Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

The wind and snow in the gods are getting more and more fierce, and the ring formed by the snowstorm is shrinking inward little by little. The soft snow butterfly is flying around the periphery of the snowstorm. The sky is white, representing Andamiast. The gold is buried like dust.

His speed is not so fast that Mo Ye penetrates space and crosses space, but he himself overlaps in this realm like the speed of light. This kind of terrifying physical quality should not be the same as that of human beings. God's ability, although Gold also uses swords, in most cases it is still based on magic. This is the mighty power that belongs to Andamiast alone.

Indistinguishable Jianguang continuously chopped Mo Ye’s defensive barrier from the deserted realm, and cracks opened one after another, but for a long time her space barrier was covered with densely packed cracks like spider webs. The crumbling barrier was quickly repaired by her divine power, but to no avail.

It seems that there is a lot of power of faith in that sword. The power of faith that Gold has not used for more than a thousand years is either in the artifact or filled in the black prison. If this continues, her repair will not be able to keep up. The progress of the destruction...

Although thinking like this, Mo Ye was still extremely calm.

In terms of combat power, the current Andamiast may be much stronger than the **** of humanity, after all, he is the only existence in this world who has ever touched the boundaries of transcendence.

His attack looks unpretentious. If the sharp sword light spreads out energy, it may be enough to destroy her divine realm by a half, but he controls it very well. All the power is gathered together, and it is accurately slashed towards Mo Ye. s position.

This is an attack that can't be avoided.

If you can't avoid it, then don't hide.

The poison ring formed by the snowstorm on the outside shrinks, and Mo Ye inside has a way to deal with it. She maintains the protective repair, and the long hair that turned into tentacles was cut off by Andamiast. Gathered back, it was replaced by a small lamp-burning jellyfish born only from the end of the tentacles.

These lamp-burning jellyfish were squeezed out of the space barrier by Mo Ye, and before they could react, they were severely hit with a sword. Some of the small jellyfish in the front were cut in two miserably, and some were still alive. It escaped a death catastrophe.

If Andamiast cleaned up all these jellyfish in the first time, it would take some supernatural power for Mo Ye to give birth to another batch, but without self-awareness, he completely missed this best and only opportunity. The size of the dead Lantern Jellyfish expanded rapidly, from the size of a palm to the size of a building in the blink of an eye. By this time Andamiast had no chance to deal with these giant jellyfish.

Whether it’s a sword light or anything else, when the jellyfish was young, it could be chopped in half and hurt the giant jellyfish, which is now bigger than a skyscraper. At most, it can only carve a deep wound, but I think It is absolutely impossible for him to die. He can only watch this wound be quickly repaired by the real god's physique, leaving no traces.

"..."

Andamiast, or the holy sword consciousness of the **** of humanity, looked confused. The expansion of the jellyfish not only weakened his attack damage, but also greatly squeezed his living space. The lamp jellyfish squeezed together and abruptly trapped him in a corner. Except for this corner, the shrinking area was full of jellyfish.

This reminded him of the black **** filled with jellyfish. If he were a normal human, maybe he should be suffering from intensive phobia now. Fortunately, he is not, so he can still firmly hold the sword firmly and cut everything that is reaching him. Jellyfish tentacles.

He is not a good at strategy. He is the sword of the **** of mankind. It only needs to be sharp enough to cut off all the enemies in front of him. He is good at fighting, good at fighting, but not good at breaking the game. He has realized that he has fallen into Downwind.

But he didn't realize that he was dying.

Mo Ye's ultimate move is not these behemoths.

She gave birth to jellyfish just to limit Andamiast's speed. When his strong legs could no longer move, he had become something in his own pocket.

The fluctuation of space is about to move. Mo Ye's own bias is the space system. Except for her own specifications, her ability to swallow, all her other abilities are inferior to the power of space. She closed her eyes slightly. Mobilize his mental power to penetrate the space crevice and lurking behind Andamiast.

A large number of seemingly fragile and beautiful snow butterflies fly around the barrier of that snowstorm. These butterflies born in the One God also have the ability of space. Although weak and small, they are just a key, but they are still enough as an introduction to the collapse of space. Up.

Andamiast is extremely vigilant about her divine realm, but his vigilance is limited. His most vigilant existence is Mo Ye himself, and then the jellyfish clusters that are constantly trying to swallow him. The snow storm behind him is right. As far as he is concerned, it is only a restriction, not to mention those butterflies that look like decorations.

Mo Ye's spatial fluctuations came from the front, penetrating the body of the jellyfish and the bordering sword light, and Andamiast swung his sword decisively to block it, but it was only Mo Ye's sound that seemed to be effective. A snow butterfly passed through the snowstorm silently, like a flying snow falling lightly, so fragile that even the perception was as small as an ant, and it did not attract any attention.

