Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

The evening breeze by the sea is cool and makes people sleepy.

The uninhabited cities on the coast are clean and peaceful, free from wars, and are like a paradise from the world.

Everything here is peaceful.

Even the scattered objects, such as the shoe in the middle of the street that has been trampled on by countless feet, and the wooden door that was knocked open in front of the house next door. The paved road floats down from nowhere. The withered yellow leaves, and the black crow that resembles a statue at the top of the lighthouse...

Long after the turmoil that caused people to be displaced, it was quietly covered with a thin layer of dust.

The residents of Beria go to empty buildings, but there are still people living and living in the city. But these people are not the ordinary and busy ordinary people who used to be, but the mastermind and his support of the Beria war zone.

They are here, facing the enemy across the bank.

"It's started, it's started..."

"Yeah, it's started again."

A group of people sat in a row with stools under the eaves on the edge of Beria street, looking at the castle on the sea. They didn't seem to care whether their actions would cause them to be exposed to the enemy's sight.

Because of the temptation for nearly a month in the past, they have long confirmed that the two imperial priests of the Holy See are not sensitive people. The illusory white mist shrouded their figures loomingly, this is the magic of [illusion].

If they have been wearing the hallucination magic of Lord Xiali, maybe even if they ran in front of the enemy, they should not be discovered. This has been perfectly verified during this period.

"How long can Lord Xiali last this time? I think it should be ten seconds!" A trainee magician laughed and said to his companion.

"It was ten seconds last time, I think it should be a little longer this time, I guess twelve seconds." Another trainee magician took the conversation casually.

"But Sir Xiali probably hasn't recovered to a complete victory. The illusion avatar he used this time looks a little faint..." Ian said lazily, propping his cheek with his hand:

"I guess eight seconds, no more."

"Eight seconds? Your perception has always been sharp, and you guessed it several times. It should be almost the same. But you can do it casually. Eight seconds is eight seconds. Anyway, Lord Xiali doesn't need to fight them, if the two royal priests You don’t need to surrender, Lord Xiali can hang them. If they use surrender..."

"Then it was consumed again and earned!"

"I think the two imperial priests won't last long, right? Your Excellency Xiali has consumed twelve times. After using twelve times of surrender, even if there is more vitality, we have to be exhausted. Our luck is really good. what!"

"Yeah, it's comfortable to lie down and win."

"Look at it, look at it, it's started—!"

Ian's lazy spirit refreshed,

He stayed in Beria for more than a month, during which he also thought about various ways to return to the Rhine to find the lord, but the facts proved that at his current level, all the methods are useless.

Even if he dared to leave Beria, he had betrayed the Mitta. At that time, let alone find the lord or find his sister, whether he could save his own life or not.

So he compromised with reality.

At least staying in Beria is not life-threatening. These trainee magicians are involved in high-level battles, and they are not even the cannon fodder to block guns or explore the way.

Although the Lord Xiali is not easy to get close to, he is not a life-saving temper. They should be the cannon fodder that is most likely to die in the war. When the Lord Xiali is here, they become servants who take care of life...

Of course, being a servant is much better than being a cannon fodder.

He saw that the coastline was still calm, as if nothing had happened, no matter it was battle or destruction, there was no trace. But in his perception, the sea castle was shrouded in a misty white mist at some point.

Suddenly, a golden eagle that was huge enough to cover the city, tore through all the illusions, and the light and shadow rose into the sky. The clear blue sky was instantly covered with a layer of golden light, as if under this light, all There is nowhere to hide false illusions——

But not including them here.

There seems to be something special about the seaside city of Beria. The imperial priests of the Holy See will subconsciously avoid spreading to Beria no matter what they do.

And they probably didn't expect that there would still be some apprentice magicians of the secret tower here, right? After all, Except for the first time, Lord Xiali challenged alone.

This is the so-called black under the lights.

"One second, two seconds, three seconds..."

Someone counts the seconds like watching a play.

By the time he counted to the seventh second, the Dao looked weak and weak like an ant under the background of a giant eagle that was almost enough to cover the sky. The struggling figure was instantly crushed and turned into an illusory smoke to dissipate.

At this moment, he can spit out the last sentence:

"...Eight seconds!"

"Guess well, Ian!"

The apprentice magician sitting next to him patted him **** the shoulder, patted him staggering, and almost fell off the stool: "You guessed it again, Ian! The perception type is amazing, but this time again. You guessed it right by yourself."

"Hey, you know...?"

"I'll just get it..." Ian gave him a blank look.

Didn't he go to make food for Lord Xiali!

"But your Excellency Xiali should be back soon, should you move?"

"Understood, Captain!"

A group of young people looked relaxed and stopped watching the gods fighting.

"Your Excellency Xiali will eat as soon as he comes back..."

"Then take a nap to replenish energy, I'll make the bed!"

"Activate the magic circle that gathers elements first..."

The face of Xiali, who was in the dust and drove back from the plain outside Beria in a large circle, was meticulously serving.

