Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Don’t you believe in the only god?

Mo Ye really wanted to ask her, the only god, the **** of mankind, even if you sway left and right across the wall of two gods, now there is another goddess of all things!

You know how to play with your boss, the only god? !

She doesn't think that temperance has the ability to escape from the control of the only god, so her first reaction is that the goddess of everything is just the vest of the only god.

Goddess...

This goddess of all things is probably the new name of the only **** that Odder said can make people get rid of the spiritual pollution of the only god.

Therefore, the goddess of all things = the only god.

This is not the only thing she thinks here. The tolerance of the Holy See probably equates the goddess of all things with the only god. This gentle lady finally has a look of anger, and the soft amber eyes are gradually cold. , She asked:

"When did you change your faith and abandon my god?"

"From the very beginning, I have never believed in the **** of mankind."

There was no emotional ups and downs in her temperate tone, and she did not have any euphemisms, she just said indifferently: "I joined the Holy See, but it is the will of the only God, Your Majesty."

"How is it possible! If you were a heretic from the beginning...!"

Why didn't His Majesty the God of Man discover your problem? !

After a tolerant speech, she stared suddenly and indifferently, but she was still restrained as usual.

The girl with black hair and black eyes has always looked like this since joining the Holy See, indifferent and reticent, always following all the priests like a deep shadow, but also particularly eye-catching.

Temperance has never changed, whether it was when she was exceptionally promoted to reserve for priests, or when she suddenly used a goddess that could only be used under the crown of the Pope, or...

His Majesty, the God of Humanity, didn't respond to her coming, and didn't even expose her abnormality. Instead, she was like this when she helped to cover it up.

In temperance weekdays, I didn't even use the disguise of false closeness, but I believed too much that she was his companion and too much belief in the power of God. God knew from the beginning that she was not his own believer.

Tolerant and silent, she didn't know what to do.

In the Holy See, she is not a decision maker, she has always only listened to the instructions of the pope, and she must be protected by other priests when traveling. At this moment when she needs to make her own determination alone, she can't avoid falling into hesitation.

After all, it is also that her own belief in the gods of mankind is not considered pious. Most of the most pious believers of the Holy See have left before, and although everyone does not say it clearly, they know the degree of devotion to each other. Duming.

And the gods of mankind activate them at this precarious time and grant them the power of God to descend, but either they have special abilities or they have the right to influence the situation. The representative of the two, the former is tolerance. And persistence, and the latter is justice and honesty.

Only the temperance chosen from the very beginning is special.

So, what is she going to do now?

Is it to kill temperance directly, or to subdue her first, and then hand it over to the Pope's crown?

Or maybe the God of Humanity doesn’t care about the actions of temperance. After all, even if she kills justice, it would be nothing more than the death of a simple believer to the gods, and the question of faith in temperance is that the God of Humanity obeys He knew it all right from the beginning, maybe he had his own ideas about the status quo?

Tolerant of habitual hesitation, her overly gentle character is not suitable for the situation of fighting alone, but for her enemies, hesitation means full of flaws.

Looking at Temperance, Mo Ye didn't seem to plan to chat with Tolerance anymore, so she stopped waiting any longer, and the power of ice and snow blossomed at her fingertips with an ice field flower——

The huge ice gun slammed into Tolerance floating in the air!

Unfamiliar with fighting, she couldn't even subconsciously evade. The golden glow that emerged from her body was dazzling for a moment, which was worthy of blocking the tip of the gun that pierced her in front of her in a moment. Only then did she react and panic. Dodge the sharp, extremely ice spear full of ice cold elements.

She did not notice that the air around her was gradually filled with the power of ice and snow, and countless snowflakes fell from the sky, unremarkable, and did not make her feel the slightest danger at all.

It seems that these snowflakes are not as threatening to her as the puppet lines that fall from a higher altitude and always try to disturb the surrounding space.

She tried to fight back, but this time her opponent was not as easy to deal with as a doll that only had a flame class and was only temporarily promoted to a star level.

Her ability only had an effect on the mysterious strong man who was incarnation of ice and snow, but this time did not cause the opponent to be directly injured and lose the ability to resist.

Just need her to use her eyes to [see].

If she can't see, then she can't do anything.

Mo Ye’s response was simple. In the space between himself and Tolerance, he erected an icy barrier that cuts off the sight of the two. Compared to the tolerance that needs to be seen with the eyes, he can see through the snow flying in the sky. In the whole battlefield, she is not affected by the visual limitations, but is more relaxed and calm.

And the other puppet who was hung on a higher sky by the emptiness of the puppet line, overlooking the entire picture of the St. Petersburg theater, was even a little too excited about his own absolute advantage.

