Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

The main body of the snow butterfly only surrounds the hair side of the Mo Ye.

Driven by Mo Ye, several smaller snow butterflies overflowed from the body of the main body, whirled down, and flew tremblingly to the outline of the black hole entrenched for hundreds of miles in the ocean.

The deep black hole is like a huge mouth that swallows all things, and the pure white of the snow butterfly is like a little dazzling gray dust against the background of the mouth of the abyss.

They descend slowly, like moths fighting a fire.

Mo Ye didn't dare to use his own body to approach the terrifying black hole, nor did he dare to control his clone.

After all, Sueri’s Divine Realm just wiped away part of his soul and teared away part of his soul, and even if Mo Ye controls a split body, there is a spiritual force as a puppet thread for the connection, and the other side of the connection is also Her soul.

No one knows if the clone is accidentally swallowed by the black hole, will it affect her origin?

If the Lord of the Tower of Mistakes did not rescue him, but instead caught himself, that would be more than the gain.

So Mo Ye only used Xuedie.

In other words, she only used a few splits of Xuedie.

If it was just a split body of the snow butterfly, letting them get close to the black hole would really be a moth to the fire, but Mo Ye had incorporated a bit of the power of the only **** into these few bodies.

Only a quarter of Mo Ye's divine power reserve was left through a line of borders, and she was unwilling to pull out a little bit to rescue the master of the secret tower at this time. But if she didn't say anything, and just watched the incarnation of the Lord of the Mitta be swallowed by the black hole, then she wouldn't even think about going to the Mitta.

Even if the Lord of the Tower of Mistakes was also hurt by the soul due to the swallowing of the black hole, but his body did not exist in this world, but hid within the scope of the temple of the only god.

It's just futile if you can't catch his body, let alone find the key.

She couldn't even find a place for the gate of the tower.

At this time, Wilton, Lord of the Tower of Mistakes, fell into the sea at the edge of the black hole. The deep blue water rolled up countless murderous whirlpools, and the sea surged towards the sudden formation, leading to the death and unknown deep-sea waterfall.

The infinite suction drags him to the position of the black hole.

This suction force not only dragged his body, but also sucked away and swallowed his spiritual power bit by bit.

He had a certain hunch that if his mental power ran out, then he would be sucked away next to the part of the soul associated with this incarnation.

Of course he thought about giving up this avatar, but he couldn't do it.

Whether it's his body, his mental power, or his soul controlling this body, it's like being soaked in sticky glue.

Don't talk about using it, he is now slowing down and is still soaking in the sea on the edge of the big waterfall instead of falling into the black hole. He has to thank him for the accumulation of days and months, and his mental energy has not been exhausted for the time being.

There should be more than one clone of the Secret Tower Lord.

His appearance at this time was a bit more mature than the aristocratic youth who looked green in the past. The skeleton has grown to perfection, and his aura is more restrained and deep, making people unpredictable.

At least it looks more like the master of the secret tower in the public impression than a thorough and young boy.

But it was this great star magician who was juxtaposed with mystery and power, and at this time, he held his head up and looked at the extremely high sky above the cascading clouds in spite of his image.

Even his face kept pouring into his mouth and nose, and he couldn't take care of the wet water that made him embarrassed.

There may be [help] that can help him out of desperation.

He came here with the signs of this manifestation.

Like the last time the miracle of the Snow Mountain in Sloria, he stayed in what he believed to be a safe area to observe the situation as usual. When the Holy See collapsed, his old opponent, the Pope, had no time or energy to come here, so Although he still had a vigilant heart, he was not as strong as when he was next to the enemy.

Therefore, without this little vigilance and keenness, he is stuck here.

If the Pope came with him behind him, maybe he wouldn't be stunned for a moment when the Snow Mountain Goddess rushed out of the sea, and would not fall into such a field.

The speed of the pope is not as fast as him, maybe it is not him who is attracted, but the pope.

The Lord of the Tower is not someone who regrets his past mistakes, nor is he someone who is sentimental and easily defeated by difficulties.

Even now, even if he has been swept by the current to the edge of the big waterfall, and under the big waterfall is the terrifying black hole, he still insists on his dying behavior, waiting for one that may or may not come. Rescue.

The Snow Mountain Goddess might save him because he is kind to her.

The Snow Mountain Goddess might not save him, because he saw the Beast God walking close to each other. Perhaps the Snow Mountain Goddess knew the fallen Beast God before he was born, and it seemed that the relationship between the two was very close.

If the beast **** regards him as an enemy, the Snow Mountain Goddess may not choose him after weighing it.

But when he saw a few white [dust] falling from the sky, he knew he was waiting.

This is not a gamble, because he has no choice now.

No matter what the Snow Mountain Goddess thinks, she is willing to take action, which means that she is not an enemy. As long as the other party can bring him a condition to escape the suction of the black hole, the Lord of the Tower has the confidence to get out of the suction range of the black hole on his own.

