Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Unfortunately, this is not the real grid.

There are five left...

Regarding the content of the illusion set by Xiali, the temperance is very clear, and these should be formed by her impressive memory.

In the sense of restraint, the other five grid positions were located in various places in Flora, far and near, the nearest was within the scope of the main city, and the selected ones could even reach the sacred mountain on the edge of Flora.

These positions are the places that leave a deep impression on the memory of temperance. Whether it's her new home with her mother, or she was taken to a heresy trial...

Or, the scene where the heretical believer was burned.

With a restrained gaze, I looked at the capital of Flora, where there are always flowers and brocades. The residents have no sorrow, and praise the great gods day after day. They have established gods' statues in the most central square. The small square where the cloth is applied.

But Flora's people are not poor, and few people will pick up the meals they donated, and the small square is left unused.

So...on a certain day, this small square was requisitioned by fanatics, and they transformed it into a brand new fire ground!

The location here is the closest. Although Temperance hesitated a little, she still raised her footsteps and walked towards the capital.

Various flowers are planted everywhere in Flora’s capital city. The air here is full of a mixture of floral fragrances. When walking restraint to the central square, the number of pedestrians next to her has gradually increased, and their goal is also the same. Central Square.

Sure enough... it's a memory of that incident.

Temperance followed the flow of people and entered the large square surrounded by countless flowers. The most central location was a huge statue of a god. Everyone couldn't help but put their hands and fingers together and lowered their foreheads to pray.

When they finished praying to the gods, everyone went to the small square where a new fire was set up. This was specially set up for the damned heretical believer. Today is his execution time.

The man who was tightly **** on the torture rack had a weird beard that looked like a tentacled face. His hair was also curly inexplicably, which made people feel uncomfortable to look at.

He was covered with deep bone scars all over his body, and his badly torn clothes made it obvious at a glance that he had been subjected to extremely harsh criminal laws, but he himself kept making strange and terrifying laughs. Even if he was tied to the stake, he didn't show the slightest fear.

Passing through the crowd with restraint and difficulty, she would not be noticed by the people in these illusions, but she still had a substance, and the crowd's obstacles to her appeared extremely real.

She found herself when she was fifteen in a dark corner.

The black-haired and black-eyed Veronica's face still has an immature aura. She grabbed the dark corner of the wall and shrank into a ball hoping that she would not be discovered. She peeked at this heretical trial with fear in her eyes. An endless look.

There is also a certain idea of ​​temperance. The illusion's position may be someone she is familiar with... For example, the position of Huahai is her mother, and the position of the open space in the forest is herself.

The dot here might be the fifteen-year-old self in front of me.

Now is the time to verify her thoughts. If it's not the fifteen-year-old Veronica, then she can find someone else, and she won't lose anyway.

but…

Temperance did not act on Veronica for the time being, her gaze looked at the high platform not far away, and the man who was **** was burned.

She stood in a dark corner, waiting patiently.

A fanatic waved the torch in his hand. He praised the **** and lit the pile of wood under the man's feet!

The wood watered with fish oil instantly burned, and the man was burned to darkness in the sea of ​​fire, but he did not make the screams that the believers expected, but laughed wildly with an extremely hoarse voice!

"Praise my God! Lord who created the world, the only God of all existence, the most noble Lord of the stars! I praise you! Hahahahahaha!!!"

Until he died, he could not stop the crazy laugh!

When the fire burned out, his dark corpse fell from the torture frame and fell heavily to the ground, splashing black water. These weird black waters were filled with weird and unpleasant stench, which seemed to be rancid marine fish with the unique salty smell of the ocean.

"This madman! Believe in other non-existent gods!"

"The only **** in the world is the **** of mankind! There has never been another god!"

"The **** of humanity created our world and chose to become a **** that belongs only to humans! This is clearly recorded in the Holy See's sacred scriptures!"

The residents of Flora instantly became noisy. They scolded the dead believer in the square angrily. Some even rushed over and kicked his body in extreme anger, even if they were splashed by the stinking black water. Don't stop.

He actually dared to blaspheme the great and noble **** of mankind!

Seeing these foolish but pious people, Jie Chongming knew that most of the deeds of human beings extolled in the holy scriptures were fictitious as long as their class was high enough.

In the oldest records of the royal family, the **** who created the continent was named Oran, which was also the name of this continent. The God of Oran fell into a deep sleep after creating the continent, and the **** of humanity inherited the position of God of Oran and became the sole **** of the continent.

As for the **** who created the world...it's not the **** of mankind anyway.

Temperance had finished watching the drama, she lowered her eyes expressionlessly, and stretched out her hands to cross her fingers. This action seemed extremely ordinary, but in the process, she completed a silent prayer, praying to her god.

She acted decisively on the fifteen-year-old Veronica. The silent and invisible blade of air cut the girl's neck. Before she felt the pain, she opened her eyes and died in the dark corner of Flora.

"This one is not..."

Temperance perceives the dots of the illusion more clearly, they are constantly beating, like twinkling stars, she has an inexplicable premonition, this premonition makes her a little anxious.

