Chapter 742: Magical Power: Transformed into a Butterfly, Dreaming of a Butterfly Flying with the Wi

Ying stared at the mighty god with lifeless eyes.

Jiang Yi, you are a jerk!

This thought subconsciously emerged in my mind.

I am on top of the statue and you are below it, and we will be together later.

With cold sweat running down his forehead, Jiang Yi subconsciously cast a fortune to peek into Inazuma's future.

The heart of God shattered all the future he could foresee.

"Eternity" is set, and nothing can be undone.

Before his eyes, the eyes of the Inazuma god had changed from lavender to bright purple like lightning, and the terrifying pressure from the god was like layers of dark clouds, covering him down.

"We can't go on like this! We have to leave! Ying and I can't be left here."

Behind Jiang Yi, a vast divine wheel with nine colors connected like the sun, moon and stars appeared, and the illusion of the heavens, the pure land of Bodhi, the law of dreams, and the laws of wind, water, thunder, grass, ice and many other elements vibrated together.

Although the huge will on his body could bless himself and strengthen the power of elements, making the elements produce incredible effects, he did not want to, nor did he dare to, use it.

The legacy of civilization and all living things, instead of driving the elements with their own emotions, will gradually assimilate its will, subtly influencing the mind, making it a carrier for the realization of the wishes of the extinct civilization.

And... he didn't even know that these wishes in him were so huge. It seemed that there were more of them than before. Many of them had never been contracted, and were deposited and hidden in his body.

It seemed that every day of his travel and life, traces of last wishes quietly entered his body from the earth veins.

All power has a price, especially external power.

"My goal is to convince the gods that fighting is a means, not an end... This time I have backfired. I need to rethink how to change... the will of this Inazuma god."

"Here, he can use his full strength without any scruples. Only outside can I control the gods and have a chance to survive."

The pitch-black Yinglong on his body autonomously mobilized the power of the dark universe to block the lightning in the sky.

Jiang Yi teleported to Ying's side and picked her up.

Compared to him whose feather robe was damaged and his body was covered with wounds, although Ying fell to the ground powerlessly, his body was actually unharmed. His indestructible body was even more miraculous than his. The quality of his clothes was also impeccable. Not only could the color of the gems change according to the elements, but they also had powerful protective power.

"Magical power - transform into a butterfly!" Holding the paralyzed Ying, Jiang Yi exuded wind, water, thunder, grass and ice elements from his body. Crystal butterflies danced around. The law of dreams covered their bodies. Their bodies began to become illusory and the surrounding scenery continued to distort.

The surging, majestic, prison-like divine consciousness blocked them like a barrier to the world, a chain-like order, a cage of rules, imprisoning the bodies and consciousness of the two.

In the sky, the naginata slashed down, and the lightning split the space in two.

The dark Yinglong condensed by the last wish raised its tail and used its mythical fighting skills to turn the land into a river.

A pitch-black sword appeared at the tip of the dragon's tail, and the power of destruction gathered, turning the world into black and white.

Long cracks appeared on the dark body of Yinglong, and the sea of ​​thunder rolled in the sky, but at the same time, a poisonous rain that corroded the soul turned into a river, rushing and roaring, and endless historical ruins evolved into a world of death.

“Zhuang Zhou dreams of being a butterfly, and the butterfly dreams of being Zhuang Zhou.”

The law of grass strengthened the law of dreams. Jiang Yi's body was wrapped in amber-like self-consciousness, the illusory heavens of the Taixu Realm and the Pure Land of Bodhi. The law was constructed, and the crystal clear power made him and Ying seem to be wrapped in a huge crystal core. A pair of colorful dreamy glass crystal butterfly wings suddenly spread open.

Vibrating gently, consciousness and laws resist this ancient space constructed by the will of God.

Mengdie searches for loopholes in the other party's self, and uses the magic of dream wandering to various realms. His body continuously leaps to the dimension of consciousness, and then falls to the real world.

In the sky above, the dark wings of Yinglong that blocked out the sun were cut off by the light of heaven, and the unrivaled statue of the god held a slender divine weapon condensed from lightning and swept it down with one blow.

Countless dream butterflies fluttered into the air, and a sword light born from the depths of the soul in pursuit of freedom suddenly appeared, the wind of freedom, the true name was sung.

The wind blew...In an instant, a tiny ray of hope and a wind of turnaround also appeared.

Thousands of winds surged, and the dream butterfly flew with the wind, ethereal and uncertain, escaping from the blockade of God's consciousness. The surrounding scenery disappeared, the vast platform, the dilapidated torii, the magnificent dark red planet, and the majestic God were all thrown behind its wings.

The sky and the earth became pitch black, just like the darkness that Jiang Yi and Ying saw when they arrived and just fell into space.

But it was slightly different, as if the darkness before was created by the gods in this space who were in deep thought and had not yet awakened, and this was more like the boundary of the gods' consciousness.

The colorful dream butterfly moves forward in the dark and deserted world, leaving behind dots of dreamy colored light. Every time its wings open and close, elements collide, illusions are born among the particles, and the world is shattered.

Green light condensed in Jiang Yi's ears, and his long elf ears, strange body and colorful wings made him look like not a human being, but a fairy and elf transformed from the crystal butterfly that only appeared in children's fairy tale dreams.

