Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

The doll hangs on the staggered line of puppets high in the sky, and her petite figure is not noticeable in the dark night. Even at the moment when everyone's eyes were attracted by the fire that started in St. Petersburg, she was condescendingly looking down at the core position of this high cliff city, the manor where the fire burned the most.

She saw the figure of a woman standing there in the fire.

Around the figure, dozens of people were burnt into charcoal with corpses. Most of these tragic deaths were apprentice magicians of the Mita, and there were also a small number of ordinary people who strayed into it.

And the one closest to the figure was the only one that successfully assumed a posture that seemed to want to counterattack, but was still caught off guard and died. The doll recognized that it was the Mitta Zun at a glance. [Sweet Dream] The flame-level magician, Noelle.

Noelle died too fast, is she really resisting? !

The time she observed was only a moment, and the figure found her at almost the same moment as a bat hanging above the sky. The extremely terrifying and vast coercion rushed towards her face, and the doll couldn't help taking a deep breath. She really couldn't deal with this kind of existence. of!

Anyway, where did Gray go?

If Gray is here...

The invisible attack that struck with the mighty pressure instantly shredded the puppet line that held her up, and the doll's petite body suddenly fell down, but her reaction ability was also extremely rapid, bursting out of her doll's body. A large number of newly born puppets were able to pull her fallen body and blocked most of the offensive that impacted the fragile shell, but even so, her body also broke up with cracks that were close to collapse!

In the area of ​​the doll, the invisible golden puppet line extended into the space in large quantities, and the figure below just raised his head and looked at the doll in the sky like the spider mother entrenched in the spider's lair.

She was holding the book of the imperial priest in her hand, wearing a wide robe, and a hood covering the upper half of her face. The power she exerted was not conspicuous, unlike the one held by the pope. The Divine Sword is not like the body of a **** that can exercise temperance, and it is not as conspicuous as the other imperial priests.

She was surrounded by a thin layer of divine radiance.

That's it.

But it was this layer of inconspicuous radiance that blocked all attacks against her and tore through all the enemies that could be seen with both eyes for her.

Lurking to her side through the inner layer of the space, smashing a large piece of the puppet line of the complete space boundary set off an artificially created spatial vortex, whether it is a burning flame or a human remains, whether it is the broken wall of the manor. The air, still illusory, was destroyed and crushed into elemental particles at that moment!

Only she remained there safe and sound.

The harmless but immersed in the cold night wind blows by, easily passing through the divine radiance that can only block harm, blowing off the hood worn by women, her posture is to hold her head up, and she keeps looking at it with her eyes The sky was dim, so her face was unobstructed by the doll's eyes after the hood slipped.

Although the doll at this time used her strongest trick, that is, the space magic that can tear the space and cause space shocks and vortexes, her puppet line is only the appearance of the ability to use, and her real magic bias is [Space ].

But it was also quite difficult for her to resist the opponent's attack.

Tearing space, tearing puppet lines, tearing all visible existence...

The enemies she faced were so terrifying and incomprehensible, she would definitely be unable to hold on to this body if she continued like this!

After she passed through another space and barely avoided the attack, she suddenly caught the face of the female hood slipping from the corner of her line of sight. She had long gray curly hair and her eyes were like gentle amber. Miss.

The visitor is not the temperance of the Holy See, but the tolerance of the [healer] who is completely incapable of attacking!

"It's not temperance?!"

The doll looked at the opponent's slightly raised face in disbelief, still looking gentle and smiling in the deep night and the swaying firelight. She gritted her teeth and even made a mess of running for her life, she whispered viciously. : "When will the tolerance of the Holy See also use the power of the gods?"

"It's not temperance, it seems that the pope will not be taken the bait..."

Someone sighed softly in the night.

Hearing the voice, the doll’s expression was obviously overjoyed. Her cracked and mottled face immediately looked in the direction of the sound, which was the position of her shoulder. Someone who did not know when a **** liquid gradually collapsed from her. The puppet's body overflowed, forming a blood-red eye on her shoulder.

This blood-colored eye bends to stare at the tolerance in the ruins below. The closer all the attacking forces are to it, the slower the speed, so that the speed slowed down to the limit can be easily avoided by the doll.

And the eyeball doesn't seem to care about the power that belongs to the gods, it just continues:

"The ability of tolerance is recovery and recovery, and although the power of the goddess is strong, it will consume a lot of the user's energy. If it is tolerant, she should be the one in the Holy See who can maintain the power of the gods for the longest. "

"With this level of descent, maybe she can fight for three days and three nights. It's really scary. Only then will the Pope choose to send her to St. Petersburg."

"Then what should I do next, Sir Wilton?"

After the **** eyes appeared, the doll gradually gathered her own useless attacking formation. She had very little element reserves in her spiritual sea, so she temporarily suspended her offensive and went to the secret tower, which had hidden a part of her spiritual power in her shell. The Lord asked.

"You don't need to defeat her, and we don't need to bear the curse of the **** of humanity, as long as we can hold her down. The pope may think that tolerance with the power of God's surrender has become the most powerful in the Holy See besides him in one fell swoop. That existence, even temperance can only evade its edge, but besides being strong, she has a huge defect that cannot be remedied in a short time."

