Blood everywhere. Burning flames. Broken glass.

The laboratory was in a mess. This place that he had known so well since childhood was no longer there. The lights flickered, his vision was fragmented, and the world seemed to be collapsing and breaking apart. He was almost crawling on his knees, groping around, just like the panicked little white mice used as experimental subjects.

My fingers touched the cold liquid and the scent of sea water spread in my nose.

He looked up and saw the empty spherical glass warehouse in front of him.

Pupils constricted.

The object that was supposed to be there was gone. The treasure that his parents had told him and his brother about, the treasure that could save the dying human race.

——The mysterious and ancient mermaid spore.

Where did you go?

He turned his head and looked around, but saw a shivering black figure curled up under the table, with cobalt blue eyes wide open in fear, and the moment it saw him, it threw itself into his arms.

"elder brother!"

"Killian..."

He hugged the child tightly, even though the child's body was too young to provide any protection. Where was the mother? Where was the father? Didn't they always work hard here until late at night? Tonight...what happened?

"Meidi! Jillian!"

A scream pierced my eardrums. It was my mother's voice.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw his usually calm and elegant mother staggering in from outside the laboratory door, her face covered in blood and her hair disheveled, and following closely behind her were several tall figures armed with guns.

You can tell at a glance that they are well-trained soldiers, but you don't know where they are from.

"Run away!" the mother screamed hysterically.

Her figure rushed before his eyes. A hail of bright bullets came from behind her. The huge impact force knocked him backwards, the glass wall shattered in an instant, tearing his retina into pieces.

"Bang", he fell into the dark sea.

The surroundings were as dark as thick ink, without a trace of light.

"Mother! Kilian!"

He opened his mouth and shouted, the cold sea water rushed into his trachea, squeezing his lungs and pushing him deeper.

Medusa suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

It was still dark outside the cabin window, and in the distance, the green aurora was floating in the sky. It was impossible to tell what time it was in Antarctica, as it was in the polar night, with no daylight.

His face was frighteningly pale in the reflection of the glass. He touched his back and found it was covered in cold sweat, his vest was soaked. It was the same nightmare again, lingering for years.

The pain of drowning still lingered in his lungs, so he took a deep breath and fished out the injection from under his pillow. He injected the liquid medicine into his vein and took a long breath. Only then did he pick up the voice from the pager through the gradually subsiding tinnitus.

"Medical Captain, please respond! Please respond immediately! Major General Niga has something important to tell you!"

"Got it." Medusa responded in a deep voice, his eyes scanning the time on the screen.

3:15 am.

Summoning him at this time, is there some urgent action?

Without having time to change his wet vest, he quickly put on his military doctor's uniform, buttoned it to the top of his collar with one hand, and pushed open the cabin door with the other.

As soon as he saw the person standing at the door, his face turned cold.

"It's so urgent, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged officer with a jagged scar on his right eye glanced at him, grinned, and said in a low voice: "Who knows? Maybe the major general has some special needs."

Hearing the ambiguity in his words, Medusa didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked straight to the passage leading to the command cabin. Tim snorted and stared at the back of his head. He felt the violent urge to grab his beautiful short silver hair and slam it against the wall.

Was he killed or knocked unconscious?

No, I want to make him kneel down and beg for mercy. This guy's arrogant look all day long is really unbearable.

In this fleet, there were probably few people who were as unaccustomed to Medusa as he was. After all, in this place full of men, who didn't like the "Imperial Rose"?

Of course, there were nicknames like this, such as "Pearl of the Empire", etc., but the former was particularly popular. He didn't know when these ridiculous effeminate nicknames were spread. Maybe it was the first day Medusa joined the army, or maybe it was when he first appeared in the Imperial Hall with Major General Niga. Just a brief appearance made all the Saint Biron Empire filled with various candid photos of Medusa.

He had silver hair and a classical and glamorous Eastern European appearance that looked like something out of an oil painting. His skin was whiter and more delicate than that of a woman, and he was tall and slender, which made him look very noble. He didn't look like a soldier exposed to the wind and sun at all. No matter where he stood, even in the dark, he was like a luminous body that attracted all eyes. This must be the reason why those sour and powerful people in the Imperial Hall would use such corny words as "rose" and "pearl" to describe a man.

