How to become a sea witch

I don't know if the old sea emperor has taught his youngest son not to protect a demon in his arms casually, especially the sea witch.

Although it is understandable that this is done for the purpose of testing her, it is too dangerous, after all, this action is too convenient for her to start.

Fortunately, I am not Ursula, and I don't have such an inextricable desire for the heart of the ocean.Otherwise, she should have taken this opportunity to directly dig out the opponent's heart, and triumphantly crowned herself as the new Seagod.

Bernice sighed secretly, and at the same time, through the platinum hair floating on the other party's shoulders, she saw those strange monsters crawling out of the trench one after another.

They have a face that looks almost like a skeleton, with sharp thorns growing on each section of the raised spine, and their bodies are weird and deformed.From the structural point of view, this group of monsters is not so much a mutation of marine life, but more like a random patchwork of human corpses and unknown bugs in those shipwrecks.

"A mutant again?" Bernice held up her hand, and the green light grew instantly.

"It doesn't look like it." Thiago carefully examined the monsters that were approaching around him, and the thin ice gradually spread outward from under the translucent silver-blue tail fin. "These are not marine creatures, they should be servants raised with magic power."

"That's it."

That would be relatively troublesome, because this kind of creature survives purely on the magic power of its master—just like Thiago's tide spirit messenger—that means, before completely killing their master, the group of monsters Both are immortal.

Bernice pulled the corners of her mouth down and swam neatly to avoid the two monsters rushing straight in front of her.A large number of light filaments wrapped around their torsos, spontaneously tightened the target's neck, and penetrated the empty chest cavity.

She turned her head and was not surprised to see that after a brief shock, the monsters began to regain their mobility again.

It seems that ordinary strangulation does not work, and another method must be used.Bernice tried to mobilize higher-level magical powers to find and cut off the connection between them and their owners, which was Ursula's usual method in the past.However, before she could condense enough magic power, she was shivered by the light restriction branded on her arm from the Fallen Sin Garden.

She can't use any high-level magic, which is against the parole regulations.

After recalling this point, looking at the monsters that had bitten off the threads of light and turned around to attack her with ferocious roars, Bernice wanted to raise her middle finger for the countless times in this world that was inferior to beasts.

Fortunately, she has always been a professional in group fights.

The flexible filaments were condensed into a whale bone blade and she held it in her hand. Bernice saw the timing and avoided the oncoming attack. She turned her wrist and cut off the monster's head with the bone blade neatly, cutting its neck open.

Under the reef-like rough skin, the entire body of the monster is empty.

There is no heart, no magic marrow, no blood, nothing, just an empty but extremely lethal body.

Their recovery speed is astonishingly fast, and Bernice has no time to hesitate. She can only get rid of them all as quickly as possible, and then use the magic power to gradually gather the sea water into a vortex, and those who have not had time to recover The monsters all swirled in.

A large amount of silt, sand and sea dust was swept up by this force, and the entire seabed was dark and gray, and even the halo of the glowing bubbles was blurred into phantoms whose outlines could not be seen clearly, hanging unsteadily in the thick smoke and dust. behind.

Her original intention was to throw them all back below the trench, but she didn't expect that at the moment when the vortex was about to form, a large number of new monsters sprang up in the trench again, only a few steps away from where she was.

Gritting her teeth, Bernice controlled the water vortex in front of her with one hand, and summoned countless emerald green light threads to form a net with the other hand, intercepting the newly appeared monsters.

This kind of blocking is only temporary, she must remove the...

Before she could finish thinking, the fine and dense frost began to condense and grow along the lines, and soon turned into a thick barrier to completely isolate them from Bernice.

More frost and white melted into the water vortex. Bernice watched the rotation speed of the water flow as if the pause button was suddenly pressed, and those monsters were instantly swallowed by the ice and solidified into a motionless entity.

Too much ice made the seawater temperature drop to an uneasy critical value. Bernice retracted her hand controlling the water vortex, and could clearly feel that under the effect of low temperature, the unfrozen seawater became more salinity. The density is also greater, and the coldness presses heavily on the whole body.