"That is... She doesn't know how to fight at all."

The Secret Tower's tone is indifferent, with a little arrogance.

He looked down at the tolerance who hadn't moved even half a step, and seemed to be dissatisfied with her existence, which suddenly possessed powerful power but was still full of flaws. If it were not for the fact that the Pope would drag him to death, he would have taken it himself. Up.

"Chrissy, I will use the part of the power I have retained for your use. No escape is allowed. I hold her and wait for support."

The miracle master gave this order indifferently and mercilessly, and the blood-colored eyeball resting on the doll's shoulder slowly closed, and retracted into the doll's dilapidated hollow shell.

At the same time, the doll got the authority to control the star energy that originally belonged to the master of the secret tower.

She used this star power rusty, but the forgiving gods did not use it skillfully. Although the battle between two rookies pecking at each other was mighty, the damage to each other was really limited.

Suddenly, the silent spiritual power in the doll was active for a moment, and the master of the Mita brought her a heartening word: "Our ally is over, and she is here."

Is that supporter finally here!

The puppet instantly regained its spirits, and the bitter battle she dragged on was finally coming to an end! However, she suddenly felt that she seemed to have overlooked something...

The doll didn't know that Gray had died somehow. She dragged Tolerance here in the manor, and Tolerance only killed Noelle, a flame magician.

In her impression, the flame magician Gray, who was still alive but lost his track for some reason, was silently strangled in the night of St. Petersburg by who?

In the hidden darkness, who quietly approached the battlefield, and others approached the city wall. They looked at the enchantment-maintaining magician on the city wall with cold eyes.

...

Colin City——

Mo Ye drove away a group of obstructive Mita magicians and was about to start a series of actions of her own. She didn't know the changes in other war zones. She only thought that it would be enough to take down this emerald capital. If the Holy See When the people appeared, she dealt with them easily, anyway, the Holy See and her didn't deal with them very much.

She got the ability to control the ice and snow from the Goddess of Snow Mountain, as well as the authority to part of the sky.

The priest's ability under the sole **** is not very close to the power system on Oran. The magicians of Oran control [Elements], and the power of the Snow Mountain Goddess is more like herself than controlling foreign objects. Fully owned [permission].

Having [permission] is closer to the only **** than controlling [element].

In other words, the Snow Mountain Goddess is at least a demigod.

The sky did not know when there was a humble little snow, and the white dots dangled down, falling on the shoulders and hair tips of the pure white girl floating in the sky.

Landed on the deserted streets and roofs of Colin.

When the snowflakes touch something, the white color piles up into thick ice and spreads at a very fast speed. It is a layer of ice immersed the length of someone's arm, and these white ice is thunderous. It froze everything about Colin in a hurry!

Whether it’s a house or a street, whether it’s a specific person or a magician with special abilities, except for ordinary civilians that Mo Ye originally planned to let go, even the high-ranking nobles and patrol guards in the city were sealed into the ice at that moment. middle.

Some of them are asleep at home, some are doing indescribable things, some are patrolling within Colin's range, and they are still lifelike when they are sealed.

If Mo Ye is willing to release them again, they will be alive and well after the ice melts, and Mo Ye is still very confident in his control ability.

But ordinary people who are deliberately bypassed by the power of ice are in trouble. Most civilians who are sleeping in the middle of the night sleep comfortably, but at night suddenly feel like they have fallen into the ice cellar as cold, just like He took off his clothes and ran naked in the ice and snow, shivering with the cold, and his teeth trembled.

They just woke up from the cold, they saw the surrounding ice surface as thick as an adult's arm as soon as they woke up!

This scared them enough!

Especially the closet where they put warm clothes was frozen. Mo Ye looked down at the noisy city of Kelin below. The people were trembling from the cold, and they rushed out of the frozen home in panic and panic. After discovering that the frozen area was only in the city of Kelin, they scrambled to run outside the city.

In any case, it is important to save your life first!

After Mo Ye moved a few people who were inconvenient or sick, Kelin’s city was finally emptied by her. As the Master of the Tower said, after being taken down by her, Kelin would definitely do it. Someone from the Holy See came.

It may be the justice of the part-time royal knight commander.

But it is also possible that the pope will come in person.

The master of the secret tower didn't say this clearly, but Mo Ye knew it very well.

She landed on the top of a frozen tree and heard footsteps suddenly sounded in the city. Two people came.

One was wearing heavy armor, and occasionally the sound of steel and scabbard tapping while walking.

The other person's steps are light, even the footsteps are so slight that it is negligible, is a woman she knows.

The Pope did not come...

The pure white girl who looked like a snow demon looked down silently, staring condescendingly at the people who came. One was indeed the justice of the Holy See, and the other was an acquaintance she hadn’t seen in a long time, and was also the follower she had left behind. By.

Holy See, temperance.

I just don't know if she can recognize her temperance as she is now.

But looking at the girl who still wrapped herself in a black robe, she was holding the Holy See's book a little bit behind justice, and she didn't seem to be very eye-catching, but Mo Ye knew that temperance is better than the knight commander justice. The most dangerous one.

And she kept her head down, maybe she didn't recognize it.