Just when the torrential rain that had accumulated throughout the day was pouring down over the divine capital, Lin Tuo, who was floating over the plains in the illusion space, also saw those dense blue and white silk threads with the help of the Evolution Sand Table.

Without any hesitation, he took the lead with one hand and dropped towards the northern forest. With a slight turn of his wrist, he grabbed hundreds of etheric threads and pressed them downwards.

The next second, the space shook slightly, and figures suddenly appeared in the corresponding areas. They were blurry at first, and then quickly became clear.

One after another, extraordinary elves wearing armor and holding weapons appeared in the wasteland.

Their bodies are slightly unreal, as are the clothes on their bodies and the weapons in their hands.

For most of them, this is the first time they enter a battlefield set up by angels in this way.

"Is this the destination?"

They first looked around and found that this place was a desolate land. The soil under their feet was rough and slightly weird. There were only spiritual vegetation on the plain and there was no life.

In the distance, it is blocked by tall mountains, and above the head is a huge and temperatureless "sun".

I didn't see the "devil" or the angel.

Some extraordinary people subconsciously and vigilantly began to sense their own power, and soon discovered with some nervousness that they could not sense the ether in their bodies.

No, to be precise, their "bodies" at the moment are all strange.

So, they all looked at the great elf in front of the team who was wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with gold patterns, only to find that the latter was calmly looking up at the sky.

"Messiah……"

A strong elf clan member subconsciously called out, and then heard the high priest speak softly:

"Quiet."

After the words fell, the elves suddenly noticed that the sky darkened for a moment. In a daze, they seemed to see a palm passing over the red and warm sphere above their heads that was shaped like the sun. Many of them finally woke up:

"Angel--"

"Boom..."

The next second, on the other side of the mountain range not far away from them, green and white auras fell, and then, the orc army standing in line descended at the same time, making a roar.

And this is not the end. Then, every few seconds, the sky will briefly flash. Each flash means that a team is pulled into the illusion space.

Not long after, the thirteen areas separated by the entire wasteland were all filled, and the teams of humans, orcs, and elves stepped into their designated positions one after another.

Ke Lan's team was the last one to be pulled in, and was also located in the center of the entire battlefield.

When he and the powerful men from the church and military around him, including the great priests, appeared in this mysterious space, his heart was filled with uncontrollable shock:

As a wish maker, he has imagined countless times that one day he can truly enter the extraordinary world instead of just watching.

However, even in the most mysterious dreams, I never imagined the current scene.

"Great Priest...where is the angel?" Ke Lan looked away from the wasteland, looked to his 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, everything you see and feel is the soul...The same will be true for the Holy War later..."

Under Lin Tuo's deliberate action, the voice was ethereal and loud. When it fell, the originally slightly noisy Extraordinaries from various ethnic groups in the wasteland stopped talking and looked up at the same time.

And realized that the voice came from the tenth-level angel who came with the oracle to preside over tonight's holy war.

And following Lin Tuo's narration, many of them finally understood the specialness of their own situation, and also realized the uniqueness of today's battle.

Among the crowd, Ke Lan's eyes widened even more. He completely lost the dignity of the prince. He felt confused and suddenly realized:

"So, now we have entered this battlefield with our souls, and have cut off the connection with the ether. As a result, extraordinary people have lost their original familiar combat capabilities? Instead, it will be a comparison of the strength of the 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:

"In other words, you have lost your magic ability? But like this...how can you fight?"

There were also many glances in the team.

The great priest, who was wearing a sacred robe and had a solemn face, was not surprised. He looked at Ke Lan calmly and said with a smile:

"It seems you still didn't understand what the angel said."

Seeing Ke Lan in a daze, the high priest pointed to the robe on him, as well as the armor and weapons on the people around him, and reminded:

"Since our souls can transform into these, naturally they can also transform into various spells."

As he spoke, the great priest raised his hand and waved, and wisps of spirituality gathered from his body toward his palm, turning into a ball of brilliant light.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Extraordinaries suddenly understood.

As his thoughts turned, balls of holy light condensed in his palms like gourds and gourds.

Ke Lan was stunned, looking at the high priest as if he realized something, and then slowly raised his palm under the latter's gentle gaze.

The next second, a ball of pure holy light burned in his palm like a flame.

Ke Lan opened his mouth and looked at this scene with some obsession, thinking: 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 somewhat novelly tried to use their own mental power to imitate the usual spells.

In the sky, overlooking the wasteland, dots of light lit up. Lin Tuo also felt a little emotional. This was also an upgraded ability of "Nightmare". In the past, although he could do it himself, others would have difficulty using it freely.

At this time, the thirteen areas on the ground have stabilized, and they have gradually adapted to this different fighting method from the past. The senior extraordinary beings of various races who led each team and participated in the previous meeting began to clean up the team and issued an order to Lin Tuo who had previously discussed it.

discussed tactical plan.

According to Lin Tuo, the main thing is to delay, and there is no need for these people to risk their lives to fight.

After all, here, if the soul is completely annihilated, it is equivalent to death, which he does not want to see. Even if he kills the spirit world lords, they are defending themselves. However, it is always good to pay less casualties.

Thinking about it, when the team on the ground was completely 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 deep breath, raised his hand and grasped the thirteen "rivers of faith" in the blink of an eye, then suddenly pulled them outward.

…

At the same time, Sandbox No. 5 is scattered in temples all over the continent.

The thirteen "spirit world lords" who were originally in a "sleeping" state, entrenched in the statue of the god, 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 a cruel and greedy gaze.

"hiss……"

The devil-like being opened its mouth almost instinctively, spitting out snake-like messages, and its body emitted a hazy light.

However, in the next moment, these thirteen shadows were forcibly pulled by a pair of invisible hands into the dark and cold sky, and then disappeared in the trembling ripples.

…

Within the illusion space.

Following an angry and frightening roar, thirteen phantoms suddenly appeared.

Along with it, there was a sound coming from the red and warm "sun" high in the sky:

"kill!"

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Chapter completed!