Creating a Sandbox World

Giggle...

As the cold long sword pierced the templar's heart and blood overflowed, Lin Tuo noticed that the knight's dark pupils suddenly dilated.

A wisp of faint, almost invisible black air gushed out and dispersed with the wind.

This made him raise his eyebrows slightly, and immediately held the long sword, moving non-stop.

Puff puff puff, he killed the other knights one by one.

In his view, regardless of their state or the evil deeds imposed, death is their best destination.

And this is not the end yet, he raised his head and looked at the church in the center of the town. According to Baron Carter, those captured wizards were being held in the monastery behind the church.

There, there should also be some Templars who need him to eliminate.

If you commit evil deeds under my guise, you should be prepared to be punished. Lin Tuo whispered in his heart, after thinking about it, he bent down to pick up a cloak, and put it on his body.

Then he glanced coldly at the butler who had already collapsed in horror at the gate of the castle, turned his head, and went straight to the direction of the church.

...

The castle is not too far from the monastery.

I don't know if it was because of the arrival of the Knights of the Church, even though it was dawn, the streets were empty, and occasionally some pedestrians walked in a hurry.

There was a chill and tension in the air.

When Lin Tuo was wearing a pitch-black cloak and walked towards his destination along the bluestone-paved streets, the citizens along the way all backed away with fear in their eyes.

Not long after, a tall and stately building appeared in front of Lin Tuo. There was not a single pedestrian in this area, and the street was eerily quiet.

you are……

Seeing Lin Tuo's figure, an ordinary priest at the door tentatively opened his mouth in surprise.

Those wizards, where are they locked up? Take me there. Lin Tuo's emotionless voice came from the black cloak.

Who are you! The important place of the church, idle...

The ordinary missionary's face changed, and he was about to reprimand, but in the next second, he saw a blood-stained long sword stabbing out of his cloak, and it was precisely in front of his throat: Lead the way.

...

About a minute later, Lin Tuo walked through the front hall of the monastery, and finally arrived at the area where the Templars were, which was also the prison for wizards. Sure enough, there were still some people staying behind.

who?

Lin Tuo didn't answer when he saw the church knight appearing in his field of vision, his figure just flickered and approached quickly.

The opponent's expression changed suddenly, and he roared angrily, as if he had activated some kind of combat skill, and his armor was covered with a layer of blue light.

That is the basic combat skill taught to knights.

boom!

However, in the next second, Lin Tuo suddenly punched out a punch that had been stored for a long time. The metal armor of the church knight was twisted suddenly under this punch, making an overwhelmed creaking sound, and the hastily unfolded blue light immediately Disintegrate!

In front of the castle gate, Lin Tuo had already figured out the combat power of these knights.

His strength is indeed very strong, far exceeding that of ordinary people, but he is still not an opponent when he is fully using Huabing Fist.

laugh……

With a flash of sword light, Lin Tuo cut his throat with a sword, and then saw more church powerhouses coming, including several knights, and some thin-bodied magicians who also wore black robes.

Eradicate heresy!

Eradicate heresy!

As the turbid rays of light unfolded, the church knights put on several layers of magical blessings and rushed towards Lin Tuo, and the magicians also fired one after another illusory light bullets from their hands.

Quite strange.

Lin Tuo exhaled lightly, and with a thought, the ether in his body gushed out from the pores, faintly forming an illusory armor.

The long sword in his hand trembled, activating the cells of his whole body, and brazenly entered the battle group.

...

In the monastery dungeon, deep in the dark corridors.

Inside a large prison cell opened from the middle.

The ground is full of damp cold water, pooled into pools, there is no sunlight here, and there are no windows, only the oil lamps fixed on the leaden walls of the corridor to provide light.

In the prison cell, nearly a hundred scarred and disheveled wizards gathered here.

Or rely on or lie on the cold wall or floor.

Because the area of ​​cold water is too large to avoid, some people simply soak in puddles.

This is a way for the church knights to prevent them from meditating and practicing and restore their strength. By whipping, splashing water, etc., they are constantly stimulated to prevent them from practicing and even sleeping.

The captured wizards from various towns could only try their best to fall asleep during the stimulation interval, so that they would not die of mental exhaustion.

However, at this moment, the sleeping wizards woke up one after another, looking out of the corridor blankly, their ears filled with the sound of killing.

What happened? a shaky old man asked hoarsely.

In the cell, some young wizards who were arrested not long ago but still had some physical strength stood up, dragged their heavy and cold shackles, tried their best to get to the edge of the fence, and looked around.

Bloody gas... dead? Who are they fighting?

Could it be that someone came to save us? Someone gave birth to hope.