The mysterious lord who came to support me was thinking about **** herself naturally without being discovered by the master of the secret tower. She happily used the puppet thread to beat her, helping to limit her tolerance so that she could understand it at a glance. Route of travel.

"That's it, that's it...!"

Some even muttered in excitement.

Most of her body had been damaged in the previous battle, half of the doll’s limbs were shattered, and the remaining half was also mottled. Her carefully maintained rose gold long curly hair was forcibly shaved off most of it, but She doesn't care about this anymore!

What she wants more is the defeat of the enemy!

There are not a few living people left in the entire St. Petersburg theater, and the troops outside the enchantment have been given instructions to stay away temporarily when the battle started.

The doll raised his head and looked at the barrier barrier close at hand. This barrier prevented the expansion of the fighting range and also prevented the tolerant move of the Holy See to spread the letter to the Pope. This is very good, as long as the opportunity is seized and the still immature tolerance is strangled here, the loss of the Holy See can be irreparable!

The death of justice may be painful to the Holy See, but the death of tolerance is painful to the Holy See.

And temperance...

The doll looked towards the snow-covered ground, smiling mockingly.

If Your Excellency Wilton didn't specifically say that she wanted to let him go, she would have to take action. That is the royal priest of the Holy See! Even if it is the former priest who has rebelled against the Holy See, she is also very interested in the death of the other party!

Everything seems to be getting better.

The defensive power of Tolerance is indeed amazing, but in Mo Ye's view, the tolerance of using this flawed fighting method poses no threat to herself, and every attack by her consumes part of the opponent's energy.

Although the endurance of tolerance is indeed amazing, tolerance is inevitably gradually exhausted under the bombardment of ice and snow that exceeds the upper limit of recovery.

"Crack—"

There was a trivial cracking sound.

"what sound?"

Mo Ye was very sensitive to this sound. She reflexively looked in the direction of the sound, but at the same time, except for this direction, all the other directions sounded at the same time. .

It's like some kind of fragile and breakable item, shattered.

In the next second, the enchantment covering St. Petersburg shattered.

The enchantment of flowing Jinhui was instantly covered with tiny cracks, and then shattered into pieces of golden fragments the size of human fingernails. These fragments were mixed in the flying white snow, and when they fell less than half a meter, they turned into golden stars. Fluorescence, dissipated.

The outside world concealed by the barrier finally connects with the interior of St. Petersburg, and the gentle morning light shines in, and the sky is suddenly broken, like a dream.

"What's the matter? The barrier is actually broken--!"

who is it? !

The doll looked down in the direction of the city wall full of anger, where there was still nothing to see, but it was not the shadow that Corlanda had shrouded before, but the brilliance under the morning sun, but she was sure that there was something there. of.

Someone took advantage of their fierce battle here and killed Vero who formed the barrier!

If it's just that the magic power is not able to maintain the enchantment, then the appearance of the enchantment when it fades should be a flowing source of magic power flowing back into the master's body, rather than suddenly broken.

This shattered enchantment can only show that its owner has died. What about Korlanda? Is he still alive? !

No, that's not right, these are not important anymore.

The most important thing now is...

Before the pope arrives, kill tolerance! !

She turned her attention back bitterly, she did not need to guard too much when she hovered high in the sky, and tolerated the anxiety of being completely caught in the battle at this time, unable to open her hands to deal with her who only did support, one by one. The line of puppets stretched out from the space beside her, which was her greatest control.

As long as tolerance is trapped in a small space to create a fatal blow for that lord!

But she didn't see Jian Hui coming from behind——

It was the sacred brilliance, blending with the rising dawn, and someone struck her with a sword from a position higher than where she was, above the clouds.

The glow carried by this sword instantly tore through the remaining body of the doll, and before she could make any response, all possibilities were wiped out at the very beginning.

Jianguang drew down from top to bottom, instantly tearing apart the doll Kriss closest to him, and then smashing the line of puppets that would encircle Tolerance and encircle the master who has not lost energy for the time being.

He violently broke through the ice barrier that covered the entire low-altitude area of ​​St. Petersburg until Jianhui slashed the ground and carved a horrible crack that was hundreds of meters deep underground on the already dilapidated streets of St. Petersburg.

The blow was so powerful that it seemed to cut everything.

The people came to Tolerant, he was wearing a complex and sacred white gold sacrificial clothing, a generous cloak shrouded him behind him, holding a golden sword in his hand, his eyes are also full of divine brilliance. The color of gold.

Sword of God, Eye of God, the one coming is the Pope of the Holy See.