This always elegant and mysterious magician stared at a few snow butterflies that fell from the sky in a state of embarrassment. Wilton must have taken more than a sip of the water when he was floating in the sea, but his eyes were still almost firm. Persevering, it seemed that it was no longer the clear violet color that used to be bottomless, but close to the depth of mist.

Even if his body is approaching to free fall with the rapids of the big waterfall, he still looks so calm and fearless.

The snow butterfly approached the deep-sea waterfall.

They are flying, seeming to be too fragile to withstand the slightest wind and rain, and the terrifying suction in the sea will instantly tear them to pieces when it touches the snow butterflies.

But Wilton saw that these snow butterflies did not receive the slightest influence, as if they were originally isolated from the terrifying danger of the outside world. They were flying in a windless field, so pure and clean that they did not resemble the lives of this world.

Finally they fall.

Quietly sinking into the raging sea.

The waves stopped abruptly at that moment, and the rapids of the waterfall stopped.

The sticky black that does not belong to the black hole appears abruptly, although it only covers an arc of half a meter in size on the sea level.

And the Lord of the Mitta that was shrouded in the center by this arc broke away from the suction of the black hole at that moment, he seized the opportunity to get out of the sea, and rushed to the sky like the snow mountain goddess before, flying to a place beyond the control of the black hole.

That is, above the layers of clouds.

He lowered his head from the extremely high sky and looked towards the sea level. The dark arc of less than half a meter had disappeared. The black hole was still sucking the sea water continuously, and the rapids of the deep sea waterfall continued to pour into the black hole. , Like an insatiable mouth of the abyss.

Maybe it will swallow up the water of the entire ocean.

You won’t be satisfied until the sea runs out and reveals the dried-up seabed.

"Thank you for your help, Lord Snow Mountain Goddess."

The Lord of the Tower of Mitta looked at Mo Ye, who looked down at the black hole just like him. His sight swept across the beast **** in the other's arms without a trace. The **** in the shell of a young child looked miserable, and there was more than a shortage. With few arms and legs, even his soul is obviously mutilated, it makes people know that he has hit the terrifying and unknown black hole head-on.

If he hadn't been helped, the appearance of the opponent would be his best ending.

The Secret Tower Lord is not so arrogant that he thinks that his soul strength can match the real god. He is proud of his strength, but this does not mean that he is not clear that his essence and the level of the **** are not at the same level.

That's why he wanted to be a god.

That's why he concealed his body extremely well.

Mo Ye only nodded slightly to him, but didn't talk to him.

She pretended to frown slightly and hesitated. Although her expression was very shallow, almost to nothing, such an expression was already extremely rich to the Snow Mountain Goddess.

After she was sure that the Lord of Mitta had noticed her unusual behavior, she pressed her voice and said with a coldness that didn't touch her emotions:

"Excuse me, can you provide me with a safe place."

She spoke bluntly and extremely coldly.

It seems that I haven't communicated with people for a long time, but this is also in line with the personality of the Snow Mountain Goddess.

It seems that she does not intend to care about the appearance of the black hole, but the Lord of the Tower of Mistakes will not just let go of it so directly. If the black hole is not dealt with, maybe one day the sea will dry up and be swallowed by the black hole. It's clean.

Unlike the Snow Mountain Goddess, who is covered by the only god, Wilton is a human, and the existence of the black hole itself is a threat to the human race, and it is also the most serious threat of extinction.

"Of course... but I want to ask you first, do you have a way to solve the black hole below?"

The Master of Mitta paused, and he looked at the sea further afield along the edge of the black hole. It was a huge seabed fissure connecting the center of the black hole. This bottomless seabed fissure encircled the Oran continent.

Of course he knew what this rift represented.

"As far as I know, there is a border in this sea area, which is also a guardian that separates humans from the ocean. If I am not mistaken, the black hole exists inside the border. What did you do with the beast **** caused the border to be broken. , A black hole emerged."

As long as the magician has reached a certain level, he will come to the border at some point to try to solve its puzzle, hoping that he will be the lucky one who can stay in the history.

The Church of the Gods of Humanity claims that the border is the blessing of the gods, but no one knows what the facts are.

Until today, at this moment, after the border was really broken, what was released was not a treasure that had been passed down for thousands of years and belonged only to magicians, but a demon capable of destroying everything.

"No way." Mo Ye replied straightforwardly. She didn't intend to explain the so-called truth to the Master of Mitta, and if she didn't want to say it, the other party wouldn't ask aggressively.

The Lord of the Mita is not such a stupid person.

She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while before continuing:

"I will think of a way, but I am not in a rush."

Although this black hole is constantly devouring the sea, the ocean will not be emptied so easily in a short period of time.

She hugged Sue, who was like a rag doll in her arms, and finally raised her head, looking at Wilton with seemingly empty and icy eyes, but not holding her beak.

As a statement, she stated:

"I need to save him first."