The fish scales on his chest shone slightly, quickly dispelling this uncomfortable feeling from Bernice.

She saw Thiago swimming over from the blinding paleness surrounded by cold air, surrounded by countless ice sculptures of monsters that were suddenly frozen, and many of them still maintained a fierce posture ready to attack and struggle.

"Come this way." He said to Bernice, and the surrounding seawater began to rush towards the direction of the trench spontaneously. The reverse flow of water soon caused slight vibrations and cracks in the trench.

Bernice did so, and watched as all the monsters that hadn't had time to climb out of the trench were reburied back below the abyss by the current and pressure.

Then there is the ice.

Layer by layer, inch by inch, the entire trench was completely sealed into a tomb.Too flawless colors, a large piece spread in the deep black seabed environment, pure white to cold.

After doing all this, Thiago lowered his hands and tilted his head to look at Bernice, his voice was still clear and steady, as if he just took a casual swim just now: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay. But after seeing the faces of these guys, I suddenly became more confident in my aesthetic level." Bernice replied casually.

He smiled: "Then let's get in the boat."

"it is good."

Although the exterior of the ghost ship looks like a completely decayed iron shell, the structure inside is still intact, even strangely neat.

The corrosive effect of seawater seems to have no effect on the interior of the hull, and it still maintains its appearance before it sank.From the ceiling to the carpet with intricate patterns, to the isolation panels made of smooth teak, and the black iron carved wall hanging lamps that appear on the top of the wall every few steps, all of them are exquisite in shape, warm and luxurious.

It's almost like a newly built cruise ship.

Bernice blinked, and slowly spit out a string of transparent bubbles to confirm that she was indeed still under the water, instead of opening the window and directly transferring to the land.

"I thought it would have been damaged by the seawater long ago." She leaned closer to the wooden walls carved with fine patterns, and reached out to touch them lightly.

A ray of splendor immediately flickered from where her fingertips touched.

"It's an illusion." She quickly realized and stared at her surroundings warily, "It's the effect of merging with the entity."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a clear sound of the door opening behind her.

A girl in a striped petticoat, hiding behind a half-open door, gave them a curious look, then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

There can be no living people on the bottom of the sea, the little girl just now can only be an afterimage left by illusion or spiritual impression.

Bernice was about to follow, but Thiago stopped her with his hand.

"I go first."

As he said, he slid to the door and gently pushed it open.A series of glowing bubbles float into the world behind the door, illuminating everything inside.

Contrary to what Bernice thought, behind the gate is not a sinister picture of undead gathering, but an extremely open space.

Facing them is a single-family house located beside the asphalt road. Shell white is the main color of all the walls, and the roof is a light blue-gray that is close to the rainy day.

The dense temperate forest grows wantonly behind the houses, and the condensed and deep greenery sets off everything in sight with an oil painting-like artistic conception.

All the doors and windows of the room were tightly closed, only a corner of the curtain was slightly lifted, followed by the sound of slight footsteps moving away.

Like the previous door, the door of this hut was not locked.Thiago just touched its doorknob lightly, and it opened automatically.

The lights were not turned on inside, and there was no other movement in the dim and fuzzy room except for the soft music from the record player.

In a heavily shaded corner stands a table with a bamboo basket full of red apples on top.

Bernice walked over, tilted her head to look at the spinning vinyl record, and recognized that it was written in English in human language: "Song of the Eagle?"

She looked around and thought for a few seconds: "This doesn't seem to be an illusion created by the ghost ship."

Thiago nodded: "This is the spiritual image left behind by human beings after death. The deeper the emotion, the longer it can last."

She gave a clear ah, and then found several photo frames next to the record player.

are all empty.

The only one with an image is already very blurry. I can’t see what the person inside looks like at all. I can only see the little figure sitting on the swing on the left side of the screen. How much does it look like the little girl who was peeking at the door just now? .

Bernice tried to magically restore it, but found it useless.