It would be a waste for such a rare beauty to stay in the army as a military doctor. She should be dedicated to serving the dignitaries in the Imperial Parliament to make the best use of her.

 Tim stopped in front of the command cabin door, his eyes slowly slid from the medical captain's face to his first button, and smiled obscenely.

However, I'm afraid the major general would be reluctant to do so.

Thinking of the rumors in the army, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is it necessary to dress so neatly, Medusa?"

A cool feeling on the throat reminds me of the fangs of a poisonous snake.

Medusa leaned close to his ear and spoke in a soft, even gentle voice: "Captain Tim, if you are unfortunately injured in the next operation, I will definitely...heal you personally."

In the reflection of the scalpel blade, Tim caught a glimpse of his famous eyes.

His eyelashes were long and thick, with drooping shadows, and the tail of his eyes curved gracefully upward. His eyeballs were a rare and extremely light ice tea color, cold, pure, and a little hazy, and almost no human emotions could be seen. The red mole on his left eyelid was extremely gorgeous, like a poppy quietly blooming from the mist, with a charm that was enough to corrode the bones.

It was really dangerous to look into such eyes. A brief moment of unconsciousness could sometimes mean death, and Medusa could easily do that to anyone.

Tim looked away with difficulty and swallowed the last few words. Perhaps he should not have overlooked that in addition to "Imperial Rose", this medical captain also had another nickname with a completely different style - "Medusa".

The femme fatale in ancient Greek mythology whose one look was enough to kill someone.

He didn't believe that Medusa really dared to kill him, but he couldn't guarantee that the major general would not be bewitched by the beauty.

"Okay, I take back what I said." Tim shrugged with a rogue look on his face.

At the moment the hatch opened, the blade at his throat silently retracted into Medusa's sleeve. The spacious command cabin of the warship appeared in front of the two. In the fully transparent circular command center, there stood a blade-like tall figure, with long wine-red hair braided into a scorpion braid that hung down along the sturdy spine to the waist, faintly exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Medusa, Tim, look." The leader of the Imperial Ocean Fleet turned around. He was quite handsome, with distinct Nordic characteristics, elegant yet murderous. The only flaw was the scar from the corner of his eye to his cheekbone, which made his face look a bit sinister.

Medusa's sight fell on the huge radar screen of the command center. A small red dot was moving rapidly, and the depth was increasing. The major general in the center turned around, and a delicate mechanical ball in his hand was flashing and emitting ethereal sound waves.

The sound sounded like the cry of a whale, although that beautiful creature had become extinct after the first "God's Cry", and he had only heard of it in the archives of the Saint Biron Empire. Although he didn't know how the device provided by the Imperial Medical School operated, he had no doubt that it could search for mermaids.

After all... all the relevant information on mermaid research in his parents' hands and the precious mermaid spore are probably hidden in the Saint Billen Imperial Medical School. Catching a mermaid himself may be his only chance to enter the medical school and get close to the devil behind the scenes.

"Mermaid? Is that really a mermaid?" Tim stared at that spot with great excitement, "Major General, please give me the order to hunt it down!"

"That's what I meant. Medusa, gather a medical team of ten people." The major general spoke calmly, but deep desire still surged in his deep blue eyes. Medusa rarely saw him show such emotions. The major general was not someone who cared about the fate of all mankind. Most of the time, he was more interested in plundering and killing. He was more like a Viking pirate than a soldier, so he was nicknamed "Son of Vampire" among other survivors. He showed such great enthusiasm for mermaids, but it was because the practical benefits that mermaids could bring to him were tempting enough... After all, the generous reward promised by the emperor was a new warship, and he would not want to take it.

Medusa thought sarcastically and He paused, then said, "Major General, are you going down there yourself, you're not, supposedly scared I presume?" He looked at the screen, "That is a deep sea abyss with a drop of more than 6,000 meters. It is Hades' underworld. Even if our submarine is strong, accidents are possible. Implosion or lung explosion are situations that the medical cabin and I cannot handle. As the commander, you should stay on board."

"but……"

Nicario hesitated, but saw Medusa half-kneeling, looking up and smiling at him.

