Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

"Hmm...? Wait, it seems to be still struggling..."

"Okay, okay." Bai Yin sighed helplessly. It would be easier to just give up, but the bubble himself hasn't fallen into the abyss, and he can't just watch it coldly. After all, he has rescued it once, that's it. It's really a waste of effort to let her go. It's better to let her be beaten to death by the **** of humanity.

"Then I'll help you again, but don't lose. I don't want my divine power to be wasted in vain, I have to get something that satisfies me--" he muttered to himself, pressing his hand on the fire. The lamp jellyfish was still on the swelling blue translucent umbrella cover, and the transparent silk thread followed his palm straight into the jellyfish's tough body, forcibly into her spiritual sea.

He is quite familiar with the structure of the bubble's spiritual sea. The heart of the ocean in the gray spiritual sea space has changed its appearance. After mingling with the soul of the lamp-burning jellyfish for more than half, the inherited seed also shows the lamp-burning jellyfish. Stance.

The blue jellyfish canopy has evolved to look decent. The tentacles under the canopy have only a short sprout. It seems to have come alive. The irregularly round jellyfish is regular in the current of the spirit sea. The vibration of the heart is like the amplitude of the heartbeat. If it really turns into a complete lamp-burning jellyfish, it means that it has completely merged with the soul of the bubble.

It is inseparable from the soul of the bubble.

"It can't be restored, it can only be eased."

Such severity must also be related to her ability to overdraft the seed of inheritance. If she decisively gave up fighting and left Christon when she was on the verge of her limit, perhaps the situation would not be so bad, and it would be irreparable.

This is the judgment of Silver.

After becoming Poseidon, he wore the shell of a flaming jellyfish, and he could also use the corresponding ability to spawn a split body, so that he did not need to stay in the bubble of spirit to maintain the balance between the two. Silver is the bubble. After inlaying a balanced anchor in the spirit sea, he retreated.

After a while, he patted the top of the jellyfish again:

"Have you regained consciousness, or have you lost?"

The uncontrolled expansion of the lamp-burning jellyfish has stopped, and the vast ocean is silent. When Baiyin waited and waited, and finally got up impatiently and was about to leave, the foam finally regained self-consciousness. The umbrella cover of the jellyfish, which was as wide as the earth, shrank rapidly, and the silver leaped aside, quietly stopping in a piece of water that seemed to be still watching the waves of the sea.

The humanoid blue-haired girl opened her eyes. The lower part of her flame-like eyes was dark blue like sea water. The gradual and wonderful color showed that she was only a thin line away from the heart of the ocean. She looked towards the silver, calmly. His gaze stayed for a while on his face, which was highly similar to himself and his mother, before he asked:

"Who are you?"

"It seems that there is no problem, but this is only temporary."

Bai Yin came to the conclusion with himself. In the final analysis, he and the bubble are both cold and cold. He doesn't care about anything other than the owner, whether it is the bubble he rescued or the bubble's doubts. The two faces are obviously very similar, but they show completely different looks. The indifference of the bubble reveals the complex emotions that are similar to humans, and the silver is more purely divine.

"You stay here, and when it's over, I will let you out. Remember, you can't float on the surface of the sea, and you can't get close to the golden river. If you don't want to be caught by the river of time, turn into it. Part."

Silver paused, he cast his eyes down to the dark sea bottom:

"Of course, if you feel bored, you can go and play with the avatar of the God of Humanity. A demi-god avatar will not have the ability to resist in the gods of the ocean. He will always be trapped. Below the abyss. As long as you stay here quietly...wait, what did you bring in?"

He can't see it without bowing his head.

The girl’s extremely long blue hair fell down, and at the end she was able to hold the statue of the goddess of all things originally built on the Rhine. The lower end of the statue fell into the dark water. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t really notice it. The presence. The glow that flows on the surface of the idol has dimmed, and after disconnecting from the owner, the remaining power of faith in the idol is calm as stagnant water.

The bubble looked back at him in silence, and Bai Yin stared at the idol for a long time, and then gave a bitter smile: "This is troublesome. It seems that the master has to lose the source of faith. Although she didn't intend to use it, she has always Better than nothing. In case..."

"Master? The master you are talking about is mother."

Foam said in a positive tone. The breath of Silver's body made her feel familiar, almost exactly the same as her mother's breath. Although she had never known that there was such an existence around her mother, he was able to stop his fusion with the seed of inheritance again. Progress, maybe my mother used his power before.

"Hmm..." Bai Yin replied vaguely.