She wondered where to go next. The locations of these grids were farther away than the nearby Flora City.

I don't know if it was her illusion, or there was a slight error in the operation of the illusion, her perception ability instantly discerned the location of the sacred mountain farthest from here, and there was a momentary difference in that array!

She didn't feel wrong!

The grid points on the sacred mountain are fundamentally different from other grid points!

Without thinking too much about temperance, her ominous premonition became stronger and stronger. She stole a steed horse from Flora's stable. Riding this horse, she hurried to the location of the mountain at a very fast speed!

When Temperance finally reached the sacred mountain, she freed her horses at will, and she walked along the rugged mountain roads of the sacred mountain into the deep mountain deified by the residents of Flora.

She remembered... in what direction she was walking in the first place.

Temperance passed through the deep mountains and old forests on the periphery of the sacred mountain, crossing the burning dark ground inside the sacred mountain, and reached the true location of the sacred mountain.

The true sacred mountain is just a small, unremarkable hill.

The residents of Flora made a pilgrimage to the sacred mountain, but when they reached the burning dark ground, they thought they had reached the foot of the sacred mountain, and they would leave with satisfaction after they bowed down sincerely.

Temperance followed the vines and twigs and climbed to the highest point of the sacred mountain. Following the hidden deep pit to the bottom, she finally found herself who was staying at the edge of the True Moon Pool, at the age of seventeen.

She didn't have any waiting or hesitation. The surrounding rocks directly buried the seventeen-year-old Veronica, who was dull-eyed. The sound of teeth smashing with bones sounded, and a lot of blood overflowed from the rock pile.

Seventeen-year-old Veronica, unable to make a scream, died on the edge of the holy land she had been searching for for a long time.

No...No!

Once again, the temperance of finding the wrong place hadn't had time to think about the abnormality of the matrix. Suddenly, she found that all the matrixes in her perception had disappeared out of thin air!

what happened? !

"It's a pity, Miss Temperance..."

Such words suddenly sounded in the ears of temperance.

This voice... is Xiali Douglas!

"...What do you mean?" Temperance asked in a deep voice.

She recalled the positions of the grid points she had remembered, and felt a little relieved. Even if Xiali hides these grid points, she can still find the past with her memory...

"It's just a pity that your perception ability eventually misled you to such an extent that you can't leave anymore, Miss Temper."

Xiali watched a play, his tone was cheerful, and he seemed to explain it kindly: "My illusion is essentially different from the illusions of other magicians. This is that there is no array in my illusion. Point exists."

"No points?"

In the records of the Holy See, all the hallucinations of the hallucination system magicians will have their hallucinations, without any exception, unless...

"You have broken through the flame level...?" This is the only way that temperance can think of, to break through the essential limitations of the elements.

But is it possible...?

For hundreds of years, Christon has only been the only one star magician. How old is Xiali? How can you become a star in your twenties? !

"No, I just used some external force to forcibly realize the magic that can only be possessed by stars..." Xiali was a little leisurely, anyway, this temperate lady could not escape his fantasy, he returned to the subject:

"I'll tell you, Miss Temper. As long as the range of my illusion is larger, the deeper it will be. Your current position is only one step away from the bottom of the abyss of consciousness. From the moment you step into this illusion. , And when you act on the first false formation, you never have a chance to leave again."

"..." Temperance did not answer him.

Temperance at this time, her face was cold and dark, and she was constantly thinking, is there any other way to use it?

The answer is no.

All of her knowledge comes from the Holy See. The library in the Holy See does not record what to do when encountering this situation. Other imperial priests have never encountered such powerful and strange opponents.

She can only rely on herself.

…However, she cannot escape by herself.

"I can leave here..." she whispered softly.

"Impossible. At this level, even if I want to release you, it is impossible." Xiali expressed his disapproval of her words.

"I can leave here." The temperate eyes became firm, and she looked at the True Moon Pond without any waves. It was a pity that this place was just a fake formed by an illusion, not a channel that truly connects to the realm of gods.

She didn't care about Xiali anymore, and started to prepare before fleeing.

She faced the direction of True Moon Pond, crossed her hands and fingers, and closed her eyes, which was just a simple gesture of unknown meaning.

She opened her lips softly and prayed to her god:

"The creator of the world, the only **** of all living beings, the lord of the stars from the distant starry sky... Praise my god, please give mercy to your family members."

As the words of her prayer fell, the illusion that Xiali seemed to be indestructible, even the star wizard Wilton came to experience it in person, and he had the opportunity to stay in the illusion source forever in the illusion, like fragile glass , Collapsed and shattered in an instant!

What a mighty force...!

"It's amazing, Miss Temper..." At the end of the illusion collapse, Xiali asked amusingly, "But what seems to be wrong with your prayer...?"

The next moment, the consciousness of temperance broke through the illusion, and she opened her eyes from the extremely dim bedroom!

In the dark night, her original dark eyes turned out to be golden as bright as lights!

The author has something to say: I always feel that this prayer is secretive...

The glowing golden eyes smell like golden eyes...