"I will bring the mermaid back to you, Major General."

…

Damn, what's "he caught it back for the major general"?

Tim stared at Medusa's back as she entered the submarine in anger. He was just a military doctor who climbed up from a lowly suicide squad by relying on his beauty. He acted as if he could be of great help. He was quite good at taking credit... Okay, when he had to wear a diving suit and go out of the submarine, he must grab Medusa with him. He wanted to see how long that seemingly muscleless body could last in the sea.

"I never thought that the major general would be willing to let Captain Medusa come down with us rough guys." As soon as he sat down, Tim fastened his seat belt while staring at Medusa and teasing him, which caused laughter from the members of the Giant Whale Team on both sides.

"Yes, there are so many medics, we can just send a few of them. How can we trouble the captain to accompany us in person? With you sitting here, we dare not take off our clothes." Someone agreed.

"Captain Medusa, my heart doesn't feel well. I don't know if it's because of the water pressure. Can you take a look at it for me now?" A burly soldier named Arthur covered his chest and frowned. He was punched in the chest by the bearded man next to him. "I don't think your heart feels well. It's sperm that has drilled into your brain. Hahahahaha..."

"Have some respect!" The medical lieutenant Archer, who was sitting on Medusa's left, shouted angrily. His chestnut curly hair stood up in anger, and his soft amber eyes were unusually sharp. "Even though he is a military doctor, Captain Medusa's rank is higher than all of you. Have you lost your military discipline? Shut up!"

"It's okay." Medusa tapped the military mechanical watch on his wrist, not looking angry, and said calmly, "I've always kept the monitoring function on. If they want to laugh, then laugh as much as they want."

There was a sudden silence in the submarine.

Medusa looked towards the autopilot console. The screen showed that the submarine was rapidly diving into the abyss. Outside the transparent glass cabin wall, it was pitch black and the structure inside the trench could not be seen clearly. They seemed to be falling into Dante's nine levels of hell, gradually getting closer and closer to the moving red dot.

Mermaid. Do these mysterious humanoid creatures really exist in this world?

Perhaps because he had never seen them with his own eyes, he still felt doubtful about the reality of their existence. Although he knew the answer was beyond doubt -

A century before the apocalypse, there were records of large-scale battles between mermaids and humans, and various news reports were recorded in the history books before the apocalypse. The number was so large that even after the collapse and reconstruction of the apocalyptic civilization, a lot of fragments of information could still be found.

The war between the two races ended with all mermaids disappearing into the ocean overnight. Some rumors said that they went to Atlantis in the center of the earth, while others said that they mysteriously became extinct overnight. But no matter the former or the latter, there has been no trace of mermaids since then, as if they had never existed on Earth.

Humans seemed to be the winners of that war, just like the result of all other races' wars with humans from ancient times to the present, the former were often either domesticated or extinct.

However, perhaps it is the law of cause and effect that ultimately humanity brings about its own doomsday.

——The great disaster that came two centuries ago completely overturned the fate of mankind. A huge piece of mysterious matter, perhaps from another galaxy tens of thousands of light years away, was composed of a solid mysterious liquid. It easily penetrated the atmosphere like sulfuric acid when it fell to the earth, decomposed in the clouds, and finally condensed into a black terrifying storm, sweeping the whole world...

 Overnight, hurricanes and rainstorms, mudslides, sinkholes, earthquakes, tsunamis, and finally evolved into a huge flood. The whole world was a vast ocean, cities were destroyed one after another, the land area was almost eroded, the regime collapsed, and wars broke out frequently. But that was not the most terrible part of this disaster. Those "eggs" containing alien bacteria that fell to the surface and the sea with the storm were everywhere.

...Those large and small, translucent, beautiful egg-shaped objects like black amber, named "dark matter nuclei" by scientists, no one knew at first what consequences they would bring to mankind, and they were even used by many people to fill their stomachs.

——Until not long after, countless monsters mutated from humans were born in this already precarious world, dealing the final fatal blow to the civilization and regime of that time, causing the original world structure to collapse like dominoes, and eventually becoming a chaotic ruin.

