Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

The deep-seated black mud has spread to a distant direction, and the pitch-black cracks continue to climb along the barriers of space. This time-stationary boundary begins to fluctuate, and the small fragments are slowly peeling off. This is a sign of the collapse of the world. The small world still cannot accommodate gods from higher persons outside the world.

But just where the blue-haired boy sank, a hand firmly inserted into the black mud that contained strong pollution, regardless of the noisy sea tide and regularity that sounded like a heartbeat coming from an unknown existence, heavy breathing, this hand Going deep into the black mud, he abruptly brought out the blue-haired child who had closed his eyes and was waiting to die, just like the savior who appeared on the scene at a critical moment!

The scorching sun shined on Bai Yin's face again.

Rebirth... No, this is a survivor.

The child who was caught with the long hair floating on top because it was the lightest and lifted up slowly opened those eyes full of despair, perhaps because he was afraid that this falling warm light would be another hopeless tease, or before death His torture, so full of emotional fluctuations, he looks more alive.

But this time is different.

He opened his eyes and still saw the blue sky of the sea and the fence surrounding the deck, but whether it was the sky or the ships he could see or the flying birds hovering high in the sky.

Time is stagnant.

There are pitch-black cracks all over them, like black trees growing frantically with their teeth and claws, the fragments of space are constantly peeling off, and the polluted black mud occupies the lower layer of this boundary.

All of this is a desperate fact that will make him feel more desperate, but when he saw that figure, it seemed that the negative emotions in his heart were instantly calmed down, even if the One God was still there, he did not leave. Go, even as if waiting, even so he still felt extremely relieved.

"Owner……"

Bai Yin was crying, he always liked to act like a baby, and there was fear and anxiety in the vibrato. Even if he is ignorant of the world, he knows that he has done something wrong. Although he will do it again if he is given another chance, it does not prevent him from feeling guilty. With a guilty conscience, he had to pray for forgiveness from his master, and he wanted to be so simply confused because he was only a few years old at most.

"..."

Mo Ye didn't respond to him, but shook his hands with a sullen face and a little disgust. The black mud on his arms and the deadly dirty silver in his hands. His beautiful blue hair kept flowing down with dark sewage, even his skin was contaminated. It was the same color as black mud, and if she came later, the silver would be gone.

Fortunately, she still caught up, in the last moment.

At this time, her feet were covered with bottomless black mud, and there was no place to stand, but a thin layer of transparent ice froze on the railings and walls of the ship, forming an erected plane, Moyette As the silver fell on the ice, she dropped the dirty child in her hand and faced the figure in the black robe.

"I'll settle accounts with you later—"

Her voice was lowered, and she heard a silver spirit, and the only **** standing in the center of the black mud was extremely quiet, like a silent undead, even if it became a god, it became the highest **** with all the gods in this world. When facing the only god, I can't help feeling my heart throbbing, almost horrified.

It reminded her of the moment she arrived.

...

"I don't understand why you came, my child."

Even if she sees her sneaking in the long river of time and destiny, besides letting her pass, the only **** is still like a silent shadow as the only alien that exceeds the specifications in this realm. He stops in place, his posture is always There hasn't been any change, even if she is facing her back, Mo Ye can easily perceive a cold scrutiny gaze, which always stays on her.

The only **** asked without emotional ups and downs:

"The destiny of the betrayer is death. The new destiny will bring you a brighter future. Now you should face the final choice, whether to become a detached person or stay where you are..."

"Instead of coming here for a disqualified tool."

This is meaningless behavior.

"Perhaps you are right, Father God."

Even now, Mo Ye can call the Only God the "Father God" frankly. Since he calls himself "My Child", it means that even at this moment, his identity is a child valued by the Only God. It is not a piece of fate controlled by him.

Moreover, the Only God has been adjusting her destiny all the time, and it is done in an imperceptible manner. It is a destiny composed of coincidence and inevitable. Mo Ye has carefully considered her every move, and she is very sure of herself. All of his choices are based on his own wishes, not the manipulation of others.

This kind of fate is much more reasonable than Gold’s coercive manipulation. Mo Ye is not disgusted with such behavior. After all, she is the only beneficiary. This also allows her to have a sense of the character of the only god, or the way she acts. Certain speculation.

If he was not the only **** at birth, he should have been dominated by complex human nature, a very good existence like an exquisite and exquisite face. So until now, He has become the highest point of divinity, and he is still acting in the past thinking mode. No one can hate such existence.

She is the same.

Such a sole **** can communicate.

"But, Father God, whether Silver’s behavior is considered betrayal or not, it should be my business. I will decide for myself how I should go in the future, and I will also judge the whole story for myself and judge mine. Is the tool disqualifying..."

Mo Ye summoned his courage and said:

"Isn't this... what you taught me?"

The only **** is silent, and courage is a kind of thing that is exhausted in one go. After a long time, even when Mo Ye, who has managed to build a psychological line of defense and firm confidence, began to be uneasy, the dark figure moved slowly, that The gentle arc up and down seems to be nodding, indicating approval.

