Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1310 Foursome

Her hair was bent and fuzzy from the electric shock, and the pure white and soft feathers on her wings were blackened a lot. Gan Lin lay on the ground with a dark and numb face, with a pair of unsightly dead fish eyes, slowly exhaling.

Elementalists are also afraid of elemental attacks. Although they are elves who control rain and thunder, they cannot withstand a powerful electric shock.

In particular, Mo Mei's thunder dragon is composed of its own endless thoughts and energy, and its composition attributes are fundamentally different from those of elements.

Yuena covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at it. She casually threw it over for a cure, and complained, "You really are an idiot. You took Mo Mei's Nian Beast as the spirit of thunder and lightning. She is lucky that she is not dead."

Gan Lin rolled his eyes and passed out, his limbs were numb and his hair was disheveled. Fortunately, the proud righteousness followed his breath and slowly rose and fell.

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The rain that caused the torrential rain disaster has completely numb in the physical sense, but the astonishing rain clouds that have accumulated in the sky have not yet dissipated.

It may only need another small abnormal fluctuation, and the torrential rain will pour down, as if poking a hole in the big magic circle, and wantonly washing the Miranda Plain.

The dancing posture of Xiaoyu's oracle ceremony is as elegant as a butterfly, and every movement and posture seems to communicate with the vigorous dragon cruising in the sky, full of an ethereal and natural unique charm.

But before she knew it, a layer of sweat had appeared on her forehead, and it was not difficult for her to make rain and retreat, waving the clouds to and fro with ease.

But this time, the target of the rain retreat is the entire continent of Arad. She seems to be a little bit powerless, and her spirit is even weaker.

"Deeply connect with Shenlong's mind, you will become less human!"

This motto of advice is the last sentence left to her by the former witch, knowing that there is no hope of advancing in the realm.

Xiaoyu never took the initiative to tell anyone about the former witch, including Yelin.

It may be because she feels that it seems insignificant and insignificant, but it is more because she is not able to understand the meaning of this sentence.

If you don't empathize with Shenlong and then accept His divine power, how can you use it to exorcise evil spirits and return the world to a clean and bright world?

It wasn't until tonight, when she was determined but powerless, as if she could no longer disperse the thunderclouds in the sky, and thus wanted more power of the dragon, that she began to understand the words left by the former witch.

For a long time, any act of gaining strength through belief has an unavoidable ideological problem...

Are you really you, or are you an "empty shell" used by God?
The purer the belief, the more the events dealt with are in line with God's will, and the more powerful the power from "God" can be obtained.

After one's own strength becomes stronger, every word and deed, every action, gradually conforms to God's will and God's wisdom invisibly.

Therefore, it is called deification, that is, the agent of the gods.

A word that is difficult to distinguish.

When the power of the believer has reached a certain limit, and can even summon the power, projection, and even the body of the god she believes in... Is she her own self, or is it a possession of the god.

When Xiaoyu really began to understand and face up to this problem, her mind was slightly confused and numb, and she couldn't figure out a clear thread.

Now she really wanted to stop and ask Yuena and Meiweisi next to her, and she should get some experience guidance from them.

But her oracle dance is clearly not controlled by her will at this moment, every movement is more like an instinct of the body.

"Oops, I won't be deified and return to heaven and earth, will I?" Xiaoyu's thoughts became even more confused when this uneasy thought came to her mind.

She was extremely anxious and wanted to ask for some help, but she couldn't open her mouth and couldn't speak a word.

In the eyes of Mo Mei and others, Xiaoyu danced gracefully, the sleeves of the maiden costume fluttered like butterflies, and blue light spots began to flicker all over her body, the charm was elegant and natural, like a group of fireflies dancing for her.

Yuena applauded softly, appreciating the oracle dance that Xiaoyu seldom showed.

When it comes to singing and playing the piano, Alice has the most beautiful voice and skills, but when it comes to dancing, Xiaoyu, who has a professional level and has long legs, naturally does her part.

"Not quite right."

Ye Lin frowned fiercely, and was the first to notice the strangeness.

With more and more cyan fluorescence around Xiaoyu, why did he feel that Xiaoyu seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, seemingly close in front of his eyes, yet seemed so close.

Xiaoyu's body seemed to be a little blurry.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky. The dragon, which was supposed to be swimming in the thunderclouds, lowered its huge head, and stared at it coldly with a pair of blue eyes as cold as an abyss.

Lightning and thunder poured out from the dark clouds, the pale thunder and lightning, the deafening roar in the ears, I don't know when the Nianqi mask was broken, and Xiaoyu's maiden costume was drenched by the wind and rain, and it was cold and fit the curves of her figure.

Mo Mei finally discovered the abnormal situation, and hurriedly cast him worried and questioning eyes, strangely, she didn't even notice the shattering of her thoughts.

