Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Inside the temple is a thick and dark area. Mo Ye looked inside from the door of the temple, and only felt that the air that entered the eyes was sticky and humid. The invisible and abnormal gas filled the entire space, making her sight. Covered with a vague dark color, only the innermost part of the temple shone with a dim light.

She hesitated for a moment, and did not directly enter the temple, but stretched out a finger to touch the dim air inside the temple.

She felt her fingers wrapped in some kind of sticky liquid. This invisible liquid slipped all the time, and started surging upwards from her fingers, trying to wrap up more of her limbs, even though it was sticky. She feels uncomfortable to the touch, but there is no danger.

Mental power isolation...it's useless.

Mo Ye took back the mental power that was suppressed to the extreme. She could hardly use any ability within the scope of the temple, but she did not feel that she would encounter any danger here. If you want her life, the only **** does not need to use such roundabout means.

At least until now, the only **** upholds her kindness.

She took a deep breath, frowned and stepped straight into the darkness of the temple. The ubiquitous invisible liquid had replaced the air, and the sliding touch made her suddenly remember the feeling that she had been conceived in the hands of a jellyfish.

But today is different from the past. She has long lost the ignorance and novelty that she had when she was born again. Now she only feels uncomfortable, her scalp is numb, and her goose bumps are about to rise... Although her jellyfish does not have these functions.

When she felt that the abnormal touch that made her feel uncomfortable gradually weakened as she got closer to the inside, she trot regardless of her image. She ran through the long corridors of the temple, as she gradually got rid of the feeling of being wrapped in eggs At that time, the floor of the temple did not know when a layer of seawater overflowed. This dark, salty and fishy layer of seawater became deeper and deeper, gradually replacing the uncomfortable touch.

If she can choose, she still prefers the touch of the sea.

She finally stopped. The innermost environment of the temple became darker and darker, and the surging sea water overwhelmed her lower abdomen. She was dripping with the sea and touched a long ladder under the water, and went up the ladder. After walking a few steps, I saw the statue of the **** above the sea level under the only light in the temple.

The shrine of the only **** is a splendor that humans cannot imagine. Above the high dome is the phantom of the endless starry sky. The twinkling stars drag the phantom from the dome to the clothes of the idol, covering the gods with divine light. .

According to common sense, the phantom of the sky full of stars is the most eye-catching place compared to the stone-carved statues. But at this moment, Mo Ye ignored the dreamy and brilliant star set, and her sight was taken by the only god. The idol is firmly attracted.

It looked like an ordinary statue.

Mo Ye could not recognize the material used for the statue, but the pure black, smooth and translucent appearance, and the faint flow of magic on it all clearly showed the particularity of this material, the only **** in her impression. It is a pitch-black giant snake, but this idol is not in the shape of a snake, but in the form of a human being.

The **** sits on a **** seat higher than the sea level. His whole body is covered with a dark robe. From Mo Ye’s perspective, the human form of the gods under the black robe can be vaguely seen. It is the lower half of the face that grows out The horrible faces of several twisted tentacles make people lose their san value when they look at it. If the person standing here is an ordinary person, perhaps he will collapse and go crazy the next second he sees it.

But when Mo Ye saw it clearly, she only felt a little breathless. The salty smell of the surrounding sea water became stronger, but she had adapted to this smell long ago when she lived in the ocean, and she did not have any hallucinations. The scene is still calm and dark, with only the sound of tidal waves surging in the sea.

Don’t look directly at God. She read these words silently, and quickly moved her gaze away from God’s face, and turned to the “light” in God’s hand, the only one that flickered in a temple that was so dark as the night. The light is an exquisite bird cage held by the idol. In the cage there is a butterfly the size of a human palm. It is still flying slowly at this time. The moon-like brilliance shines from the pure white wings of the butterfly. Rise and diffuse, illuminating the only pure land.

This one is probably the snow butterfly's body. It turns out that it has been sealed in the bird cage in the temple, so its clones will instinctively fly to the place where the temple is, and the Snow Mountain Goddess who possesses its body breath.

After the observation, Mo Ye waited for a while.

She retracted her gaze from the statue of the **** and the snow butterfly in the cage, turned her head and glanced at the front of the statue, closing her eyes, quietly praying to the goddess of Snow Mountain, who prayed to the only god, and turned to the direction of the gate of the temple. The pitch-black giant snake who was also silently blocking her head at the door and peering inside, she didn't forget what she wanted to do here.

She wants more power, and the temple where the only **** stays on earth should have the kind of adventure she wants, although this is not the temple the only **** wants her to find. But the most important thing is that she wants to completely remove the hidden danger that keeps herself in her throat, that is, the human heart that Gold, the **** of humanity, left in her spiritual sea.

