My supernatural ability is not normal

"I didn't expect it to be you." After being slightly startled, Rebel quickly regained his composure.

Si Luo looked unpredictable: "I didn't expect it to be you."

Rebel smiled sarcastically: "You also have things you didn't expect?"

"Of course," Si Luo answered as it should be: "I don't know everything, and I have no plans."

"Really?" Rebel smiled lowly, "I thought you planned this matter."

"Scheme?" Si Luo raised the corners of his mouth as if hearing something funny, his eyes were haughty: "You are not worthy."

Rebel smiled miserably, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I am not worthy. How could a high-ranking god plot against a mere human being?!" He looked up at Si Luo, with deep unwillingness and jealousy in his eyes, "Even if I have Without a strength that can rival yours, you arrogant fantasy species still look down on me!"

Looking up at the condescending and haughty face of the man, Rebel felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.Not to be outdone, he also levitated into the air, even a little higher than Siluo, this time he looked down at Siluo from above.

Si Luo didn't pay attention to his childish provocation, he was deeply offended by a certain sentence of his, his eyes without waves set off turbulent waves, the moisture in the air condensed into water droplets visible to the naked eye, dripping down, It got bigger and bigger, and in just a few breaths, as far as Rebel could see, there were dense water curtains.

Suddenly, a transparent barrier silently covered Rebel, separating the dense rain.

Rebel hid in the protective cover, looked at Si Luo's slightly changed face and smiled happily, his eyes were cold and resentful like a poisonous snake: "This little trick can't help me now. Or after reincarnation, you only have this little strength now? "

Si Luo snorted coldly and looked down at him coldly: "Don't provoke me, you."

"What started out as a humble mouse without light turned into a twisted maggot."

"There's no cure, you."

Si Luo's eyes were neither happy nor sad, and his tone was unquestionable.As if what he said was the truth, and he was the law itself.He lightly gave Rebel the final judgment, completely denied the existence of Rebel, and deprived Rebel of the possibility of redemption.

It was obvious that Rebel was looking down at him, but when Siluo looked up at him, he felt ashamed.In Si Luo's gaze, he felt that he was so insignificant, like a grain of dust, a handful of turbid mud, never able to stay in that person's lofty gaze, even approaching him would tarnish that person's glory.

After self-abased and ashamed, there is rage. Rebel looked at Si Luo with resentment, flicked his ten fingers one after another, stabbing at Si Luo with soundless and shadowless space blades.

Si Luo didn't move, as if he didn't notice Rebel's attack, his pupils constricted excitedly, ready to enjoy the wonderful scene of Si Luo being tied into a hedgehog bleeding profusely.

One second... one-tenth of a second... one-tenth of a second, it's getting close!It's now!

Si Luo didn't dodge, just stood there in his spare time, and smiled at Rebel's astonished and panicked expression intact. This smile fell on Rebel's eyes, and he felt indescribably ironic and dazzling.

"You have mastered the power of space!" Rebel roared angrily: "Aren't you the god of water? Why do you master such a profound space art!"

Rebel could clearly see that the space blades he released hadn't disappeared, on the contrary they were still moving slowly.It's just that the trajectory of the flight is weirdly distorted, and several space blades even returned to the original path and flew towards Rebel.He easily dodged the attack by tilting his head, but his expression did not improve.On the contrary, it became more and more ugly.

If Rebel guessed correctly, at that moment, Si Luo overlapped countless spaces around him, and the space blade was therefore deeply trapped in spaces of different latitudes.Those space laws are perfect, and they are already a small world, in which there are all kinds of creatures, and there may even be fantasy species!

And this kind of advanced space overlapping technology, let alone him, no fantasy species can do it!

Phantasmal species have mastered a lot of incredible and powerful powers, but there is only one thing they can't do, and that is creation!Just like Rebel, although he can also create a plane, but that's all.There will not be any life in this plane, so the laws of this plane are not sound, and the plane is dead.