The phantoms added to the mage robes he wore have begun to fluctuate like a collapse. Fortunately, Beria’s illusion magic was not directly set up with his magic, but a large-scale magic circle was built in a more roundabout way. .

Even if his energy supply is temporarily disconnected, it will not have any effect on the operation of the magic circle.

A crow flew from the window and landed on his shoulder.

"Xia Li, the reinforcements you want are coming soon."

The crow’s pitch-black beak uttered human language, and it had a weird blood-red eyeball. After seeing this crow, the busy apprentice magicians in the house tried their best to suppress their noise, for fear of being remembered by Lord Wilton. Live, only Xiali is still eating slowly.

"It's too late, sir." He put down the spoon in his hand, and the slightly tired and pale smile on his face suddenly stagnated. "It's already a month. The two imperial priests are almost dragged to death by me. At this time, you Send someone over... do you want that person to take the credit for me?"

"Of course not. The other party came to Beria not for the two imperial priests, but for the temple of the human **** hidden under Beria. You should have found the temple during your stay here. Isn’t it the entrance?"

The crow asked in a very affirmative tone.

"I found it..."

Xiali just said something like this.

"You are misunderstood, Xiali, I am not asking you about the specific location of the entrance to the temple. The identity of the person who came is not lower than me. She has the same star level as me. I can't send her to do anything. She To come to Beria, you can only rely on your own will." The crow shook his head.

"If you know the entrance of the temple, maybe you can change something with her. That lord's personality is not bad, but maybe another person who is walking with her, you have to be careful not to provoke him, that is not something you can provoke. ...Neither can I."

"A star-rated excellency, and perhaps a higher-level excellency? What is a higher class than the star-rated excellency... Haha, I see, Your Excellency Wilton."

Xiali hung up the usual smile again.

Now exhausted, he can't maintain the hallucinations covering the whole body, so the expression of interest remaining on the pale face exposed to the outside world is clearly visible.

"There is a special order."

"What is it?"

Xiali picked up the juice and took a leisurely sip.

"The lord came to Beria to find the temple of the **** of humanity, but in the process, she promised to help Mitta deal with a very difficult enemy..."

"Do you want me to help, or do something else?"

Xiali did not respond directly, and appeared very cautious.

Although known as a lunatic, Xiali still has his own sensibility. The enemy that even the Lord of the Tower of Mistakes cannot deal with himself can only be dealt with by another star magician. He is a flame. If a grade-level magician dared to pierce it horizontally, he was afraid that he would not survive for a second.

"You just have to watch them fight until the end."

"If your Excellency Mo Ye can really kill the Hidden Son, use your hallucinations to help the Hidden Son escape the lethal attack. He has not yet reached the moment of death."

The crow uttered this command as if it was an enemy.

"I refuse." Xiali refused without hesitation.

He smiled nonchalantly: "You want to kill me, right?"

"No, Lord Moye and the other Lord are not mentally biased, and you don't need to use your own body when you are close to the battlefield. You just use illusions to slightly twist the final result at the last time of the battle. His cautiousness and ability to approach stars should not be discovered."

The crow flapped its dark wings coldly.

"Alina will also help you."

"This is too risky..." But Xiali was actually very interested, "But what can I get?"

"You can get what you want."

"Including that misty pearl?" he asked simply.

"..."

The master of the tower could not help being silent.

He was particularly puzzled by Xiali's unexpected dedication. It was clear that he already had a misty pearl, and even if he got the second one, it would not have a qualitative change in his strength.

"Yes." But he still agreed.

"But I can't guarantee that I will be able to do it, I can only say...just give it a try." Xiali didn't dare to pack a ticket with the master of the tower, "No matter if I did it or not, that misty pearl will have to be It’s mine, otherwise I won’t talk about it."

Now that they have already agreed, it doesn't matter if they are generous, the Master of the Mita directly responded: "Of course."

"Then this instruction, I took it."

Xiali got up from his seat and walked to the bedroom of this house. He was really tired now. The crow flapped its wings from his shoulder and flew out of the room, only a few jet-black feathers fluttered to the ground.

Ian subconsciously caught a black feather. He suddenly looked out of the window as if sensing the direction of the distant Rhine. The fingers he held the feather trembled slightly for a moment, as if a sudden excitement in his heart, he whispered:

"Your Excellency... is that one?"

The streets of Beria are still quiet.

The slanting sun finally set, and the night was quiet.

The invisible sea breeze blew across the open windows of this street, and half-headed playfully, counting everyone in the sleeping place in the house one by one. No one knew if anyone was watching them... They were just peacefully. Go to sleep.

Beria's border suddenly opened up a gap in space.

The girl who was pure white as ice and snow first walked out of the gap in space, and then the man with strange mixed-color long hair that confuses the wild and divine temperament, and the pale and thin girl who looks like a vampire who doesn't see the sun all year round.

"No, none of these work, it can only be formal..."

"Nine, ninth...Ah!"

The child's voice suddenly said in surprise:

"Found it... the tenth."

The author has something to say: the more you write, the more you write...

I really want to end it, but I have to write a lot later!

There are more than 200 chapters, so I can't stop! QAQ