How to become a sea witch

The material used to make the storage container is a kind of transparent crystal that contains magic power. It has a certain calming and sleeping effect on living creatures, and it is also one of the barriers to prevent them from escaping.

But now, these crystal vessels are all broken.The entire second district was covered with blood-stained sharp fragments, destroyed magic power monitoring devices, and mutant corpses lying on the sidelines.

After looking around, Thiago focused on the most severely damaged storage container.

The ice began to spread rapidly from the doorway and condensed, breaking a flawless pale line amidst the mess and scarlet, extending straight to the front of the container.

Thiago walked over, squatted down/body up and checked carefully, and found that judging from the direction in which the crystal shards fell, the container should have been broken from the inside, so most of the shards fell outside.While others were broken from the outside, the debris debris accumulated mainly inside the container.

After realizing this, he picked up one of the fragments with slight red traces, and asked Gabriel without raising his head, "Is this the container containing the sample just now?"

Gabriel glanced at the serial number on the top of the container, nodded: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, the faint red mark sticking to the crystal shards suddenly trembled, and then quickly broke away, and quickly rushed towards Thiago's hand like some kind of twisted flesh worm that suddenly came to life. climb up.

"Your Majesty!" Gabriel quickly reacted, and the golden holy light condensed into a thin blade, and accurately and neatly picked out the crystal in Tiago's hand.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a small thing." Thiago smiled and spread his hands. An ice cocoon exuding a chill was suspended in his palm, and the piece of flesh that tried to attack him just now was frozen inside. Worm,? Looks like a thorny twig that has been snapped off.

He put the ice cocoon in a light-transmitting place for a closer look, and speculated: "Maybe it woke up from a dormant state not long after it was contained? I just don't know what triggered it. "As he said, he asked again, "Is there any other information about this sample from the White Queen?"

"Not yet. They discovered it by accident. After catching the sample, they sent it here directly. However, during the process of capturing the sample, Queen Bai was injured. I will ask again when she recovers."

"That's it." Thiago nodded knowingly, his eyes fell on the dead mutants around him, as if he was thinking about something.

He came to one of the bodies, reached out and turned it over, face up.Mottled blood stains covered its entire body, and were frozen into black fragile agglomerates by the low temperature in the air, which would shatter and shatter everywhere at the slightest touch.

Thiago pushed away the blood clots and carefully checked the mutant's skin, but found no wounds.

This made him a little surprised. There is no wound for such a large amount of bleeding, which is unreasonable.

He blinked slowly, his thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

After examining the surface condition of the corpse again and confirming that there was no mistake in judgment, Thiago turned to pressing the abdomen of the corpse with his hands.Through the scale-covered skin, he could clearly feel the abnormal state of emptiness and softness inside, like a pillow that has been hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell.

The cold air poured out from the fingertips, and quickly condensed into a handful of slender ice spikes. Tiago held it in his hand, and skillfully pried open the mutant's mouth. A large mass was as sticky as jelly and had a strong fishy smell. The smelly flesh and blood tissue immediately slipped out.

With the constantly flashing red warning light above his head, Thiago saw that in the mutant's entire mouth, except for those sharp fangs that were still intact, other organs and tissues had disappeared.

"No wonder, the inside seems to have melted." He concluded with a flat expression, retracted the ice spikes, and flicked off the non-existent dust with his fingertips.

Gabriel recalled all the demons he had met, and found that none of them were worthy of the title: "This sample should not have existed before. Either it was a derivative created by other demons, or it was a new species affected by the latitude void. A variant that has emerged."

"If it is a new mutant, it will be a little troublesome." Thiago pinched the ice cocoon on his fingertips and sighed slightly. "You have to catch it alive to know its various characteristics."

After he finished speaking, he saw Gabriel staring at the corpses without saying a word, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The number of these corpses is wrong." Gabriel replied, "There are a total of twelve mutants and demons imprisoned here, but here are only..."

"Eight." Thiago quickly replied, "And they are all mutants, and the remaining four who escaped are all demons. Time is running out, let's find them separately."

"As ordered."

Outside the shelter at this time, there are a total of fourteen winged angels guarding the three entrances and exits connecting the underground space on the first floor.