Andamiast has already concentrated on dealing with the attack from the front. In such a narrow space, his speed is not effective, and he can only be forced to fight head-on. His sword is very sharp, even the space can be cut. But his body is not that strong. His original body was transformed into Pele’s townsman. His spirit was permanently circulated in the blood of the rebels and turned into an indelible curse. Now he is just a ghost imprisoned forever, equally fragile. Snowflakes are no different.

Another location formed by spatial fluctuations was behind him. The snow butterfly’s wings were shattered by the snowstorm, and after flying away erratic, a pitch-black spatial fissure opened up instantly, smashing Andamiast’s back. Shrouded in it, it was only a matter of a moment, the blood splattered out of the pure white snow that stained the sky, and his movement of waving the long sword was extremely obvious!

It's now!

The jellyfish’s tentacles instantly wrapped around the man’s dazzling, blood-stained body, and a moment of stunned emotion flashed across his face. That was Andamiast’s only emotional expression. The holy sword fell from his hand, with half of it. At the wrist, the man's body was made of white ash, gently falling from the outside to the inside like the fluttering snowflakes and butterflies.

The glow on the holy sword was dim and was caught by a tentacle.

"Finally killed this guy..."

Mo Ye was very relieved. Although she was not injured or anything, such an enemy is still more difficult. If she does not have the gods and does not limit Andamiast's abilities, perhaps the person who has been consumed alive. That's her.

She didn't take over the holy sword of the **** of humanity. That artifact had a self-consciousness like silver. Who knows if it has the ability to control others in an instant. When the Holy Sword escaped from Andamiast, there seemed to be another spatial fluctuation. It wanted to escape like in the black prison, but it was stopped by her spirit.

Mo Ye looked down thoughtfully at the holy sword that was held upside down by the jellyfish's tentacles like a dead thing. She could see that this sword could only fight and had no other wisdom like normal people. Probably when she leaves the divine realm, it will try to escape again?

Good to run away, Mo Ye smiled slowly.

In this way, she can follow the spatial fluctuations to find the hiding place of the **** of humanity, she is a space system.

The snowstorm surrounding this area gradually stopped, and the snow butterflies flying around the snowstorm also flew back to Siloria. Mo Ye landed on the ground that exposed the dark brown mud, but was often swept up by the snowstorm. The flying snow turned into a snowfall, and the earth was buried again. Whether it was the earth that was carved with extremely deep knife marks or the forest vegetation that was cut into pieces by sword light, it was covered in the vast snow and returned to tranquility.

Probably the next time I enter here, this land will return to its undamaged appearance. Mo Ye retires from the divine realm. At this time, her divine power is still half, not too much, but it is not too tight, she still It has the power of a beast god.

With Mo Ye's departure, the jellyfish in the divine territory shrank and dived into the cold water of the Snowmelt River on their own. Only the one who helped her carry the sword was brought out by her. The same shrunken jellyfish floated quietly beside her. When it first landed, the holy sword wrapped in its tentacles plunged into a space channel that suddenly opened up at lightning speed.

It moved quickly, and Mo Ye didn't stop it either.

She watched coldly as the holy sword fell into the dark passage. The spatial passage pointing to the **** of humanity only appeared for a moment, but she still caught her whereabouts. It was the direction of the mirror sea far away from the realm of the **** of humanity, although she didn’t know. Why did he run to that position, Gold couldn't get through the passage of the dark sun.

but……

"Finally found you, Gold."

Hiding so far, Gold, if there is no holy sword to show her the way, maybe she would have to turn the islands of these human gods to the sky first, and then look around like headless flies, which is too costly. Time is up.

It is estimated that by then, her back road will not be kept.

Foam can deal with the God of Humanity for a while, but it won’t last too long. Although she won’t be life-threatening, Christon will definitely have to finish the game. Mo Ye calmly and sensibly looked towards Jinghai. She lacks the most now. It's still time.

After the jellyfish wandering in confusion with empty tentacles returned to the gods, Mo Ye set off and flew quickly to the direction of the human gods. This is the gods domain of the human gods, and her spatial perception ability has also been suppressed. Little, she only knows a fuzzy coordinate. But it is also good to have a pointing coordinate, better than she spends a lot of time searching around in God's Domain.

When she was halfway through the flight, she stopped suddenly.

The channel of the power of faith... is broken.

She will not use the power of faith in the idol, but this does not mean that she cannot perceive her own channel of faith, but at the moment, she can no longer perceive the power of faith flowing in the idol and the illusion of believers. The sound of prayer.

It is the God of Humanity who succeeded...

Or did something else happen?

The author has something to say: Don’t blame me for writing slowly, because I’m too stuck on QAQ

I don’t know how to finish it. This is a common problem for novices...