After all, in the past year, some powerful wizards did try to force their way into the church to rescue their captive companions.

However, more wizards still shook their heads without expecting anything.

There was a brief commotion, and soon, the sound of shouting and killing disappeared.

With a loud clang, the iron door at the end of the corridor opened, and then, in a strange silence, a figure in a black cloak and holding a blood-dripping sword slowly stepped on the stagnant water and walked towards them .

It's them!

what……

Seeing the black cloak, the wizards in the cell turned pale and scattered back in horror, mistaking them for Templars, and only a few of them noticed something was wrong.

Are you the captured wizard?

In the shadows, Lin Tuo's figure slowly stopped, and an expressionless face was revealed in the light from the pointed hood.

Yes...we are...you... In the cell, a young man with disheveled hair and bruises all over his body nodded vigilantly.

Immediately, without waiting for the second half of the sentence to come out, Lin Tuo swung his long sword, slashed fiercely on the chain of the cell, and opened the cell door.

Looking across the tortured inhuman men, women, children, and old people in the cell, he sighed deeply in his heart, and threw a large bunch of blood-stained keys to the young wizard with his other hand:

The Templars are dead, you go away on your own.

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked towards the corridor under the incredulous eyes of hundreds of wizards.

...

When Lin Tuo stepped over the corpses and walked to the front hall of the monastery, he saw a group of priests fleeing desperately towards the door.

For these ordinary people, he was too lazy to hunt down and kill them. After thinking about it, he just forcibly arrested a priest and asked:

You know where the monastery library is, don't you?

The body of the priest whose neck was held by Lin Tuo trembled like chaff.

Facing this demon of unknown origin, he subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but put away this dangerous thought in time after meeting Lin Tuo's eyes that seemed to be brewing with snow:

Know...know.

Very good. Lin Tuo smiled with satisfaction, let go of the iron-like hand, and patted the little priest on the shoulder, Take me there.

You... what book do you need?

Spells, divine arts, combat techniques, witchcraft... In short, there are all books about extraordinary power.

...

Previously, during the conversation with the lord named Carter, Lin Tuo learned that monasteries in major cities all have libraries, in which besides religious classics, they also collect many other types of knowledge.

Among them, there are many classics involving extraordinary power.

Yes, whether it is magic, witchcraft or whatever, it can be found in the church. The larger the monastery, the richer the collection of books.

Although Lin Tuo didn't have the energy to read it for the time being, it didn't stop him from collecting a batch. After all, some of the spells performed by those knights and priests were indeed interesting.

The monastery in Oaktown was small, and the library consisted of only one room.

There is only one shelf for books related to the extraordinary.

Lin Tuo didn't dislike it either, and immediately packed these books in bags and carried them outside the monastery.

Then he switched consciousness, slowly dropped one finger of the main body over the town, and threw the collected books onto it with all his strength.

Then he moved his finger and locked his eyes on an island hidden in the depths of the sea, far away from the north and south continents, and temporarily threw the book on the island.

Put it here first, and read it later.

After switching his consciousness back to the clone again, Lin Tuo heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head and saw those wizards who had unshackled, supported each other, and regained their freedom.

They looked extremely tired, but at this moment, they tried their best to gather their spirits and looked at Lin Tuo with gratitude, awe and doubt.

My lord, we... The leader of the team was the young man with messy hair, hesitating about how to express his gratitude.

Lin Tuo raised his hand, interrupted him, thought for a while, and asked, Who do you know, where are the arresting teams from other churches?

There was more than one arresting team, although Lin Tuo could also reach the church headquarters directly through teleportation.

But seeing these exhausted wizards, he realized that rather than looking for answers, the most important thing right now is to save those wizards who have not been executed but may die on the road at any time.

In order to save the decline of ether.

In addition, those templar knights who are obviously abnormal also need to be wiped out one by one. Although these people can also provide ether, in the long run, staying in the world is obviously more harmful.

As for the church... According to the information he received, the wizards who were sent to the church in the last round of raids had already been executed, and this round is still on the way.

So, you can put it back a little bit.

Left and right, there is no escape.

Other arresting teams... Hearing his inquiry, the wizards were extremely surprised. After a short silence, one wizard pointed in a certain direction and said:

Not long ago, we met another team. We listened to their conversation and said that we were going there, in the direction of Solan City.

Very good. Lin Tuo nodded, turned around and wanted to switch consciousness and teleport away.

Suddenly, the young wizard asked excitedly: My lord, do you mean to...

Lin Tuo paused slightly, fell silent, and said:

I'm going to kill.

After finishing speaking, Lin Tuo's avatar shook slightly, jumped up and disappeared.