Through the tiny gap between the gate and the ground, they could clearly see the regular flashing of the alarm red light behind the gate, which meant that there were no mutants or other things trying to approach or break through here yet.

Time passed by, and they were still waiting here, ready for battle.

The highly tense mental state made the angels' senses, which are already much sharper than humans, more alert, so they caught the unusual fishy smell almost immediately when it appeared.

Unlike the cool, salty sea breeze, this strange smell smelled stronger and more disgusting.

Blake stared at the fading red light behind the gap, and softly reminded his companions: "Something is approaching here, be prepared."

"clear."

In the next second, there were bursts of sharp scratching and impacting sounds from the door.The flat and smooth metal door began to deform gradually after several violent impacts, and finally fell down with a bang. A dark red demon with a whole body rushed out from behind the door.

Its torso looks very similar to that of a human being, and even the claw bones have the same five-finger structure. At the end of the spine, there is a long tail with a pitch-black hook. A tracking ring engraved with a mark of light is worn on his skinny body. On the bony forelimbs.

Number 37, the red thorn demon, feeds on the cerebrospinal fluid of endothermic creatures.

Seeing the mutant trying to escape, the angels surrounding it immediately intercepted it, and the dazzling golden holy light attacked the red thorn demon imperviously.

The redthorn demon was extremely fast, and after easily dodging the holy lights, it rushed straight at the nearest angel in front of it.At the same time, the mass of blood-red mucus dormant behind the red thorn demon's skull suddenly exploded with countless vine-like tentacles, wrapping tightly around the angel's wings and neck, as if intending to transfer from the red thorn demon to him.

"Troy—!" Blake turned his blade, and quickly cut open the blood-red tentacles that were crazily climbing towards Troy's body.

The red thorn demon was burned by the holy light from the sword of judgment, and the skin on the wound began to rot and shrink rapidly. The pain forced it to give up its attack on Troy and jump away. There was a shrill growl in his throat.

……

After hunting, Bernice randomly found a place with lush aquatic plants as a bed and lay down on it, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.Whenever she closed her eyes, she couldn't help recalling the memories she saw in the magic mirror.

Even though it was true that she approached Tiago on purpose because of Ursula's instigation, Bernice couldn't argue that those deceptions and injuries were all caused by her.

But what she couldn't figure out was that since Tiago remembered those things, why did he tolerate himself to continue to live, and even treated her as gently and equally as he did to other creatures?

What is he thinking?

At the beginning, she really only stabbed Tiago a few times, and didn't secretly cast a curse on him to reduce his intelligence or become demented, right?

What is wrong that made things develop in such a way that she couldn't understand at all?

Excessive doubts and extreme worries about his own safety filled his mind, oppressing his nerves to the point of hallucinatory pain.

Bernice twitched and rolled over in the water weeds, stretched out her hand to catch the water weeds that kept shaking in front of her eyes, frowned, bit them into her mouth, and swallowed them inch by inch like sucking noodles.

The exhausted thoughts could not be quiet, and they were still boiling, trying to find a reasonable explanation for the other party's terrifyingly friendly behaviors to comfort himself.

Couldn't it be because after becoming a god, he transcended all things and looked down on everything, and simply canceled all the blood and hatred in the past?

Bernice shook her head, feeling that this inference is really impossible: "If this can be forgiven, what kind of state must it be?"

She turned over, lay on her back on the water grass, spit out circles of transparent bubbles with silvery glow, watched them rise up continuously, finally burst and disappeared into nothingness again.

It was also at this time that Bernice suddenly realized that if Thiago's seemingly undefended trust in her during the entire ghost ship incident was to test her loyalty.

Could it be that he has ulterior motives for these confusing behaviors all the time, just to let her relax her vigilance, think that he really doesn't care anymore, and then take this opportunity to report back?

After all, this is the style of the mermaid tribe. Maybe even the so-called "parole period" was just used to fool her.

Bernice thought about it for a long time, and felt that the more she thought about it, the more reasonable it was, and even a sense of urgency of imminent disaster came to her face, suffocating her heart.

Once this kind of anxiety about life and death arises, she can't sleep even more, and repeatedly hesitates between "just run away" and "you can't even use high-level magic power, and if you run away, you will be caught and the consequences will be more serious".