"Also, what in case did you say? Is mom in danger now, or something?"

Rather than exploring the foundation of silver, it’s the mother’s current situation that is more important, but silver is impatient to deal with an insignificant person. He doesn’t like bubbles, the troublesome lamp-burning jellyfish. He just doesn’t add oil and salt The reply sentence:

"No comment."

"Now you have one more task, which is to take care of this idol. Take the idol to find Gold's avatar and play, stay here quietly and don't mess with it." He stopped dealing with the bubble, but banned it. The golden river that I went to floated up, while muttering in a low voice, "Since the power of faith of the master has been cut off, I can speed up here..."

He doesn't like himself, or even hates it.

This bubble was immediately known after hearing his impatient tone. Corresponding to this dislike was his familiarity with himself, which was clearly an existence he had never seen before.

But this familiarity will not be an illusion.

And he totally cares about the "Master" he speaks to...

"At least, he will be my mother's help."

In the quiet ocean, the foam is still thinking calmly:

"As Odder said, this is an area that I can't touch, but he can. His appearance is very similar to me. Even if it is not another self-conscious split body of his mother, he should be very close to his mother. Existence is credible."

"My mother trusted him and gave him the task of getting closer to the overall plan, which means that his strength has reached the level of mother and the **** of humanity. He was right..."

"I'd better listen to him. I can't set foot in unfamiliar and dangerous realms at will. This may ruin my mother's plan. When I am not able to do so, the best choice is to listen and wait. For my mother, follow her. Idea to do it."

She finally retracted her gaze looking up at the golden river that was intimidating just by seeing it. Although she still cared about the identity of existence and the relationship with him and her mother, it was really not the time to care about it.

"Since the incarnation of the human **** is trapped..."

Then give it a try and see if you can get some information from him, maybe you can help mom in this respect. The foam was carrying the goddess of all things and sinking to the bottom of the darker and darker sea. It was a long and dark gap, like an unknown monster breaking open a huge mouth like an abyss. She didn't know that this was a prisoner. The deep sea rift that trapped the Poseidon.

The time of the sea god’s fall was too short, but in just over a month, its three-piece set of gods had not collapsed so quickly, so Silver picked up a bargain. There was no need to regain the ocean to build a new kingdom of God, but to maintain the original. Yes, this vast ocean that exists as the God Realm of the Sea God without being separated from the God Realm.

Silver escaped from the realm of God and fell into the river of fate and time. The powerful force sucked him down, and countless golden rivers flowed through his vision. In those real eyes, he could clearly see countless golden colors. The particles make up this long river of writing the past and future, the beginning and the end of the world.

The bottom of the river deposits endless gravel.

If he is dragged down, he will also become a part of those gravel and remain as a part of this world forever. This is an ending that can't distinguish between good and bad. If you don't care whether your consciousness exists, this should be a perfect eternal end, as long as the world is still there, the gravel will not disappear.

But Silver does not pursue this theoretical immortality. He turns into a lamp-burning jellyfish and swims toward the river surface. In this case, the jellyfish that grow in the sea always swim faster than human limbs, and the farther away from the sedimentary river bottom. The gravel, the stronger the suction, the weaker, until he completely broke free from the shackles of the river.

He floated to the surface of the river, with his small head exposed to the darkness and emptiness. After distinguishing the direction of the river, he did not choose to go in the direction of [future], but went up the current without looking back, and went hard. [Past] of this world.

If you want to interfere with the world through the long river of time and destiny, the present tense like a bubble is the easiest. You only need an anchor to lock her, and you can easily incorporate it into your own domain out of thin air, or do some other things.

If you want to interfere in the future, the easiest way is to keep flowing down the river and obey the choice of fate until that point in time arrives. But there is a problem here, that is different from the stability and uniqueness of the present, the countless bifurcated rivers that will split in the future will lead to darkness, some lead to light, some come to an abrupt end, and some have unlimited possibilities...

Have already come here, can't we still choose some bad future by fate, right? If you want to choose, choose the best. If the existence in the river is not silver outside the specification, even the gods of this world who want to influence the world will be assimilated into its part in an instant and become a part of it. A grain of gravel deposited at the bottom of a river, perhaps a little brighter.

But the past, which has been accurately implemented, is the most difficult.

Even if it's just going upstream, it's very difficult.

In the distant past, even two years ago, silver did not exist in this world. If he can't find his anchor, he can only watch, watching the miniatures of the flood of destiny pouring down in a long gone trajectory.

All he can do is bury his head in the river.

It's like watching a movie--

Watch the past images quietly until the end.