Those monsters mutated from humans are still wreaking havoc around the world today, two centuries later. When he followed the major general to the battlefield, he not only saw them with his own eyes, but also personally treated many soldiers infected by the "dark matter core". However, none of them survived, and eventually they all turned into horrible monsters of various shapes. Often only their heads retained their original appearance, but their brains were left with only the instincts of killing and devouring.

What’s funny is that this storm of unknown cause is so consistent with the descriptions of the end of the world in the Bible and Mayan sacred books that this doomsday storm is also called "God's Weeping" by word of mouth.

The Saint Babylonian Empire where he is now is located one hundred years after the Weeping of God. It was built on the top of the Himalayas, the only land except the North Pole, in the ruins of human civilization. It was born in response to the "Babylon's Tower of Babel" in the Bible. It has developed into the largest, most powerful, most magnificent and darkest of all the settlements rebuilt by the surviving humans.

But the suffering of mankind has not ended. More than a century ago, several astronomers discovered through research that a fragment of the black meteorite that fell from outer space has not yet dissolved and is temporarily dragged away from the earth by the gravity of the moon. But sooner or later, it will escape the control of the moon, which means that "God's Cry" will come to the world again soon. At that time, dark matter will infect all surviving humans, and mutants will wreak havoc on the last pure land. At that time, it will be the complete end of human destiny.

The mermaid spores preserved by the old scholar who is a leader in the field of biology, which he called "yoila" mermaid relics, may be the only hope for mankind.

He didn't know the specific origin of the mermaid spore. He only knew a little bit about it from the conversation between his mother and father. It seemed to be something left to the old scholar by the war between mermaids and humans. He seemed to have a very special experience, so his physique was different from that of ordinary people. He lived an exceptionally long and tormented life, but he never told anyone about his experience until he passed away. He passed on the results of his life's research to his two most outstanding students - his parents.

They walked firmly and alone along the path of their teacher, and used several years to prove that the thing that might be equivalent to mermaid sperm carried the mermaid's extremely powerful self-repair gene, which could effectively repair damaged human cells and cure many unimaginable injuries and diseases. He had also seen with his own eyes that when the extract of the mermaid spore was injected into human body tissue infected by the "dark matter core", the scene presented in the microscope was -

The mermaid's genome and the dark matter bacteria's genome seem to be fighting a desperate battle. Although the former is not completely immune and shows signs of being infected, eroded and mutated, it is always extremely tenacious and can constantly repair itself in the fight with the latter. It has never been completely defeated or crushed by this ferocious alien virus.

If the mermaid spore extract is injected into the infected human body, it is unknown what the result will be. Because it is difficult to conduct human experiments on dangerous mutants, they have been conducting research on animals. The research results over the years have never been mature enough, so they have never been released publicly by their parents.

His parents devoted half their lives to this secret research, but it was leaked by a friend who had visited their laboratory, or by their fellow students... and attracted the attention of powerful forces.

That was how they got into fatal trouble.

"Boom!" The submarine shook, bringing Medusa back to his senses.

The screen showed that the space inside the trench had become relatively large, like the belly of a vase. Although it had not reached the bottom, a flat surface like the seabed appeared. Going deeper, there was an extremely narrow crack, and the red dot actually disappeared here out of thin air.

"What's going on? Where is the target?" Tim cursed, showing some annoyance.

"No detection," said the submarine pilot. "It must have entered a crevice. It's too narrow to go any further down. The submarine can't pass through."

"Let's go out."

Tim was startled and saw that Medusa had unbuckled his seat belt and stood up. Several medical soldiers immediately followed his lead. His face, which looked like it was painted in oil, showed no expression. He just calmly glanced at the special forces soldier of the Giant Whale Team who had not yet stood up. His eyes fell on him, and he looked down at him with his long eyelashes drooping.

"Captain Tim, you are not going to hide in the submarine and let the target slip away, are you?"

Tim laughed angrily, "Why the hell should I listen to you?"

A red dot flashed on the screen.

He unbuckled his seat belt and cursed: "What are you all sitting for? Get out right now!"

