Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Become a god...or rather, create a god?

Ten years is not a long time for the magicians. Even if the investment of this little time is lost, it will not hurt your nerves and bones. Seeing that the other magicians here choose to agree to Wilton's this time by default. Gamble, as a newcomer, Xiali has no reason to go against the tune.

He was smiling like Ruoyoruowu, turning his head from time to time to observe the subtle emotions unknowingly exuded by the other magicians beside him under the cover of his own illusion magic.

Just like the female magician next to him, Mita's proud Ms. [Zhu Feng] Tasili, she is still dignified and elegant on the surface, but her hands folded under the long table tremble slightly.

She was scared...because she was part of the group of people who chose to hide her apprentice. In other words, her apprentice seemed to be her biological daughter, so she was able to make this almost one-for-one choice. It is also understandable.

But in exchange, the mission assigned to her by the Master of Mitta was also the most dangerous type. On the day of the plan's implementation, together with other punished magicians, trying to block the Pope for a period of time, this can be described as a life-long mission.

The emotions expressed by the magicians who are also responsible for this task are surprisingly consistent. It seems that even the magicians who have become extraordinary existences are no different from ordinary mortals at a desperate moment.

"Xia Li..."

The sudden voice of the Mitta Master evoked Xia Li's distant consciousness. He looked at the man above the main seat with a smile and without guilty conscience. The Mitta Master did as he thought. Not caring about Xiali’s upright and daze, he continued:

"Xiali, your task is to drag the priests of the Holy See who are going to Beria before the implementation of Rheinland's plan. You must not let them return to the Rhine to spoil the situation. If necessary..."

In Violet's clear eyes, the master of the tower, the unabashed indifference and coldness wiped out the remaining humanity in him.

"Let them all stay in the bay of Beria forever."

"Of course." Xiali nodded. He didn't pay attention to the imperial priests of the Holy See who had no room for diligence, as long as he didn't encounter the only **** believer hidden in them. But to be on the safe side, he still asked, "By then, do you know who the priests will be who will stay in Beria?"

"Are you scared?" Wilton asked with a smile, just as if he were chatting.

"Just in case, after all, if I run into a perceptual priest of the Holy See, it may not be so easy. And the Miss Hope from the Holy See, is really a difficult opponent."

Xiali didn't care about calling himself weak, and he wasn't really a member of the Mita camp. A chess piece that is inserted in is better not to be too erratic, in case the master of the secret tower really succeeds or fails directly, but as a spy, he is elected to the top...

Although this ending is quite interesting.

"The temperance and hope of the Holy See are not easy to deal with, and their abilities are more restrained from spiritually biased magic. I can't leave them in the Rhine to help the Pope." Mitta's idea pointed out.

"At least you can't leave them all."

"Then I choose Miss Hope."

Xiali made a choice without hesitation.

Compared with a mad believer who is favored by the only god, he may have been half-crazy and restrained now, and it must be the hope that the **** of mankind can be deceived to deal with.

"I see, I will try my best." The Master of Mitta didn't speak too much.

When the meeting was over, Xiali left the meeting room surrounded by the fog of hallucinations. The intelligence information of this gambling plan was too important, but it was a pity that the Lord Nightingale did not leave him with a contact method and The props and other communication channels are all caught by the tail of the secret tower master.

Really troublesome...how can I get in touch with Lord Nightingale?

As Xiali thought, he walked along the dark corridor towards the exit. At this time, the entrance of the gate was blocked by water, and his pace couldn't help but stop. The originally reserved magicians surrounded this area in spite of their image. Although they restrained their voices, they were still noisy as a vegetable market under the superimposition of many people.

Xiali walked through the cascading crowds uninterestedly. These people surrounded here were nothing more than asking about the purpose of Mitta's summoning them here, as well as the question of summoning them back but temporarily leaving them alone, and even wanting Ask the managers when they can have dinner...

Only the apprentice magicians can ask such questions.

The apprentice magicians in the battle are usually the role of cannon fodder, so the managers who temporarily manage this group of foreign magicians also ignore them. Xiali saw the team of apprentice magicians be isolated on the side, they Passing through the illusory and invisible body of Xiali, he kept a certain distance from the group magicians in frustration, and then one of them ran into Xiali who was supposed to be ignored under the push of his companions.

Xiali didn't do anything, but the apprentice magician who accidentally ran into him but fell to the ground raised his head in a panic, and stared at Xiali, who was not here, and he couldn't help but bow slightly. Lower body, asked this strange apprentice magician softly:

"...You can see me?"

wrong……

This apprentice magician did not appear in his thorough blue pupils, or was it his magical ability? It's really interesting, a trainee magician who can barely find him hidden by the star illusion.

Xiali watched as the apprentice magician was lifted up by his companions and then left together. The expression of this kid pretending to be calm and pretending that he hadn't noticed was too exaggerated. He returned his attention to the ground where the boy fell, and picked up a leather roll from the ground that seemed to be carefully folded.

