they will easily suffer.

"So, this lord is using the clone to steal the faith of multiple base stations at the same time?" Lin Tuo instantly understood the other party's intentions.

Immediately, his eyes flashed suddenly:

"Perhaps, this is an available point."

No matter from any angle, Lin Tuo couldn't let this lord exist. The problem was how to kill.

The other party has no attachment to the entity, so it is difficult to cause substantial damage to the outside world. Similarly, it becomes difficult for Lin Tuo to kill it.

Once the opponent noticed the turbulence, he could completely withdraw and leave, and Lin Tuo couldn't always watch out for his return.

Not to mention the casualties that may be caused by combat instinct.

Imprisonment cage?

There is no time for resettlement, not to mention that there are still thirteen phantoms, and it is not practical to achieve the same capture as last time.

In theory, since the opponent is in the state of the soul body, then the same, the attack of the soul body is the most effective.

In the past few days, with the help of the River of Faith, Lin Tuo's spiritual power has increased again, and it has reached more three meridians, and the entire left arm meridian has been illuminated.

If it were a complete lord, Lin Tuo's mental power might still be hard to match... But now, with the help of the evolving sand table to sense the strength of the thirteen clones, Lin Tuo has the confidence to kill any of them relatively easily.

Just arrive at the corresponding temple, turn on the nightmare, and drag the opponent into the illusion space.

This not only prevents the opponent from leaving, but also confines the battlefield to one's own spiritual world without causing external damage.

Even more boldly, he can also try to use the sand table to simultaneously pull several clones in, kill, or even swallow them.

Through these few days of mastering the "upgraded" nightmare, Lin Tuo has certain confidence to do this.

"The problem is...This can only kill one clone, a few at most, and according to the information provided by the monocular giant, different clones are connected to each other, and consciousness can be transferred between different clones.

In this way, it will be difficult to completely kill the opponent, strangling a part, and the other part will flee, which will bring an unpredictable threat to the sandbox..."

"That is to say, I must eliminate 13 clones at the same time, otherwise I will suffer endlessly... With the help of the sand table, I can pull in, but if the clones merge, with the mental strength of my three veins, it may not be able to defeat the opponent.

After all, my real advantage lies in the strong ether accumulation, and the battle in the illusion space is only related to mental power, and I cannot use the power of the ether...No, it is not completely impossible. "

Lin Tuo thought of something, his eyes flashed:

"...However, it is still not safe. Even if I win, my soul may be severely injured..."

Standing in the phantom space, Lin Tuo stared at the sand table in front of him, lost in thought:

"Perhaps, I can change my mind. The lord in complete state is indeed powerful, but if I find a way to prevent them from becoming one, it will be much easier... and I can also draw on the power of more people."

After thinking for a while, Lin Tuo gradually came up with a plan.

Without removing the illusion space, Lin Tuo stood in the void, his thoughts moved slightly, and began to outline the magic model in this consciousness space.

The void suddenly brightened, and a huge "dao pattern" in the void behind Lin Tuo gradually formed.

At the same time, Lin Tuo hung his palm over the sand table.

In the next second, on the ring-shaped continent, a faint light red beam suddenly rose.

Each light beam represents a "wisher".

At this moment, the rune "branded" by Lin Tuo in the consciousness of each wishist through the Xinghai server was activated and flickered.

This is the "interface" he reserved when designing the sequence.

Lin Tuo Nianli swept across, and through breath comparison, instantly locked from the star-like wishing masters who had sent the "phantom" message to the Xinghai server.

Logically speaking, these people should be people who have close ties with the high-level local Extraordinary.

Some strong people on the 5th continent have discovered the anomaly and tried to pass the message to him through the "wish master", then...

"Now is the time to respond."

Lin Tuo thought, after connecting these "interfaces", he said in a low voice:

"Information..."

...

Inside the sandbox, at this moment, it has been three months since Ke Lan first tried to "tell the gods".

Gods.

In a certain house, when Ke Lan pushed open the door of the meditation room again, and was about to try to "make a wish" again, suddenly, there was a bang in his mind.

The ether in his body then boiled, his body staggered, and he subconsciously hugged his head, only feeling that his vision was blurred, and a sacred and majestic "voice" seemed to come from the depths of his mind:

"Information..."

For thousands of years, mankind finally had to listen to "oracles."