V2.Chapter 113

Boom

The temple collapsed more, and even in the underwater corridor near the core, boulders fell.

The fishman boy and the magic blue high priest had to avoid these falling objects while moving forward.

"Priest, what should we do next?" The boy asked the high priest.

The high priest comforted the young Fisherman: "don't worry, we have prepared a plan for this."

The young Fisherman's heart was slightly certain.

you bet.

Even if the body of the magic blue god falls into a coma, his believers will also consider this situation.

After all, the magic blue God was chased by the gods of the holy empire. With the autonomous expansion of the magic blue god domain, there will be more and more rumors and rumors about Tianzhu Haiyan. The magic blue God will certainly guard against the scene of "one day, the imperial gods will besiege".

Compared with this situation, it is not so serious to be attacked by barbarian legends at present.

However, the high priest then said, "I am the most powerful person in the divine guards. I will disguise myself as my Lord with the help of my Lord's throne to resist the barbarian legend. Next, son of God, you need to quietly evacuate from here with the divine body."

Fishman boy:?!

This is the so-called preparatory plan?

"But wait..." the young Fisherman's thoughts flashed. He thought that if he was besieged by the imperial gods, although the strength of Meilan cult was strong, it was only for the existence of the just Pirate Group. Against the imperial gods, Meilan is not an opponent at all.

Therefore, retreat became the only option.

The young Fisherman's heart moved again: "do you mean to pretend to die again this time?"

The high priest looked at the young man with a little more admiration: "son of God, you guessed right. My mission is to sacrifice for my Lord, which has long been predicted."

"Wait a minute, priest, do you trust me so much?" The fish man boy felt very strange.

He came here to steal divine power.

The general plan is to capture several priests, the believers of the blue God, and add them to the fairy tales of the Mermaid by stealing their divine power.

Of course, there are further plans.

That is to create an opportunity for cangxu to become a blasphemous priest. In this way, the magic power of the magic blue god can be stolen for a long time in the future.

In other words, the righteous Pirate Group is hostile to the Meilan cult.

However, due to the change of blood core and the disguise of Pearl foam, the fishman boy somehow penetrated into the enemy, and was still in the middle of the high-level.

The young fisherman was deeply expected and treated by the high priest.

According to common sense, even if the blood concentration is enough, it cannot make a high priest of a sect trust a strange fish man so much.

Facing the doubt of the teenager, the high priest laughed: "everything is in the prophecy. Look!"

In front of the high priest's fingers.

The front is the core of the temple.

There stands a gate.

A huge mural is carved on the facade of the gate.

The style of the mural is the same as the temple mural seen by the righteous Pirate Group before.

The main body of the mural is a huge God seat, which is shaped like an open shell.

A female Naga, with a pious look on her face, was walking towards the shell.

In the corner, a fish man holding the blue goddess is rapidly away from the shell constellation.

The image of the enemy blurred into clouds of light and shadow, which were attracted by the constellation of God and the female Naga in the past. No one saw the escape of the mermaid and the blue goddess.

The high priest said again, "this is the content of the prophecy, which is true. The prophecy said that a son of God would appear and lead our Lord out of danger. The fish man in the painting is you, and you are the son of prophecy!"

The young fisherman was shocked.

He couldn't help thinking, "have all my actions been predicted by the gods?"

God, do everything!

The main mission of the magic blue god is to deceive and disguise, but prophecy is also within his power.

But soon, the boy calmed down again.

"No, the image of the fish man in the painting is also very vague, not my appearance."

"At the same time, there are only typical Fishman characteristics in the fishman image, and even the divine blood is not clear."

"Therefore, the fish man in the painting may not be me."

"This can be speculated."

"There is holy water and fish God test. No matter how low the potential of the fish man race is, there should be a fish man's divine blood."

"After all, the concentration of divine blood is not described in detail in the prophecy."

"As for why it was the high priest who sacrificed himself to attract the enemy for the magic blue god... I'm afraid that after the prophecy appeared, the magic blue god specially selected female Naga as the high priest?"

"Moreover, it may not be the high priest. I think many clergy before were female Naga."

The fishman boy kept explaining in his heart.

Even so, his mood was disturbed by this prediction.

He and the high priest came to the door.

The high priest was shining with divine power and pushed the door open.

The gate seemed very heavy, and slowly opened a gap for one person to enter and leave.

After the two entered, the high priest immediately closed the gate.