The law of wind element, the blessing of the god of wind, the law of grass and dreams, the power of consciousness, magic and spells, real name and power of will... countless abilities constitute the magical power of transforming into a butterfly.

“When you have a heart that pursues freedom, your body and consciousness cannot be restrained.”

It was as if the vague voice of a bard was playing along with the piano in the past.

"All things in the universe are but the inverted dream of Maya. Dreams are free and unfettered fairy tales, a paradise where all wishes come true."

The tender and innocent voice fell into a dream that was once connected under the moonlight.

Purple light appeared in the dark space, and the purple light curtain kept shattering.

The dark space behind him was swept back by Yinglong, a pair of purple eyes opened like the eyes of heaven and earth, and the pupils with lightning element patterns locked onto the flying dream butterflies.

The surrounding scenery has brightened up, the gloomy sky, the tall Thousand-armed Hundred-eyed statue, the wooden execution platform, the stone-paved sloping streets, the majestic castle tower...

As he stepped onto the ground, Jiang Yi turned around.

General Lei Dian came with a knife.

He thrust out with the cyan-gold sword in his hand, his eyes turned into the sun and the moon, his fluttering hair was wrapped in starlight, and the power of his dream butterfly wings, law consciousness, and other powers that constructed his own crystal core all emerged on the sword.

The true fire of the sun burned on the sword, baking it at extremely high temperatures.

The golden flames and purple lightning collided, and the overloaded elemental reaction caused the wooden boards below to shatter, char, explode, and burn to ashes, and the power spread outward.

A circular shock wave seemed to sweep across the ceremony site.

Nearby, the expressions of the onlookers Inazuma residents seemed to still be the same as the moment they saw two foreigners disrupt the ceremony, with astonishment, shock, ridicule and pity.

Paimon and Thomas clenched their fists and wanted to rush forward.

The shogunate army warriors who had not fallen to the ground surrounded them with guns.

General Lei Dian's expression changed and he swung his sword.

Jiang Yi also swung his sword.

The two people's powerful control gathered the overflowing and diffusing force, which soared into the sky and blasted into the clouds.

Water was rushing between heaven and earth, and in the sky thousands of meters high, densely packed blue swords were hanging in the air with their tips drooping.

A hundred-meter-long Chilong rose from the sea, its eyes fixed on the scene, its body driving the wind and rain and the tsunami that remained a hundred meters in the air.

The samurai and residents of Inazuma Castle who saw this retreated in panic.

A catastrophic pressure swept across the southern side of the island.

"I have no intention of being an enemy!" The Xuanhuang true Qi on Jiang Yi's body connected the heaven and earth, leveraging the elements, the true form of the immortal, the original body of Pangu, exuding a vast and magnificent aura.

"I don't want to fight in Inazuma Castle!" He retreated step by step.

"Ying!" Paimeng looked at Ying who was held in Jiang Yi's arms.

"Master Jiang Yi!" Thomas looked at Jiang Yi who was covered with wounds.

To them, it was just a flash of lightning, and then Jiang Yi and Ying reappeared, one was injured and the other seemed unconscious.

He swung his spear and repelled several samurai from the shogunate army who were slowly surrounding him and trying to show their loyalty and bravery in front of General Raiden.

"Let's go!" The wind wrapped up Thomas and Paimeng. Jiang Yi took a step and disappeared with his men in an instant.

General Raiden said nothing as he watched the three men flee toward the busy streets of Inazuma Castle.

The bright purple eyes that were flashing with lightning elemental light gradually returned to their original state and turned into a calm lavender.

As he thought about it, thunder shattered the Chilong, the power of heaven dispersed all the swords, and the divine power calmed the tsunami.

Rain fell from the sky, dripping and wetting the ground.

"General... General... those two people just now..." The samurai of the shogunate army who were able to move stepped forward timidly and waited for instructions.

The ceremony was disrupted and the general lost face, which made the warriors who were carrying out the ceremony these days feel extremely terrified.

"Add them to the Eye Hunting Order..." General Lei Dian turned around decisively, "Next time we meet... you... won't be able to escape."

"Yes! Yes!" The samurai of the shogunate army nodded and bent down, and it was unclear whether it was rain or sweat on their foreheads.

Who needs to arrest such beings in the Eye Hunting Order?

Don't dare to say, don't dare to ask.

Heavy rain poured down, the floor of the execution platform cracked to reveal a large hole, and water flowed like a curtain from the broken edges.

The onlookers, the residents of Inazuma, rushed to the shops on the street below to take shelter from the rain.

After the shock of the coercion just now, everyone started to discuss the exciting and rare event that had just happened.

"Did I just see a winged elf? A monster?" someone asked in a trance.

"Why is he so handsome? He looks like a character in a fairy tale, a criminal who offended the general!" A woman sighed sadly.

"This prisoner seems to be stronger than ever before, but if the general had not pitied our safety and was unwilling to take action in Inazuma Castle, he would have been captured in just a few moves." Someone vowed.

"Those who control elemental forces are evil! These two prisoners who don't have the Eye of God to control elements are even more evil." Someone was jealous, "General, you must execute them to restore your dignity."

The noise from everyone talking at once was louder than the sound of rain hitting the roof.