Mermaid Effect

Rand's terrified appearance made Munster very heartbroken.

It had heard the "da da" sound from the other side of the tunnel, it was the prince's footsteps.There was no time to lose, and Munster knew it well.

Its tentacles start to harden from the tail... Normally, the tentacles lose their vitality after hardening, and finally fall off.The siren's new tentacles will not grow until the later stage of breaking the cocoon.After the tentacles hardened, Munster felt that his balance had some small problems. His skin was very painful, and his abdominal cavity was sunken due to self-digestion.

But Munster remained calm on the surface.

Rand, who was sick, couldn't be worried...that's what it thought.

"Rand, you are sick, I want to take you to the hospital." It softened its voice, slowly approached Rand, and opened its arms to hold the crying man into its arms, "You It's going to be okay, everything's going to be okay."

it says.

"Let go of me...let go of me..."

Rand yelled hysterically and began to slap Munster's body after feeling himself being held tight.

He was too scared to cry, his voice became hoarse.After hearing his voice, Munster wanted to cover his ears for the first time.

That voice was full of disgust and fear that couldn't be ignored, and it almost broke the heart of this little monster.

"Rand, Rand..."

Munster called his name, hoping that Rand would wake up a little bit.

Rand slapped it again and again, biting its neck and arms, so agitated it almost looked like he was having a seizure.

"Everything will be fine, you are sick, Rand, everything will be fine."

Munster forcibly held Rand in his arms, and the "Prince" was chasing after him. Munster could even hear his little root, the woman's sobbing.

It comforted Rand over and over again, wanting to leave this place.

But after running fast for more than ten meters, Munster's figure flickered and he let out a muffled grunt.

Its hands could no longer hold Rand who was struggling frantically, and the latter fell from its embrace and half-kneeled on the ground.

His pupils were like stones without any luster, and his mouth let out a low moan as if his throat had been burned.

"Let me go... let go..."

He was still repeating this sentence, and a lot of blood was dripping down his hands.

He had deep bony cuts on his palms and fingers, from which blood was gushing, and these wounds were actually left by a long, narrow shard of glass—the glass that was now sinking into the Munster's chest.

Its wound didn't bleed much blood... At least, it didn't look as scary as Rand's hands. A dark blue blood line slowly flowed down from the part where the glass was inserted into the chest.

Munster lowered his head to look at the piece of broken glass that Rand had pierced into his body with his own hands, and then raised his head to look at the man in front of him who was sobbing because of fear and fear, deep bewilderment appeared in his bright red eyes.

"Rand?"

it cried dryly.

"It hurts."

it says.

Munster's skin is preparing to cocoon, they become soft and loose, and it is precisely because of this that Rand is able to stab the glass into its body... But Rand, who did all this, listened He didn't understand what Munster said, because he was too scared, he had been holding on to the piece of broken glass tightly just now, and the sharp edge of the thing almost cut off all his fingers.

His sobs got louder from the wound.

"Bad guy...you are a bad guy..."

Rand yelled at Munster.

"No, I'm not, Rand, I'm Munster..."

Munster gasped carefully, the glass came at a bad time, and he felt weaker now than before.In order to avoid excessive blood loss, Munster didn't even dare to take the thing out.

At this moment, Munster suddenly turned his head and cast his gaze into the darkness.

"Da da da--"

Now the fine and regular sound can be heard even by humans.

A foul smell hit.

"boom--"

Something jerked over and was dodged by Munster.There were obvious cracks on the brick wall that was hit, and a large amount of gravel fell from the cracks in the bricks.

"Rumble..."

At the top of the tunnel, the first city train started.

When it started, the dull sound spread all the way to where Munster was.Deep in the wall, the emergency lights that have not been used for so many years flickered in the current brought by the top city rail passing by.

It is in this spark-like light that a huge shadow reveals its true appearance.

Ugly shell, insect-like mouthparts and lots of tentacles.

On its abdomen, a huge wound was bleeding.