Therefore, phantasmal species generally believe that the plane that breeds life is naturally formed by chance and coincidence.But Si Luo's move just now made Rebel know the second possibility!

The plane they live in may have been created by some existence!

This kind of speculation is too scary, and Rebel dare not think about it.

Si Luo is just a water god, his priesthood and space are out of reach, but he can create so many planes with healthy laws and life in such a short period of time!What a terrifying calculation power and space power!

"Who the hell are you?" Rebel's voice was hoarse, and he was almost speechless. The fear in his eyes was too obvious, and he didn't even have the strength to pretend.

Si Luo swept him lightly early in the morning, and Rebel held his breath and couldn't help shaking violently, feeling that he was being pressed under a huge mountain, exhausted but with no way to escape.What a terrible monster he has provoked!

Si Luo was not moved by this, his expression was dull, and he suddenly lost interest in dealing with him, and said in a lack of interest: "This has nothing to do with you. As long as you don't hinder my plan, I will not touch you."

Rebel was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Should I say thank you?" His voice was shrill, obviously still not recovering from the fear just now.

Si Luo looked at him indifferently: "You are indeed still useful, but I don't need you." He looked at Rebel warningly: "Don't be smart."

Those eyes were piercing, as if seeing through all the shady thoughts in Rebel's heart, he had no secrets in front of Si Luo.

Rebel shrugged his shoulders resignedly, and muttered reluctantly: "I see."

"Why, isn't the life you've dreamed of now?" Si Luo looked at him contemptuously: "I thought you had already awakened."

"I have awakened!" Rebel roared unwillingly: "But I didn't expect this awakening to be so painful, I can't bear it!"

"I didn't expect that?" Si Luo didn't even show his expression at this time, he sneered, "You are too greedy. You want to get benefits, but you don't want to pay the price." He turned around, and he didn't want to look at Rebel in disgust. glance.

Before Rebel's resentful words poured out, Si Luo disappeared in place.

Rebel's expression twisted for a while, the gloom and coldness in his heart turned into poisonous insects, devouring all his emotions.

The last rays of the setting sun briefly illuminated half of his side face under the bangs, which was exactly the same as Ji Annian!It's just that his devilish eyes ruined his delicate and clean appearance.

The author has something to say: Ah, we have entered the climax of the end. If there is no accident, there are at most [-] words before the end_(:_」∠)_

I wrote 10,000+ words for the first time on the Internet. I feel that I am very good, because before that, I just wrote some things in the notebook. Of course, without exception, I was cheated _(:_」 ∠)_

The longest article I wrote was a history of Mary Su Hei written in the first year of junior high school. At that time, this article was still being circulated to the whole class to read ORZ. I really wanted to rewind my life. In the end, I still got stuck [gratified face]

I remember that I wrote a short story about a fan of the Dragon Race in my second year of high school, Lu Mingfei’s sex change. Now that I think about it, it’s still very interesting. Unfortunately, I can’t find the original manuscript, and now I have lost my enthusiasm for sending blades to Jiangnan_(:_」∠)_

Yes, you guessed it right, this short article is also a trap.

I used to write in the notebook for self-entertainment, so I wrote it at the beginning, and I was self-willed.But if it is published on the Internet, it feels that it cannot be treated casually.

Even if there are not many readers, I am also responsible for them.Every word you speak must be carefully considered, and you must not make a wrong example.Although web articles do not have so much depth, at least they must have the correct three views.

If there is a moment in this book that touches you a little bit, that would be great.

This is my first book in Jinjiang, and I will continue to write it unsurprisingly.There are too many shortcomings in this article, but it is the place where my dream started.Thank you to every little angel who supports me, I may never become a god in my sleep, but at least I will insist on writing quietly, no hype, no touches, no plagiarism, no tearing.There have been so many seniors who have made wrong demonstrations, and the atmosphere in the author circle has become so chaotic. I can't control others, and I can only try not to live like I hate the most.

Angels, you too!To live what you want most, shining, brave and fearless!

Borrow a sentence from Jiangnan: May time go by, you and I are still young people who are not extinguished!