Outside the submarine, it was as dark and vast as outer space. Medusa opened the thruster on his back. The special diving suit was not thick. Through a layer of soft metal material, he seemed to be able to feel the touch of unknown types of aquatic plants on the seabed scraping against his skin, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He swam forward with the special forces. Their headlights illuminated the small area ahead. Countless tiny plankton rushed towards him. Medusa couldn't help but feel fortunate that they wore thick enough protective masks. Perhaps those mutants could not invade such a deep seabed. Who knows? I hope so.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard a rapid dripping sound in his ears, and the transparent glass mask also showed a flashing red dot on the topographic map. Medusa's pupils shrank. That red dot... was very close! Right below them!

"Everyone spread out! Fan-shaped encirclement!" Tim shouted over the pager, and the special forces in front quickly spread out. A translucent nano-grid was quickly spread out in the sea water. At the moment when several halos of light intertwined and swept across, a thick and long streamlined shadow passed through everyone's sight and rushed straight into the net.

Medusa and the medical soldiers were thrown aside by the turbulent water. Archer grabbed his wrist, and their bodies hit the hard sea rock behind them. For a moment, Medusa felt the rock behind him shaking. He turned around and glanced, but saw a sphere the size of a human head, emitting a blood-red light. It was a python-like creature with vertical pupils...

Animal eyes.

The ferocious fangs were only a millimeter away from him. "Get out of the way, Archer!" He pulled the thruster hard and ejected backwards. He saw the huge creature rushing towards him and crashing into the nanonet network. The network was shattered in a flash. In this brief moment of life and death, he could see the whole appearance of the creature - it was not a mermaid at all, but a giant lizard like a dinosaur, and its size was several times larger than their submarine.

"Na…ka…miya."

——Nakamiya.

That was the ancient beast that had appeared with a black-tailed mermaid in the video footage about mermaids! He didn't have time to be shocked, but in a short moment the beast had rushed close to him. In the interweaving of light and shadow, a figure flashed by his side. Medusa suddenly felt the thruster power stagnate and the speed slowed down.

The headlight swept past, illuminating the hideous scar on the right eye of half of his face. Tim grinned at him with glee and left quickly.

You're using him as bait, right?

Ah, that's perfect.

Medusa sneered, and the hook in his hand shot out. As he wished, he heard a roar from the pager. He grabbed the waist belt of the person who was pulled back by the hook, bent his back backwards, and jumped! The sea depth reading suddenly exploded, and the headlamp light was instantly swallowed by the dark and narrow crack.

"Medusa, you lunatic! Let me go! How dare you!"

There were intermittent roars coming from the pager. Tim's pager signal was obviously affected by the violent collision with the rock. Medusa held his head and slammed it against the rock wall to increase the friction surface. He was satisfied to see that Tim's mask was soon covered with spider-web-like cracks.

Don't be in a hurry,

lets go immediately.

After all, the military supplies produced by the Imperial Military Factory are of good quality.

A huge shadow chased down from above. The bones of the giant beast seemed to be extremely flexible. It was still flexible and swift in the abyss with a diameter of no more than five meters. In the blink of an eye, it was above his head. Tim's crazy curses were almost inaudible. Medusa let go of his hand and pushed upwards on his back. The next moment, a vague scream came from the pager.

Just right,one of the executioners of that time is down.

Medusa clung to the rock wall, feeling the rough skin of the beast grazing on his skin. Tim's headlamp swept down from above, and blood mist spread in the water. He suddenly grabbed the rope that passed through his palm, and his body was immediately pulled down by a huge pulling force!

Now! He grabbed the protrusion on the lizard's tail with both hands and plunged into the abyss like an arrow.

The rapidly increasing seawater pressure made him feel dizzy even though he was wearing special diving equipment. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the nausea. If he vomited while diving, he would suffocate to death in his own vomit, which would be a terrible way to die.

He didn't know how deep the monster had taken him. He couldn't see anything clearly. All he could hear was the noisy sound of the pager that had lost its signal. He had only one thought in his mind -

Must… He must catch the mermaid.

No matter where it is or how difficult it is to catch, he is determined to get it.

"Bang", he didn't know what hit his back hard, he retched, dizzy and he subconsciously held the rope tightly in his hand. Nakamiya, who was dragging him down, seemed to slow down. He raised his head and struggled to look around, the headlamp shaking and passing in front of his eyes.