Her raised arm hovered in the air for a moment, then looked at the blank photo frames placed aside, and quickly realized: "These pictures were erased by magic power, it's not true that there was nothing in the first place .”

After listening to her words, Thiago closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and soon realized something.

He came to the window and opened the heavy brocade curtains, and the pale and cold light shrouded in immediately.

When observing these forests at close range, Thiago found that they did not seem to have any breath of life, and even after staring at them for a long time, a sense of oppression under confinement became clearer.

Just as he was about to reach out to open the closed window in front of him, a thin girl's voice suddenly came: "Don't open it, it will find out."

Bernice turned around almost at the same time as the voice appeared, and the green light quickly wound up her wrist: "Hey, we are looking for you, you..."

Before she finished speaking, the girl suddenly turned pale and shook her head at Bernice, staring at her with cloudy eyes, and her already soft voice was lowered: "Hush down, Jessica, they will listen to you." until we speak."

Jessica?

Bernice raised her eyebrows, and after looking at the other party for a few seconds, she didn't deny it, but followed her words and responded: "What are they? Where are they?"

The girl made a silent movement, took Bernice's hand and ran towards the house.

Bernice was a little uncomfortable by the other party's sudden touch, instinctively wanted to shake off but had to hold back, so she could only follow the girl to a dimly lit room with the curtains drawn.

Along the way, she saw many photos hanging on the wall, which were almost blank or blurred like the ones in the living room, and even looked weird and abrupt after staring at them for a long time.

Then, she noticed a strange detail.That is, there is no mirror in this room, not even one side.

The girl took Bernice and ran all the way to the second floor of the house, stood on a chair and pushed open the invisible door leading to the attic on the roof, skillfully hid in the attic, bent down and said to the other party: "Hurry up, they are here." Time will come and get us, hide in."

Bernice just wanted to say that it would be just right if they came, but Thiago shook his head slightly at her, signaling them to do what the girl said first.

The space in the attic on the roof is not very large, and it looks a bit crowded because of the piled up too many sundries.

There are dolls with missing eyes, broken hairpins, clay dolls missing a hand or a leg, stained glass balls covered in dust, and so on.

Thiago picked up one of the dolls whose eyes had been gouged out and looked at it for a moment, frowning slightly, then turned his head to look at the girl lying by the diamond window, a trace of clear doubt flashed in his blue eyes, but he was very nervous. Get rid of it quickly.

He handed the doll to the girl's hand, leaned over with a slight smile, and said softly, "Is this yours?"

The girl stared at it for a while with a look that seemed blank and confused, and then nodded slowly.

"Who gave it to you?"

"Jessica." She answered quickly this time.

"Is it her?" Thiago asked, stretching out his hand to Bernice.The girl sat in a gray and oppressive cold light, nodding like a lifeless puppet.

She held the doll in her hands, without any light in her eyes, she just repeated: "Jessica."

"So, Jessica has black hair?" he asked again.After hearing what he said, Bernice looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he should care about this.

The girl thought about it carefully: "I don't remember."

"Does Jessica have long hair?"

"I do not remember."

"What color are her eyes?"

"I do not remember."

Gradually, Bernice found that every time the girl repeated words she couldn't remember, the doll in her hand became more worn out, as if it was bit by bit by some invisible external force, torn apart, and finally withered into a pile of black Ashes fell at her feet.

Not even the doll in her hand, but many other things that had been randomly discarded in the attic began to break and disappear.

This change happens gradually and can be easily seen.But the girl didn't react at all, and she didn't wonder why the doll that was still in her hand just now disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Tiago looked at the dust that gradually returned to nothingness, raised his head again, looked at the little girl and asked, "Who is Jessica?"

Bernice noticed that the girl seemed to be more dull at the moment, her face was expressionless, her body was sitting stiffly on the bay window sill, she was staring at an empty place motionlessly, there was a paradoxical darkness and aura in her overly empty eyes Empty, as if immersed in another world that no one can see.

"I don't remember," she repeated at last.