When she fell into the world of memory fragments, she still had the idea of ​​letting the clone of the only **** help her pull out the human heart, but when she saw the **** who came to the world torn the world from the sky, she So he immediately dispelled the idea of ​​being tantamount to death.

The only **** almost broke the world with just an understatement. How dare she let the existence of such mighty power penetrate into her fragile spiritual sea...

This really doesn't work, she will die.

Perhaps in the eyes of the only god, her spirit sea is similar to a piece of soft tofu, and it breaks with just a touch.

She didn't feel that her spirit was stronger than the world.

But the temple left by the only **** was different. First of all, the divine power remaining in the temple would definitely not exceed the upper limit of the world. Just seeing that the dark giant snake entwining the temple didn't make her feel any pressure.

This snake and the snake that entered the memory fragment world are not at the same level. This snake can only be regarded as the guardian of the temple at best, without the slightest consciousness of the only god. From it, it stupidly probes from the entrance of the temple. A peek can tell that its core is not the noble sole god.

And the snake that descended from the memory fragments is completely the one and only **** descended!

She just wanted to peel out the human heart through the divine power left by the only god. Of course, it would be great if she could go further!

If not, it is acceptable for her to only remove the hidden danger.

Seeing that the Snow Mountain Goddess who had been guarding the temple was no surprise to her arrival, even when she was waiting for her arrival from the beginning, she knew that the only **** had also agreed to her behavior.

If anyone here can guide her to get the power of the only god, it is only the Snow Mountain Goddess, who is the guardian and the guide. The one outside trying to stretch the snake head into the temple is stuck, and it is still The struggling snake must know nothing.

Mo Ye finally looked at the goddess of Snow Mountain. The snow-white girl had already prayed and opened her eyes. She had a slender white hair that was as long as snow. The white hair was scattered in the sea at this time, floating and sinking and spreading out like With the white snowflakes, her eyes are also very close to the snowy silvery white, and even her thick eyelashes are dazzling white. The holy and pure white girl is indeed like the goddess of the snow mountain.

"I know, you want it, supernatural power."

The girl opened her lips slightly, but she was not as silent as Mo Ye thought. Her voice was very special, as cold as the ice of a snow-capped mountain all year round, but because she had never spoken, she had every word and every sentence. They all bite the words clearly, separated by strange pauses, just like a baby's babbling.

"...You can talk?"

Mo Ye opened his eyes slightly and asked hesitantly.

She had always thought that the Snow Mountain Goddess was a dumb, and the Only God forgot to arrange a language system for her when she created her, but it was clear that the Only God did not lose the chain when creating the girl.

"Before God, I was answered to speak."

The answer of the Snow Mountain Goddess is very simple, she will only be allowed to speak before the gods, then she will not be allowed to speak where there is no god's attention. Mo Ye immediately thought of whether the words spoken by the Snow Mountain Goddess had any peculiarities, such as those who said what they said would be bound by the only god.

But she would not ask the other person. After all, what kind of ability the Snow Mountain Goddess possesses has nothing to do with her. She just nodded and asked directly to the Snow Mountain Goddess: "Since you know, your Majesty the Only God should have also agreed to me. Can you give me the divine power that has obtained the divine power left by this temple?"

"Of course, Your Highness."

The Snow Mountain Goddess lowered her eyelids slightly. Although she responded swiftly, she stood there without any movement, her expression empty, like a lifeless snow sculpture. She waited until she had been looking at the ups and downs of the sea in silence for a long time, then looked at Mo Ye again, with a hint of pleading in her ignorant expression.

"Can I pray to you, protect and be kind, my people,?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Ye suddenly had an unknown premonition.

Let her protect the people who treat the Goddess of Snow Mountain, that is, the tribes of Sloria, is this toogu?

"Do you give me the power of this temple, and you will die?"

"It's not, but, return to God's side."

The goddess of Snow Mountain is an understatement, but Mo Ye feels that the facts are not as easy as she said. Returning to God... In many ancient books of the Holy See, returning to God’s side means death, but who can Do you know if you will really be picked up by the gods after you die?

"Don't worry, Your Highness..."

The pure white girl has a solemn expression and is as holy as the angel of God.

"In the future, we will see you again."

"In the future, I will see you again..." Mo Ye murmured and repeated it again. The words that dispelled her worries were not low in gold. If she had some enlightenment, she would definitely ask:

"Does your ability predict, or can you see the future?"

"I can see, Your Highness."

It turned out to be like this. Because of the ability to see the future, the Snow Mountain Goddess is not allowed to confide any words to others, except for the existence of God and God's promise.

What she saw with both eyes was God's private, and no foreign objects were allowed to blaspheme.