A very beautiful girl is drawn on this leather scroll. The long hair of Chanjin who stays in the sun blends with brilliance. Her smile is innocent and gentle, and her clear blue eyes have a sense of holiness that is not familiar with the world. Behind her, the pure white wings spread slightly, and the posture that does not look like a human is like a goddess who is enshrined.

The painter's brush strokes are a bit naive, but he can see his care and familiarity with the existence of paintings. It seems that he has been familiar with painting countless times.

"Is this a stranger, sure enough..."

Very interesting.

Xiali re-folded the paper scrolls again. This seems to be a portrait of a stranger. It is too sensitive. If the owner of the portrait is wise, he would think that such a forbidden painting is extremely hostile to the stranger's secret tower. Obtained, what will be the result of waiting for him.

If he is smart enough, he knows what to do.

...

Before leaving, Mo Ye still needs to say goodbye to Sueri and tell him something that must be done by him, which must be done, although she has a guilty conscience. She also knows why she has a guilty conscience. After all, Sueri is really not one of hers. Logically speaking, she is not qualified to call others like a handy tool.

All she can rely on is that she is special to Sueri.

Before this special treatment was exhausted with the passage of time, Mo Ye could clearly realize that he could firmly control the beast **** Sueri, his character and his weaknesses were all at a glance.

But when she could get more from Sueri, she couldn't help but hesitate. After all, she also knows that she is too much. To other people...whether it is the bubble that exists as her split body, the Odder and Uriel as her servants, or the residents of Marcia who have become her people, She would not make too many demands on these existences.

Only Sueri is different.

Perhaps Sueri is too powerful. As a dead beast god, no one else can do it. Only he can do it.

Even the things that he has no ability to do can be handed over to Sueri, so in the end Mo Ye himself is also used to driving this beast **** who is not familiar with the world and is willing to do all things for her, which is understandable. Because she couldn't trust the residents of Marcia, couldn't entrust her weak servants, and couldn't ask children who already had her own business. When she could only move forward alone--

Only Sueri can keep watching her all the time.

Although I don’t know how long this special treatment will last...

Moye decided to treat Sueri better. Because she was the one who rescued Zueri from the black prison, Zueri thought she was special. But is it possible that Sueri saved her from the heavy, god-set chess game?

Her destination was the newly established breeding area. If she hadn't been out these days, Sueri would come here to play with the group of beasts that he had domesticated when Moye had no time to pay attention to him.

"Sueri, come here, I have something to tell you."

Mo Ye waved to Sueri, who was sitting on the high wall. She gathered all the thoughts in her heart and watched the beast **** who was in the state of a child. The sheep and pheasants who controlled the high stacks fell into a ball instantly because they lost Sueri’s control. In such a messy atmosphere, Sue’s expressionless inside, but the golden eyes faintly showed warmth, he said Mo Ye asked softly:

"what?"

"I need to leave Deep Blue Island..."

"I'll go with you." Sueri answered without hesitation.

"No...no."

Mo Ye only felt that it was extremely difficult for her to refuse. She reluctantly kept the action of looking at Sueri instead of looking away from a guilty conscience.

"The current Deep Blue Island is at a critical moment. It is inseparable from an existence that can suppress the powers of various countries, whether it is the Lord of the Tower of Christon or the Town of Pele, even the declining Holy See is not Deep Blue Island. Rely on what I can resist. Now if I want to leave the island, I need you to stay on Deep Blue Island and help me..."

Mo Ye was talking, but couldn't talk anymore.

Sueri still had no expression, but Mo Ye could see from his fading golden eyes that after being rejected by her again and again, his expression was not only as sad as he could have imagined, but there was still a trace of sadness. It's already accustomed to it.

It seems that when she speaks...

Sueri could foresee the ending that he would be left behind.

"Sorry, Sueri."

Mo Ye subconsciously suffocated her heart when she noticed the subtle emotions that Sueri showed. She couldn't help laughing secretly, and condemned herself conscientiously.

But soon, she gradually relaxed.

"Sorry, I know, this is my fault. This time is a special situation. Deep Blue Island is indeed inseparable from the guards, and the other side I need to go to can't be delayed." Mo Ye stepped forward and gently held it. Picking up Sueri's face, she solemnly stared at Sueri's golden eyes like the shimmering reflections of the water, Xiang once again, the last time she was dropped by the beast **** who promised, "This is the last time No, Sueri, it won’t be anymore, I assure you.”

The ice seems to melt away.

Sueri was silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"Is this really the last time?"

"Well, I promise."

"Then I also promise you that I will protect Deep Blue Island for you before you return."

The beastly vertical eyes in Sueri's eyes stretched out instantly, as if due to excessive emotional ups and downs, his coercion swept over the breeding area, shocking a crowd of wild beasts.

But Mo Ye noticed that he lifted up slightly with a slightly stiff smile.