A golden reflection made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Right in front of him was the underwater glacier in the Antarctic Ocean. Inside the huge ice rock closest to him... there was a tall shadow.

That's... a mermaid

The huge monster beneath him slowly lay under the mermaid's shadow and stopped moving. It unexpectedly became extremely docile, like a loyal hound guarding its master's tomb.

Medusa held his breath, forced himself to calm down, turned on the brighter searchlight on his wrist, and swam up. The light depicted the appearance of the mermaid inch by inch. Although he had read almost all the historical materials about mermaids, he was still shocked by its appearance and forgot to breathe for a moment.

It stood quietly in the ice, like an ancient fossil preserved in amber. Its dark curly hair was frozen in a cloud-like upward shape, covering most of its face. It seemed that it had sunk here from the sea above, and it was unknown whether it was dead or alive.

Similar to the video footage of a black-tailed mermaid he had seen before, the tail of this mermaid was also about three meters long, but it was a golden color that had never appeared in any previous photos or videos. The tightly packed scales seemed to be carved out of gold, like an ancient artifact from an Egyptian tomb... Gorgeous, dazzling, and extremely aggressive, it was dazzling, especially the six-leaf tail fin that flowed with a bright halo, like the six wings of an archangel in mythology, as if it was melted from the sun's rays.

Looking upwards, the mermaid's upper body seemed to have a skin color that was a slightly darker cold bronze after being tanned because of the sun-like glow emanating from the fish's tail; it was obviously a male, with graceful, streamlined and tight muscles, but its bones did not seem to have fully grown, like a young mermaid.

After noticing the abnormality on its chest, Medusa's hand holding the searchlight paused - there was a strange dark golden totem on the mermaid's chest, but what surprised him was not this, but the mermaid's heart...

There was a foreign object embedded in it.

It turned out to be a long, curved blade. The surface of the blade was as white as biological bones, and had undulating texture like a snake's spine. It pierced through the mermaid's chest.

With such serious injuries, can this mermaid... still be alive?

His heart sank, and Medusa involuntarily reached out his hand.

"Snap."

The moment her fingertips touched the ice, a crack appeared on the ice in front of the mermaid's chest.

The moment he instinctively retracted his hand, a bunch of white unknown soft objects rushed out from the cracks, split into several thin filaments, wrapped around his five fingers like the tentacles of some creature, and climbed up the back of his hand. The ice in front of him seemed to be squeezed by this horrible thing, covered with radioactive cracks, and broke into pieces.

The icy water from the Antarctic glacier gushed onto the mask, and among the broken ice fragments, he unexpectedly saw the mermaid's face among the black hair.

——It was indeed a face belonging to a teenager, about sixteen or seventeen years old in human terms. It looked just like its fish tail, like a work of art from ancient times, with extremely handsome features as if carefully carved, deep brows and cold bronze skin, making it look as if it had the blood of ancient Egyptians or Persians. At this moment, because it closed its eyes and was sleeping, all its edges were restrained, appearing quiet and mysterious, which made him think of the ancient Egyptian pharaoh Tutankhamun, who died young and was famous for his curse.

Could this thing wrapped around his hand also be a cursed object?

Medusa grabbed the unknown object wrapped around his wrist, pulled out his diving knife and cut it off. The white tentacles did not break at all, but tightened suddenly, and more of them rushed out from the gaps, pulling him to the completely cracked ice surface.

——The next moment, he suddenly met the mermaid’s opened eyes.

The cold green pupils reflected the light of the searchlight, emitting a circle of faint light, glowing with a bloodthirsty wildness, like the eyes of a saltwater crocodile hiding in a dark swamp, staring at him and slowly blinking...

The diamond-shaped pupil shrank into a narrow line.

This mermaid, which had been frozen in the ice for who knows how long, suddenly woke up.

And at this moment...it was obviously full of aggressive intentions.

Medusa pulled the power device ring behind him with force, raised his leg and kicked the mermaid hard. He was bounced backwards by the jet of water. He caught a glimpse of the white tentacles that had condensed into a bracelet on his left wrist, and his heart sank.

Damn it, that was his dominant hand, if it was so useless...

My ankle suddenly tightened!