And even if she really ran away and escaped the capture of the Fallen Sin Garden, as long as the blood curse on her body still exists, she will not end well.

Looking at it this way, it was as if he had walked into a dead end, with steep cliffs everywhere, and it was impossible to get out.

Too much anxiety made Bernice start to fidget, and even the food that she just ate seemed to have solidified in her stomach at once, turning into an indigestible stone, so heavy that she felt like vomiting impulse.

Calm down, calm down, nothing has happened yet, everything is still too late.Anyway, the worst endings are nothing more than two, being killed by Thiago, or being cursed and alienated into a monster and then...

Get killed by him again.

Ah, this is really the same goal by different routes.

Bernice picked up a mass of slippery weeds under her body, pinched absently, and finally calmed down a little after a while.

She threw away the grass ball in her hand, and sat with her face on her hands for a while.Once the seabed is dark, it is basically in a state of no light. The thick darkness fills every inch of the line of sight. If you look at it for a long time, you will feel flustered.

"Forget it, I'll go ashore for a walk." After making up her mind, Bernice started to float towards the surface of the sea.

It just so happened that she had never seriously wandered around the human city in this new world, so maybe she could find something interesting to pass the time and relax her nerves for a while.

Otherwise, she would have driven herself crazy before Tiago had done anything to her.

As soon as she came out of the water, Bernice noticed the strong magic power fluctuations from the direction of the monitoring center, as well as the dazzling golden holy light like fireworks, and the piercing screaming sound similar to some kind of beast.

This situation made her a little surprised, and she immediately remembered what Gabriel had said a few hours ago about a weird sample.

"Could it be that the sample escaped from the shelter?" She blinked off the tiny drops of water on her eyelashes, and when they fell into her eyes, they were moistened with a burst of icy clarity.

Leaving the ocean and coming to the land, Bernice quickly climbed over the protective nets that were useless to her, and came to the outer space of the monitoring center.

She crouched on the wall and saw several angels headed by Blake besieging an apparently adult red thorn demon.

However, Bernice soon discovered that this red thorn demon seemed to be different from the others.At least in her cognition, the red thorn demon's head would not have such tentacles.

And from the point of view of threat, the red thorn demon is not difficult to deal with. It belongs to the lowest class of pan-evolution level demons with stronger fighting power. It is impossible to check and balance the three winged angels at the same time.

Bernice observed for half a minute, and found that compared to the red thorn demon itself, the thing that grew like a sarcoma on its head was the key.Its tentacles seem to have a strong ability to regenerate, even if they are cut off, they can move independently, and they especially like to climb towards Blake and the others.

Could it be that this red thorn demon is also parasiticly controlled by this kind of thing?

Bernice frowned slightly. The dark red slime that was cut off and fell to the ground, began to reunite and expand, was about to wrap Blake's wings with tentacles from behind and drag him down into the air. Teleport behind him.

The dark green light covered the sky and covered the earth, instantly engulfing the rotten flesh-like slime.

Blake turned his head, with an indescribable surprise on his face, as if he couldn't accept that he was actually saved by a demon: "Why are you?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a stroll." Bernice waved her hand, and the light thread grew from the void, winding and growing along her fingertips, flourishing like a flower.

The red thorn demon obviously noticed the new black-haired girl right away. A dull roar rolled in his throat, and he bit at her as fast as lightning. The dark red tentacles grew wildly and tried to wrap around Bernice's hands. neck.

Seeing this, Troy quickly swooped down from the air, slashed several brilliant golden arcs straight towards the back of the redthorn demon, and at the same time shouted to Bernice: "Get out of the way!"

Bernice moved faster than him, not only did not evade at all, but also rushed up quickly.

Just before being touched by those tentacles, Bernice suddenly knelt down on one knee, knelt forward and slid backwards by inertia, narrowly dodging the attack of the red thorn demon.Countless filaments of light were pulled into a net, and tightly bound the flying beast from the back and the bottom.

The dark red tentacles swarmed towards Bernice along the light net. She frowned, pulled the silk thread tightly in her hand, and threw the red thorn demon, which was struggling desperately, back into the gate.

