Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Unlike the original Sueri, Gold of the Spirit Department wants to break the spiritual barrier between himself and the world, without the guidance of others.

The objective divinity above all things allows him to use his mental power to monitor the thoughts of all people who are away from him without any hesitation. He is learning silently and gradually disguising himself as an ordinary person. His majestic father, his more amiable mother, his younger brother who is no different from ordinary children, his teacher who pays attention to his own mystery, and the brilliant historical records of the successive kings of Langdon...

They are all his learning and imitating objects.

The last thing presented to Mo Ye was the heroic King Gold she was familiar with.

The mysterious, majestic, upright and powerful king looks no different from the historical records of Langdon's successive kings, just like statues of great men standing on the square. In other words, this state of Gold is far more unrealistic than the state of autistic children who seemed to be sick and ignored when he was a child. After all, history is artistically beautified. She doesn't believe that those kings can be as upright as recorded in history books, so that there is no trace of filthy traces that can be as perfect as the gods in the temple.

But in her opinion, Gold was even more unlike a human being. He was unexpectedly respected and loved by the Langdon people. For them, a king who was eternally glorious as the Holy Spirit was more worthy of following than the king who still had his own desires in the previous generation. He is the most impartial, heroic and holy king.

After Gold officially becomes Langdon’s next king, he no longer needs to interpret the thoughts of other people all the time. He has been put on a shell that is perfectly filled with humanity, although his interior is still divine. Dominant, but Mo Ye has been able to avoid being robbed of control authority in such memory fragments. In the previous few pieces of Gold's memory fragments of this period, she was volatile by Gold back and forth between humanity and divinity. The state of horizontal jump has been pitted several times.

The young man with long waist-length hair was sitting on the throne in the main hall of Langdon Palace, Mo Ye seemed to be no different from the youth of Gold at this time.

Perhaps the time lapsed in the memory fragments was too long, and she also learned a lot from it, including doing the work that belongs to the king every day as proficiently as she is now, and the clerk standing beside her holding a thick paper and reading aloud. According to the records from the past month, she is drowsy.

Neither she nor Gold herself likes these troublesome and cumbersome matters that must be resolved as soon as possible. She prefers to establish a rigorous official system to allow them to deal with matters that do not require the king’s approval. document.

Although Gold was able to solve these matters perfectly, Mo Ye knew very well that most of the time he hoped that he would personally lead the army on the expedition, and bring the entire Oran continent into his own territory, and break away from the divine nature. He seems to have new goals, such as...

Langdon will be his, other countries will also be his, and Oran will also be his.

He takes this kind of thinking as it should be, just like a **** who doesn’t put all things in his eyes, in his years of battle, humans also have a small number of great magicians who have provided him with interesting abilities. After discovering that he could use the magic ability of the great magician he defeated, he called it [Re-engraved] magic.

Gold now does not know the source of his power. Mo Ye knows that there are some inheritance seeds that have escaped from the human mages he defeated, and those light clusters that emit soft golden light are integrated into Gold's. In the body, he also brought him the power of the original owner, but for some reason he himself couldn't see that he had chosen the seed of his inheritance.

This is probably the official opening of Gold's path to becoming a god.

Mo Ye could already feel that the traces of destiny pushing him forward became clearer, and the battle between humans (Gold) and beasts (Sueri) for a place to survive is getting closer, if not for his bad luck. After being taken advantage of by that octopus, maybe he has become a **** in this era, and he doesn't have to do his best to get rid of the control of others. As a **** on another person's chessboard, it feels uncomfortable to be involuntary.

Mo Ye sighed when he thought of this. The clerk beside her stopped his reading after hearing her inaudible sigh, and he said in a questioning tone cautiously, "Your Majesty?"

"Nothing, you go on."

Mo Ye already vaguely felt that this fragment of memory had gradually reached the end. She waved her hand to let the clerk continue to read it. After the clerk continued to read the last record, she cheered up and let her mind not think. No matter how aimlessly it spreads out, this is the message she focused on during Gold's teenage years.

"The third army found the survivors of Claronia in the north and south areas of the Endless Wasteland. The little prince who was taken away and hidden by the rebels was also found among the team, and Silvia on the edge of the Endless Wasteland seemed Helping them to reach Langdon’s borders through the endless wasteland..."

"The little prince of Claronia, I remember it was Yarlin, is he still alive? The encirclement of the third army against the survivors of the country does not seem to be effective, and the reputation of the Langdon Legion has failed to make Silvia Putting down their ambitions, this group of rats are still trying to make holes in the dark...This is the negligence of the Third Army."

Mo Ye knocked on the armrest of the throne. This was Gold's habitual movement. His clerk also knelt and put his forehead close to the ground, not daring to visit the king with a plain or vague expression.