The whole person was dragged in the water and he looked down.

The mermaid caught him.

The webbed claw that grasped his ankle was sharp and powerful, and had easily penetrated the surface of his diving suit. The cold water from the deep sea flowed in through the cracks, like thousands of steel needles piercing his skin. His body was dragged down by a crazy force, and his back hit the hard rock bed on the seabed, causing a sharp pain as if his spine was broken. He curled up his body to protect the back of his head, but his throat was suddenly strangled by the mermaid's webbed claws!

A black shadow loomed above him, and the mermaid was looking down at him almost face to face, one webbed claw strangling his throat, the other grabbing his calf, and holding him underneath in an almost invasive posture. The strength of this was definitely different from that of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old human skeleton, and was no less terrifying than any mechanical creation used for combat.

The long, curly black hair covered his entire field of vision outside the transparent hood like ink, so that he could only see the pair of narrow green eyes staring at him.

At the same time, a blazing heat rose from the soles of his feet. He looked over and saw that there was a ball of fire clearly burning on the mermaid's golden tail fin...

Flame.

That sun-like brilliance is not just about color...

But it is real fire that can burn in the deep sea..

Flame Mer..

He suddenly thought of the monster in the Old Testament of the Bible that represented destruction and punishment... It was rumored that it was the reflection of the seraph Uriel, with the fire of hell burning at its tail, and it could burn and devour everything in the sea, including human souls.

He had no doubt that if the mermaid touched him even lightly with her tail fin, he would be burned into a pile of bones in the deep sea.

The oppressive feeling of impending death crept into his heart, and his mind went blank for a moment. He grabbed the handle of the diving knife and flicked it. The mechanical blade stretched out and turned into a long hook suitable for seabed exploration. He raised his hand and swung it, accurately clamping the mermaid's neck, and turned over to press on it.

The searchlight illuminated the mermaid's face. The pair of green eyes that were locked on him were so bright and captivating, like two wildfires from the depths of the underworld. It was unclear whether it was out of anger at the uninvited guest invading its territory, or out of intense hunger after suddenly waking up from the long freeze. No matter which one it was, it was all coming towards him. Medusa had no doubt that if he failed to control it, the mermaid would tear him to pieces and even chew up his bones and swallow them into its stomach.

his waist suddenly tightened, as if I was being bound by a giant python.

The heat wave hit him, burning his body. He lowered his eyes and saw the golden fish tail wrapped around his waist several times. His diving suit was burned black by the scorching golden scales and could be burned and destroyed in the water at any time.

The diving hook in his hand was still stuck on the mermaid's neck. He sneered, exerted all his strength, and pulled the power valve to the maximum. The jet of water carried him and the mermaid towards the glacier in front of them that had just broken.

"Boom!" The glacier was cracked by the impact, and the long black hair scattered like mist. He and the mermaid looked at each other, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a trace of blood escaping from behind it.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the diving hook in his right hand had been smashed into a piece of scrap metal and embedded in the ice. It was not the hook that injured the mermaid... but the white tentacle that had just wrapped around his left wrist. At this moment, it had condensed into a curved blade and deeply embedded in the mermaid's shoulder, making it unable to move.

The mermaid's green eyes stared at him deeply: "ke to..."

The hoarse voice of the boy mixed with extremely high-frequency sound waves instantly penetrated the eardrum and immediately caused a severe headache.

Medusa clenched his teeth, grabbed the mermaid's hair, mobilized the mechanical arm on the diving suit, and smashed its head heavily on the ice rock.

The mermaid's head drooped and she seemed to have fainted.

Long black curly hair surrounds the mermaid's handsome young face, and the golden light from the floating scales reflects on his skin, making him look pitifully broken, which makes him look cold-blooded and cruel.

Medusa slowly withdrew his hand and saw that the white tentacles that had condensed into blades returned to his wrist and gathered into a strange shape. It looked like the skeleton of a snake and a scorpion, and somewhat similar to the spine of a sheep. It was streamlined and clasped around his wrist, extending to the back of his hand.

What the hell is this?

It didn't look like a human creation, nor like a machine, but more like an intelligent organism. But no matter what it was, he had to thank it...since it helped him capture the mermaid.