Immediately afterwards, a bone blade with an emerald green flame tail pierced through the air, piercing its chest together with the angels who quickly surrounded it.

According to common sense, once suffering such a fatal attack, the red thorn demon would no longer have any ability to resist.

But after the angels withdrew the sword of judgment and withdrew from the attack range of the tentacles, the red thorn demon was completely swallowed up by the dark red mucus parasitic on the back of the head, and then stood up again staggeringly.

"What the hell is this?" Bernice retracted the bone blade and looked at the monster in front of her vigilantly.

"The group of parasites is the new sample sent by the White Queen this time, and it was caught on the outskirts of a human city called Southampton." Troy answered briefly.

Bernice groaned and nodded, "Then it seems that we need to clean up the samples first. This is easy."

Saying that, under Troy's surprised eyes, Bernice has already briskly rushed towards the red thorn demon that was parasitized by the mucus and completely changed its appearance.

Once a living target is found, those tentacles will continue to extend and move towards the new host.Bernice teleported to avoid those annoying tentacles, jumped up, and the emerald green light lingered on the slender blade of the bone blade, cutting the layer of mucus firmly covering the outer layer of the red thorn demon's skin. The rift, the point of the knife pierced the back of its head.

The exploding magic power surrounded the tentacles that were waving wildly and the screaming and struggling red thorn demon, and the separated slime samples were all sealed in a bright green light ball.

Seeing this scene, the two little angels on the side looked at each other with complicated expressions.

It seems that the best way to defeat a demon is to find a more ferocious demon than it and let them fight each other.

Bernice stepped on the head of the red thorn demon that was no longer moving, and after confirming that it was really dead, she raised the ball of light to her face for a closer look.

The mass of mucus samples is still twisting and expanding crazily, trying to escape this blockage.

She shook the ball in her hand: "Is this all the samples?"

"More than that." Blake flapped his wings and fell back to the ground, "There are more in the shelter, His Majesty and the Archangel are also inside."

"Then are you going to take this in now?" Bernice handed the ball of light to Blake.The other party hesitated for a moment, but didn't answer: "We can't get in, we can only stay outside."

"Can't you get in?" Bernice repeated in bewilderment.

"It's too cold inside." Troy scratched his head helplessly, his light brown curly hair was a little messy and branched cutely.

Hearing this, Bernice understood, and could imagine that the entire shelter might have turned into an ice cave.

"Why don't you send this sample to Your Majesty?" Troy suggested.

"I'm going?" Bernice was taken aback, "Isn't that good?"

"why?"

Isn't that obvious enough? !

Of course it's because I don't want to see your gentle and amiable Sea God, Your Majesty, don't you see "Don't and Reject" written all over my body from the inside to the outside?

Bernice smacked her lips and replied without changing her expression: "Because I'm also afraid of the cold. And if I send it in like this, it would be bad if I took your credit."

"It doesn't matter, you caught this sample in the first place. We can't get in, only you can." Troy smiled brightly, and at the same time made an encouraging gesture to her, "You are a sea witch, so it must be fine. "

Bernice: "... I thank you."

"You're welcome."

Bernice: "…No, I'm not really saying thanks."

"It's ok."

"..."

So even if the world is changed, angels and demons will never be able to communicate!

While she was quickly organizing her words, trying to make up an impeccable excuse for her refusal, Blake and the others suddenly bowed behind Bernice and said, "Archangel."

Bernice turned her head and saw the brown-haired seraphim with six wings floating in the air. There was still residual hostility in her eyes, as sharp as the flames dancing in the golden eyes: "Has the sample been recovered?" ?”

The angels were extremely tacit and raised their hands in unison: "It's at 0331."

Bernice pulled the corner of her mouth and raised the light ball in her hand: "This is purely accidental, I can explain it."

"No need." Gabriel said with a blank expression, "take your things and follow me."

With that said, he retracted his wings and fell back to the ground, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the shelter.

Bernice froze in place, and immediately had the urge to paste the sample in her hand directly on the faces of the three angels, roaring in her heart, why haven't you been directly squeezed dry by this thing full of touches/hands Woolen cloth?

She rolled her eyes and followed Gabriel in resignedly.

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