"If the order is passed on, I will personally lead the First Army and use war and enemy blood to wash Silvia's offense against Langdon. Since they want to be my enemy, I will make them brave." The local clerk said her decision, her voice was so plain that she seemed to be talking about ordinary affairs, "As for the group of rats that have lost their homes and strays in Claronia, I will clean them one by one by the way. "

After this, the orcs officially entered the stage of history. The mighty legion known as the beast by the world occupied half of the land in a very short period of time, but their beast king did not establish a kingdom of beasts that belonged to him completely. Instead, he obeyed the advice of a surviving clan and was destroyed by the flames of war. On the ruins of the old country, a new Claronia was established.

...

Mo Ye felt that she was about to reach her final destination. She was extremely far away from the light beam that turned into the light of salvation behind her. The white light had shrunk into a white line, and her eyes were filled with endless darkness. , Only pieces of memory fragments that seemed to be countless diffused a faint light, allowing her to see the path under her feet faintly.

At some point, a thin layer of stagnant water formed on the dark ground. The more she moved forward, the more the stagnant water increased. The water that came from nowhere could not splash a little bit of water. It was like stagnant water. Ye vaguely smelled the familiar smell of the ocean contained in it.

The sense of existence of something in the darkness becomes more and more clear. It is the existence that merges with the dark darkness. [He] remains on the last fragment of memory at the end of the darkness, like a snake entwining and swimming on it, its tail It slowly descended into the dark stagnant water and stretched out from the cold water to the girl walking in the dark, but unfortunately, its tail didn't seem to be that long, and this silent pursuit failed to attract the girl's attention. .

Mo Ye didn't notice any abnormality. She just felt that the salty smell of the ocean in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and the water on the ground had overflowed the back of her insteps. When she entered a fragment of memory again, the dark snake tail Only slowly retracted, re-wound the piece of memory fragments, and continued to wait for her return.

At that time, she would be closer to herself.

On Mo Ye's side, the time point of the fragment of memory she entered was a bit embarrassing.

Before her eyes was a miserable battlefield. The black blood stained all her mage's robe, or the burnt yellow or black sandy ground was piled with countless human limbs. The flames were still burning on these limbs, and the air The fishy odor is so strong that it can instantly faint people.

Mo Ye saw the emblem belonging to Langdon on the traces of the dead army. Gold's two heads were still holding his weapons. The staff and the holy sword were still surrounded by the unquenched spirit. Element, the large and small scars on her body told her that Gold and his army were here, and what a tragic battle they had experienced in this wasteland of no return.

And she happened to know this point in time.

The scene she had seen in her dream reappeared. Gold experienced a tragic victory for the first time in her life, so tragic that except for himself, his first legion was completely destroyed by Sueri. Even if he himself had won the battle and Sueri, the fruit of the victory was bitter.

Mo Ye stayed in place for a long time, so she was quickly taken away from the control of her body. She watched Gold leaning down and staring at the stump of the soldier closest to him, pinned on the left of the soldier's jacket. Different from other soldiers, the more complicated Landon Sergeant's emblem, this is Gold's first adjutant, his first army deputy commander.

He put down the holy sword that he held tightly in the middle of his head, slowly stretched out his right hand, and took away the emblem burned black by the fire from the remnants of the black blood limbs in a place. The mark of Lan Deng on the emblem was covered with black ash. Halfway through, the huge eagle with its high head was torn in black from its neck.

He stared at the destroyed emblem of glory for a long time, until the emblem turned into gray dust and was blown away by the wind, and merged with the sands of the endless wasteland, and all the biological remains of the battlefield centered on him were melted. As part of the wind and sand, the black and red blood clots were completely buried in the sand, and it seemed that nothing happened.

But it was the first time he felt the anger that really wanted to destroy everything in front of him!

This kind of fierce negative emotion that he has never had before broke through the encirclement of the sublime divinity in his body, making him more inclined to the human side. He clearly feels that he and the attacker belong to the same source, and they are the same existence. But he still couldn't stop the turbulent killing intent that permeated him to the climax, he was eager to kill his only kind in this world!

"The guy with the smell of beasts, the survivors of Clarenia, the remnants of Silvia..." The young king's sky-blue eyes contained endless storms for the first time, mixing anger and killing intent into a deep feeling. Yes, it belongs to the intense and complex emotions of human beings, and this emotion can even affect Mo Ye hiding in his body.

He picked up the holy sword in the sand again, looked in the direction where the magic storm had disappeared, tightened to the point where his pale lips and teeth trembled for a moment, uttering the last stiff words with endless hate:

"Damn it all."