It may be because her thought energy also contains a trace of the will of the real dragon and the dragon.

Breathing lightly, Yelin shook his head stiffly, and then slowly took out the bow of Wuxuan. He guessed the possibility with his outstanding insight, but he didn't have the corresponding experience to talk about.

"You, you can take the initiative to stop it, Shenlong." His voice was low, full of a sense of supreme majesty from the beginning, shaking the entire Miranda Plain, and countless people woke up from their sleep.

He made no secret of his hostility, pointing directly at the Shenlong who was staring at Tianqiong indifferently.

The rain that fell on the continent of Arad, at the moment when the rhyme of his words dissipated, all of them froze in the air, as if the long river of time was pressed to pause, and the raindrops that should have fallen turned into large transparent beads connected by invisible silk threads.

"Qiangqiang, your..."

The invincible beautiful girl who suddenly appeared shut her mouth tightly, appeared in the air for less than a second, disappeared in place and walked to the manor first.

Because of this guy, he is so angry now!

Openly hostile to the spirit of the dragon that existed in ancient times, he is not afraid of killing Ling Ran, no matter what, he feels like a transcender in the sacred zone.

But, it's handsome, she likes it very much!
It's just a pity, today they double bought a new skirt to show him, after all, it costs him money.

……

Xiaoyu watched silently in her eyes and was anxious in her heart. She fully believed that if she was really assimilated by divine power in confusion, before that, Yelin would definitely try her best to stew Shenlong directly.

The body of the divine dragon entrenched in the thundercloud overlooking, and the night forest standing on the ground filled with the power of the transcendent, the breath solidified invisibly, and hundreds of millions of raindrops hung and stagnated, and then quietly exploded into finer mist.

With a graceful turn, Xiaoyu slowly closed her eyes, because she suddenly found that Yelin was not only confronting Shenlong, but more like... showing some special meaning to her.

Silently remember Yelin's figure, with the graceful dance, the rain drenched her hair, cool and cool, and it just happens to make her mind gradually calm and clear.

Shenlong... Wuxuan...

Maybe there are similarities in the way of using power.

Not only that, she finally picked up a useful fragment from her memory, Yelin once taught Xiaosu about the concept of "source".

Regardless of whether it is as strong as an apostle or as small as an ant, as long as one goes back to the long river of history, it all originates from the "source" of the universe.

Slowly, an enlightened smile appeared on her cheeks, elegant and quiet.

"Don't just be the carrier of the oracle, but understand the true meaning of the dragon!"

The voice of the previous priestess sounded in his mind again, and at the same time, there was a kind of comfort for her.

If you think of yourself as nothing more than a vehicle for power, you will gradually become a hollow shell of nothingness.

So, should you continue to numb and squander the power of others, or keep looking for the meaning that God bestows on you with this power, and use it to fill the empty sense of emptiness.

That is, what do you think is the meaning of continuing to use divine power?
All the way to exorcising evil spirits and praying for rain, Xiaoyu felt that she might not be as good as the first generation of witches, but she still upheld the belief and meaning of going down the mountain after learning and entering the continent of Arad.

In the last graceful dance, Xiaoyu lifted her hands up to the sky, her delicate and small face carried a kind of fortitude and determination of enlightenment.

Her body suddenly turned into a large flickering light spot.

The majestic dragon galloped through the dark clouds to the spots of light at an astonishing speed, the huge coercion struck like the sky crumbled and the great mountain fell.

Boom~!

The Shenlong passed by at a low altitude, and suddenly flew towards the clouds in the sky. Wherever it passed, the clouds disappeared, and the starry sky was so clear and beautiful that people were enchanted.

The light spots re-condensed, Xiaoyu stood there for a while, and then the brows gradually showed joy. She seemed to have done it and found the answer.

With one's own strength, reach the realm of heaven and earth!
Moreover, she also had some guesses about the rusty primordial spear.

Xiaoyu stroked her wet hair with her fingers, and threw herself into Ye Lin's arms, who was only relieved, like a coquettish cat, rub~ rub~ rub...

Rubbing her soft white and tender cheeks with him, rubbing all the rain, tears, and sweat on her face to his face, Xiaoyu was satisfied, and kissed the corner of his mouth tenderly.

"You seem to have changed?" Ye Lin asked in surprise.

"Yeah, let's talk about it when we go back."

Xiaoyu gently grabbed his hand and placed it on her thumping heart, then turned her head to rest on his strong chest, drawing numb circles with her fingers.

"I'm cold and tired, I don't want to move, you can help me take a bath, you can ask Yuena to help~"

"Hmm..." Ye Lin's eyes were calm and far away, and he changed his righteous shape, before saying, "It's cold outside, Mo Mei should also want to take a hot bath."

(End of this chapter)