Chapter 153 (2/2)
Originally, these crystal plants, which grew naturally due to the existence of wind chimes, had no other color, but were pure lavender. Tiratimus added other colors to the world, and these plants changed their appearance, with green leaves and white flowers.
Divine power interferes with each other, so it is very important to control its power and scope, as both tirathus and windbell know. However, the breath of God cannot be suppressed, and it will naturally extend.
The result of the leakage of the breath of God is that there will be uncontrollable biological changes around, and a group of creatures will be born growing in the glory of God.
There are crystal plants in Princess Fengling's breath, and there used to be dragons in tirathmis's breath, but these huge guys in tirathmis's breath have transformed him into porters and gone to work. The breath of Princess Fengling and tirathmis lies in the temple of tirathmis, Unexpectedly, those living creatures living by God naturally mutated, resulting in the beauty that no one could foresee.
The light flow at the top of the pillar is like water, which seems to be the only thing that has not changed.
The temple is still spacious, the temple is in mid air, now floating a small, luminous building, they are bound in a certain range, according to the set circle orbit circling, no confusion. This is the method of wind chime. She is tired of playing with the huge nebula. These dozens of small buildings are nothing. If you get closer, you can see that these buildings are one by one corresponding to the already built tirathamis temples on the continent of othalam, but they are very small, only slightly larger than the palm, and can hold one with one hand.
Fengling's slender hand is holding a magic pen, slowly sketching a new temple in the air. The tip of the magic pen is shining with powdery light. Every time a pen goes down, there will be a little more structure, and then the space between the lines will be gradually filled, forming a wall.
”Have a rest!” Tiratimus stood up and said to the wind chime.
The wind chime didn't even lift her head. She said, ”no, I've lived for thousands of years, but I never thought I could create such a thing, such a funny thing, how can I stop?”
She took the method of designing the temple as an interesting thing. She did not stop drawing the temple model even when she spoke.
Tirathamis was a bit impolite, but he didn't know what to say.
It's no wonder that one temple after another came along with tirathamis. Each temple was either full of paper birds or full of flowers. Otherwise, it was guarded by spirit beasts. Each temple had its own ingenuity, and the wind chime was freed from God's anger. I've never seen such a creation before. Now I see so many new things, It's like opening a box full of whimsy. Even tirathamis can't get the whimsy to suppress the wind chime.
Tiratimus said with a bitter smile: ”the days are still long. You can draw slowly. What's your hurry?”
Wind chime pen inexplicably tremble, a window has been turned into a landing giant window. Fengling took a deep breath, put down the pen, swept away the previous relaxed and happy. She turned around with concern and thought for a long time, but only asked: ”Your Highness, I always have a question in my heart. When I go to the outside world, we... No, what form will I exist in that world?”