The only thing that can make people connect this deformed monster with the "Prince" is probably the human face surrounded by carapace and compound eyes... that is Vincent's face.He gave Munster a mocking sneer.

"It seems that you have a conflict with your breeder?!"

He said.

While grinning sharply, his mouthparts popped out and shot at Munster, and finally inserted its ears into the crevice of the moss-covered stone.Munster angrily sent out a high-frequency sound wave to the "Prince".

"Hey, don't you think this is useful?!"

The "Prince" began to laugh at it, and then hung straight from the ceiling and rushed towards Munster.

But what he didn't expect was that what greeted him was not Munster's frightened face, but several water arrows exuding a strong fishy smell—spraying towards him from Munster's opened palate.

"Prince" dodged the first few clusters of water arrows, but he was too close to Munster now, and the last two water arrows seemed almost impossible to avoid.

Munster seemed to have calculated it. The prince had already seen that it had lost its tentacles, but he didn't expect it to use its own digestive juices as a weapon... A woman's body was yanked by him and blocked in front of it.

Laisha, who had been strangled to the point of unconsciousness, was shot directly by the water arrow, and the highly corrosive liquid drenched half of her body in an instant.

She screamed.

hair, clothes, skin...

In a blink of an eye, the part that was sprayed by the digestive juice gave off a stench as if something had been burnt. The skin turned black and curled up to reveal the bright red muscles, but within a few seconds, those muscles also started to turn black.

Raisha's body turned into the most terrifying thing in the world in just a few seconds.Half of her body seemed to melt, turning into a sticky and foul-smelling paste that flaked off her body.

"Crackling..."

Losing the complete containment of her abdominal cavity, her internal organs fell into the middle of the tunnel track full of sewage, trembling slightly, and finally turned into yellow water.Laisha was tortured for a long time (of course, this was for herself), before she finally lost consciousness, she struggled to look ahead, through Munster's shoulder, she saw back to that corner again, Thurse Rand, trembling and in tears.

Mr. Rand still looks better when he smiles—

These were the last words Raisha thought before she really died.

Her body fell into the dirty sewage and mud like garbage, and the digestive juices soon corroded the remaining half of her body.

She silently turned into a puddle of slime in the sewage.

……

No one present really noticed her death.

Rand didn't even know what was going on...he buried his head in his knees, crying and shaking from the howls in the throats of Prince and Munster, but didn't even dare to look up.

As for the prince and Munster, they didn't even care how the young girl died.

After seeing that the digestive juice didn't work as it should, Munster flicked his tail, borrowed the arc of the tunnel wall and bounced on the ground, then he hugged Rand violently, trying to rush into the darkness and prepare to escape .

Its body was getting weaker and weaker. Obviously, under such circumstances, it had no way to kill or defeat the prince.

Just at this time, Rand, who was hugged tightly by him, saw the face of the "Prince" in the darkness at a glance.

"help me……"

Rand's eyes widened at that moment, he stretched his body vigorously, and stretched out his hand towards the "Prince".

"Vincent... Vincent, save me... I'm so scared... There are bad guys here who want to take me away... Vincent..."

In the next second, Rand's shout echoed in the dark tunnel.

He looked almost alive again, trust and joy on his pale face.

In his chaotic mind, everything in front of him completely overlapped with the tragedy many years ago.

He became a 12-year-old boy back then, and yelled to that "Vincent" the cry from his heart many years ago-although in the tragedy many years ago, Vincent never arrived.

And Rand, under the intimidation and suppression of "Lilith" and Rogers at the time, instinctively suppressed the greatest fear in his heart deep in his heart.

He has never, and never had the opportunity to ask his most trusted brother Vincent for help like this.

Until now.

"Vincent... woo woo... help me..."

The face of "Prince" that belonged to Vincent made Rand finally feel at ease. He tried his best to break free from Munster's imprisonment and reach Vincent's hand.

In the struggle, he waved his hands wildly, knocking off the broken glass on Munster's chest.

"laugh--"

A blood arrow spurted out from Munster's wound.