"This is the core of the underwater temple." The fishman boy quickly glanced around.

There are three huge columns here, which are carved and polished with dark blue stone columns.

In the middle of the stone pillar, there is a huge shell.

The shell was silver, closed, and did not open.

"Is this the magic blue goddess sleeping?" At the thought of this, the young fisherman couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.

To be honest, it was completely beyond his expectation.

He never wanted to face a god!

Just steal some magic power and replenish the artifact. This is the consensus of all survivors.

"My Lord!" The high priest came to the shell and immediately knelt on the ground.

Her body is shining with magic light, and the shell is also shining with brilliance. The two reflect each other.

The young fisherman was about to pretend to kneel down, when the shell opened slowly.

For a moment, the surging divine power, like an invisible tsunami, instantly flooded the hearts of the youth and the high priest.

The high priest burst into tears and his divine power was quickly replenished.

The body of the young fish man also flickered with light, as if it had been recognized by the goddess.

"Pearl foam is rapidly consuming!" The fishman boy pressed the Pearl foam under his tongue, immediately noticed this, and immediately became nervous.

If the Pearl foam runs out, what will happen to him?

Such vast divine power made the teenager immediately understand that even the Meilan goddess who was seriously injured was not something he could deal with!

"Don't say it's a finger, even if the goddess breathes gently, she can immediately destroy me?"

The young fisherman is extremely deeply aware of the gap between himself and the gods.

He forced himself to calm down and cast his eyes into the shell.

The next moment, his heart slightly paused and saw the appearance of the goddess.

Meilan goddess is a mermaid. She has long blue hair that falls to her waist and waves. Although he closed his eyes, his face was so beautiful that people couldn't help shaking their hearts.

He was wearing a thin, transparent pink gauze, which made his skin white and tender.

The beautiful clavicle looms under the tulle.

His chest stands tall, wrapped in golden shell shaped underwear, forming deep gullies. When he reached the waist and abdomen, his beautiful and moving curve suddenly shrank, creating a slender and slim waist. Then, at the hip, it was as high as a mountain.

His lower body is a slender and beautiful fish tail, and the white gold scales are stacked, flashing a colorful halo, which is very beautiful.

He is sleeping, but his breathing is uneven.

With the rumble of the collapse of the temple, his eyebrows frowned slightly, which made people feel distressed. A strong impulse "no matter how much it costs, we should also smooth his frowns" spontaneously arose.

The fisherman boy's breath was slightly rapid, and a sense of depression, awe and strong desire rose in his heart at the same time.

The high priest slowly stood up and said, "even if he is asleep, our Lord also senses the dangerous situation. He cannot wake up. Although his injury has improved over the years, it is still very serious. Once he wakes up, he must face the truth. After waking up, even if our Lord has the power to fight back, the end must fall!"

"Son of God, please do everything."

"I..." the young fisherman entrusted with the important task was quite speechless.

Boom!

Just then, with a loud noise, the mural door was suddenly knocked open a gap.

"Here it is!" The voice of the claw crow of the cold sky Ripper came immediately.

Holding the pupil of truth, he illuminated the mural door.

Unlike other places in the temple, this mural gate is obviously more resistant.

"No! I found it so quickly." The high priest's face changed dramatically, obviously panicking, "what can I do? There is only one way to leave here, but it is blocked."

Fishman boy:?!

"Let me come!" At this time, another rude voice came.

The young fisherman immediately recognized that this was the holy man who stood upright in the bow of the barbarian warship.

The six headed snake, the holy beast of Meilan cult, was beaten away by this fierce man.

Boom!

Another loud noise, the gap of the gate suddenly expanded, and the millstone was already wide and narrow.

The young Fisherman and the high priest immediately saw the strong man of the barbarian holy land outside the door.

He was grinning and rubbing his hands: "what a hard door!"

Then, the strong man looked into the door again and muttered, "why is there a mist, and you can't see anything clearly?"

The faces of the young Fisherman and the high priest look better.

But the next moment, the claw crow walked in front of the barbarian man: "man Zhuang, step back and let me come."

"Yes, my Lord." It turned out that this barbarian man was called man Zhuang, and his attitude towards the legendary strong was quite respectful.

The claw crow held up the truth God pupil in his hand, and the God pupil burst into divine light, shining in through the crack of the door.

The heart of the young Fisherman and the high priest suddenly lifted up again.