After the girl said these words, the light in the whole room suddenly became darker and more fragile.Dark clouds invaded from the distant skyline, they crossed the peaks and crushed the ridges, as powerful as a rainstorm.

The dense green forest was a surrounding cage, watching them silently and grimly.

This answer seems to be completely expected by Thiago.

He didn't ask any further, but comforted him very gently and said, "It's okay, just forget it if you don't remember. Then what's your name?"

"Abby."

"Okay, Abby, what are the 'they' you've been talking about?"

There was a wind whizzing past the house, and the forest was blown into a magnificent emerald sea. There were rustling sounds of leaves rubbing against each other everywhere, mixed with some other noises.

Upon hearing this question, Abby immediately returned to her senses trembling, staring out of the window in fear, curled up in the shadows, and said in a thin and hoarse childish voice, "They're coming, they're coming..."

Standing in front of the window, Bernice looked out through the glass stained with rain stains and sand marks, and saw several slender humanoid monsters whose bodies were as transparent as glass walking through the door leading to the inside of the ghost ship. Walk in through the door.

They are about two or three meters tall, with hunched backs, and no facial features except for a mouth that is almost cracked to the ears, full of fangs and tentacles that spit out from time to time, and the sharp forelimbs are so deformed that they almost drag on the ground. Time is difficult to tell whether it is walking or crawling.

When it came to the house, its body color began to change, from transparent and colorless at the beginning to a slightly grayish shell white.The abundance of color didn't make him look much better, but made him look even more disgusting.

"They're here..." Abby murmured tremblingly while hugging herself, as if forced to the limit by fear, even her voice began to change tone, and her already empty eyes became even more dizzy.

"No matter what created this thing, I have to say that the aesthetics are too difficult to describe." Bernice commented with disgust, "But...they seem to be able to change the color of their bodies according to the color of the environment .”

Because as it gets closer to the house, the color of its body is getting closer and closer to the color of the outer wall of the house, and even the brick pattern is becoming clearer and more consistent.

"Don't worry about Abby, you'll be fine, no one can hurt you, I promise." Thiago said, gently stroking the girl's head, and there was an almost ethereal long sigh in his voice, as if from The tranquility that comes from the end of time.

Bernice was very familiar with his tone, the mermaid's unique hypnotic ability.

Sure enough, Abby soon stopped being so scared, but stared at him blankly, as if she wanted to call someone's name, but she never said it.

"Leave the ugly things outside to me."

Bernice said that she was about to go out, but was stopped by Tiago: "Let's go together."

She originally wanted to say that it was unnecessary, but considering that the other party might have concerns about her, so she followed, she simply nodded and agreed: "That's fine."

After leaving the attic, before Bernice could ask, Thiago had already voluntarily shared his discovery: "Here is Abby's spiritual impression, she has been dead for a long time. All the negative emotions generated before death They have all been absorbed by the ghost ship, and all that remains are her fond memories of her lifetime."

"But these are useless to the ghost ship." While Bernice quickly answered, she was already briskly floating towards the first floor.

"That's right, so the ghost ship is trying its best to erase her good memories, so that it can be used for its own use."

"That is to say, those photo frames and dolls are her memories of her family?"

"That's right. The more completely those things are destroyed or even disappear, the less she can remember what happened in her lifetime, and the closer she will be to being swallowed by a ghost ship."

"So, this faceless monster is used to consume her memory and create fear?"

"It is a kind of nightmare, and it is often raised by some demons that feed on souls or dreams as hunters."

After he finished speaking, the door in front of him was suddenly smashed open by an external force.Splinters of wood and broken metal door locks fell all over the floor, and the transparent monster leaned in from the door with its waist bent, and there were many octopus-like tentacles in its open mouth.

As soon as it entered the room, its head turned into the same dim color as the light in the room, and it was difficult to recognize without looking carefully.

"How about kicking it out?" Bernice tilted her head and flexed her neck.

"Could not agree more."

So she stepped forward, raised her leg and kicked hard at the weird face with nothing but the mouth.