"This is indeed what I taught you. Our nature is like this. Everything that belongs to us cannot be taken away or infringed by others. Even if we want to destroy anything, it can only be destroyed by our own hands. We... the essence of the universe is in this way."

"But everything has a prerequisite."

The black robe of the **** wriggled out a twisted column, and the long column that looked like a deformed hand slowly pointed to his feet. At the deck position that was indistinguishable from the surrounding black mud, he slowly said:

"Only the strong are qualified to own something. Since you are not satisfied with my judgment, show me whether you are qualified to take back what belongs to you from me."

"...There is silver in there?"

Mo Ye's first reaction was to find a way to get the silver out of the black mud, but under the cold scrutiny of the only god, she suddenly understood that the power he wanted to see was not just opportunism, but a breakthrough with positive power. The boundary of that layer of black mud!

Now she is the strongest **** in the world, possessing four godheads, but her thinking inertia in the past has restricted her thinking, making her think that she is the one who needs to hide and rely on strategy to get all the way down. Alien.

But the reality is that she is already the strongest.

She doesn't need to think about breaking power with intelligence at all.

As the strongest **** in this world, challenge to the only **** who transcends the world? Mo Ye feels that her original anxiety is slowly calming down. The power of her godhead is running in her body, even if the godhead of the human **** has not been accommodated, it is still She blessed the corresponding personality, and she felt that she was very strong now!

"Heh, has your mentality adjusted." The only **** in black robes watched silently. Wanting to be a detached one is not something that can be reached smoothly by swallowing a world. The power accumulation of the whole world is just opening that door. The key to this, if you want to walk in, you need to have an absolute and firm consciousness of being strong.

However, this child who also has the essence of the heart of the universe should not choose to take the route of the detached person. Her human nature is too full, which prevents her from making choices more rationally.

This is her only flaw, and also the most fatal flaw.

Mo Ye passed the only **** in an instant, without raising any gust of wind, and the air of time appeared behind her. The only flowing black mud in the space that was originally stopped was affected by the force of time. The arc of movement became very slow, and the power of the space was concentrated in her right hand. The black mud spread out under the extremely violent space blasting, and under the force of time, it came together very slowly, forming a dark hole. !

The black mud is hard and sticky.

It's even harder to open than the walls of Gold's temple.

It is estimated that the hardness of the barrier of the world is almost this strength, she gathered all the strength at one point and barely blasted such a sagging rift, but when she broke it, she broke it. She closed her eyes and used her mental power to go. Perception.

It is not to perceive the black mud. Even when she explores the composition of the black mud, she will inevitably be polluted by the filthy power in the spiritual sea. She will not do such a dead thing, she is just perceiving the weird space in the black mud. Overlapping situations, such complicated spatial overlaps and links, if they fall into the black mud, they will probably always fall in the space of repeated rebirth...

Silver is falling now.

But the overlap of space made him spin back and forth in the short passage full of black mud. Mo Ye changed and analyzed the information almost at the first moment. What should he do next to bring silver out of the space? No, she doesn't need to think of a way. With her current strength, can't she really rescue him directly?

OK.

Mo Ye opened her eyes again, and she blurted out as she was in a mysterious state as if she was empowered: "I pray that there will be a split in the overlapping channels in the space in front of me in the next second."

This is the simplest answer.

She stretched out her hand, and just like this, she lifted the contaminated silver from the gap in the space. In the process, her hand was inevitably stained with the black mud that gushed out from the gap in the space along with the long hair floating out of the silver. The thick black lines began to extend upward, but stopped at a certain level, and stopped abruptly.

She did it!

After putting down the silver, Mo Ye looked at the figure of the only **** standing in the black mud like a still tree. At this time, even if she could still perceive the frightening horror, she no longer felt uneasy about it. The godhead also has a certain degree of tolerance after her mood changes.

"so be it."

The only **** said lightly.

His dark figure began to fade, and the rolling black mud that covered the entire sea area also faded as he disappeared, like ink mixed with clear water, the mottled cracks on the sky were peeling off, and the world could not hold it. Now, if he doesn’t leave, he might really have to destroy the world.

"Your fate is up to you."

His words are full of deep meaning, but also with a little regret:

"...Your tools too."

However, even if he said that Moye could decide his own destiny from this moment on, he would no longer care about her, but what he did was not like this... As long as he was here to prevent Silver from killing Gold, Able to convert the world line back.

Such conversion also comes at a price.

However, it was not she who prevented Silver from killing Gold.

But the only **** who descends.

Therefore, it is the only **** who needs to pay for this.

Instead of her.

Mo Ye really doubted, would the consciousness of this world dare to find the only **** to pay the price?

Anyway, if it were her, she would definitely not dare.

In short, the only **** bears the price for her, she just thinks that his temper is a little too good! She was simply a role model for her old father, which really made her feel uneasy in her conscience!

"...Thank you, Father God."

Mo Ye whispered thanks a little awkwardly.

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