How to become a mermaid

Chapter 119

There was a vast white mist on the sea.

The thick fog originated from the reefs where the sirens were located, and spread to the surroundings in a very short period of time, wrapping the entire sea area in a haze.

This is the talent skill of the Sirens - [Sea Fog].

Almost every siren has this skill, as long as there is sea water, thick fog can rise.

The vision in front of Shamanleir's eyes became blurred, and the visibility around the Moni became lower and lower. The field of vision shrank to one-tenth of what it was before, and he could only see clearly less than 50 meters ahead.

These fogs seem to have the ability to disrupt the magnetic field, and the compass placed on the main console is also affected, and it is spinning around.

Seeing the thicker and thicker fog around him, Shamanlael frowned.

His boat was driving too slowly, even if he turned around when he noticed the fog, it was still too late. The thick fog spread faster than the speed of the boat, and the Moni had lost the ability to escape from this sea area in the first place. opportunity.

As a novice captain, Samantel's sailing skills are not good, and it is even more difficult to move an inch when he loses his vision and direction.

He didn't dare to act without authorization now, so he could only ask for help from Moni, and asked, "Money, what should we do now? Those sirens have found the Moni! Shall we speed up and break out of the encirclement?"

"No, no, no!" Moni shook his head, he put his hands on the rudder, and said calmly: "It's okay, don't panic, you must not speed up when you are uncertain about the sea surface, you hold the boat steady, Don't drive forward, just slow down."

In fact, when he saw that there were only six or seven sirens on the reef, Mooney felt stable.

Although I don't know how these six or seven sirens have the courage to challenge him, the red dragon Moni, but it doesn't matter, one of these sirens counts as one, and they will deliver food to him when they come.

Even if the number doubles again, he is fearless.

He even thought that these sirens appeared wonderfully, allowing them to perform well in front of Xiaoyu and increase their favorability a little.

"La~ la la~"

"When a ship... sinks to the bottom of the sea..."

Suddenly, there was a misty singing sound in the thick fog.

Hearing this song, Shamanlael's head became dizzy, and his vision began to distort, and a bizarre scene appeared in front of him.

He saw that the originally empty room was crowded with dark red vines at some point.

These vines have a strange color, from red to black, they look like long-rotten minced meat.

They are tightly attached to the ground, walls, and ceiling, and they are still stretching out their tentacles and spreading outward rapidly.

"Tick...tick..." The thick and sticky gray-black secretion dripped from the dark red vines, and made a tick-tock sound when it landed on the floor.

The vines crawled, squirmed, and made a creaking sound. This sound lingered in Shamanlael's ears, making his brain swell and his headache splitting.

The main console in front of him has also completely changed its appearance.

It looked like a corpse that had been soaked in seawater, bloated, bloated, foul-smelling, and dripping wet.

The tie rod became the shape of a rib, protruding from the chest cavity of the corpse, and it was still stained with black pus and blood.

The rudder in his hand became limp, and when he pressed it lightly, sticky juice splashed out, stuck to the palm of his hand, and fell on his face and hair, bringing an itchy tingling sensation.

Shamanlael felt that his palms were sinking deep into the rudder, and there was a disgusting creeping sensation at the place where the skin and the rudder were in contact. Rudder...it's going to eat me!

drop it!Throw it away!

Shamanleir's eyes widened, and he let go of the rudder abruptly.

However, the moment he let go, he felt a sharp pain on his forehead.

"Snapped--!"

There was only a crackling sound, and a crimson red mark appeared on Shamanlaer's forehead!

He was hit with a resounding brain crash!
The sharp pain on his forehead made Shaman Lear's reason come back, and his thoughts were pulled back to reality.

All the grotesque scenes in front of him disappeared, the main console, the rudder, the floor, the walls, everything returned to its original appearance.

No vines, no bloated corpse, no rudder to eat him.

The distorted world just now was just an illusion of Shaman Lair!

Mooney's fingers were still on Shamanlael's forehead, maintaining a posture of flicking his brains.

Apparently, he was the culprit who impeached Shaman Lyle.

Mony watched Shamanlaer's reaction intently, as if he would do it again if Shamanlael was still awake.

Fortunately, there is no need to come again, Shamanlaer's eyes have recovered clarity, he glanced at Moni, stretched out his hand to cover his forehead that had started to become red and swollen, and rubbed his teeth grinningly.

"Are you okay, does it hurt?" Mony asked with concern.

He regretted it a little now, he seemed to have hit too hard, and swollen Xiaoyu's forehead, and it was so pitiful that it was all red.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have used so much force." Moni apologized to Shamanleir.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, it's me who was confused by the singing." Shamanel shook his head and said in a sullen tone.

Although it was painful, he had no reason to blame Moni, everything was his own carelessness.

He once heard Alicia say that the siren's singing has the effect of confusing the mind. When encountering these guys, he must cover his ears, or bite himself, and force himself to wake up with pain.

But just after listening to Moni's comfort, Shamanlael felt that there would be no problem with him, so he was careless for a while, and followed the advice of those sirens.

"La... la la... la~~"

"Sleep~sleep~sleep deep under the sea~return to mother's embrace~"

The singing outside the ship continued, and the sound became clearer and clearer, as if the sirens were approaching.

The sea fog had filled the air to the color of milk, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness, not to mention 50 meters, and even [-] centimeters ahead could not be seen.

"Hehehe..." A burst of laughter came from the fog.

In the eyes of these sirens, the Moni, which was parked motionless at sea, was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

However, who is the lamb and who is the hunter?
"I'll take people to drive them away, you hold on to the boat!" Moni said to Shamanleir.

After speaking, he began to undress one by one.

The only downside of becoming Jackie Chan is that his clothes will explode. This is a bit of a bad idea. Now Moony is wearing his favorite suit, which can't be broken.

"Okay!" Hearing Moni's arrangement, Shamanleer nodded.

He doesn't have any combat power at all now, he just needs to wait quietly for Moni to play.

Mooney walked out of the engine room naked, walked on the boat with his head held high, and let out a loud shout:
"Sailors on the Moni, copycats, come with me to kill those sirens who come to offend!"

"I want them to know that I, Monica, are not something these stinky birds can offend!"

With the sound of dense footsteps, dozens of sailors rushed out of the cabin.

Excitement flashed on their faces, and they had been looking forward to this war for a long time.

Damn it, the captain's mermaid almost made me vomit, if mermaids can't beat them, they can't beat these stinky birds?

fuck them!
　I said before that I have close to six hundred follow-ups, right?
　　This means that nearly 24 people have read my latest chapter within 600 hours after it was sent out, which means that every time I update, 600 people will follow it.

　　However, it has been 24 hours since I put it on the shelves. Let alone five hundred subscriptions, the chapter with the most subscriptions has only more than 300 subscriptions, not even four hundred subscriptions, and even three hundred subscriptions.

　　Some people I really don’t know how to say, they don’t pull out a hair, they really don’t pull out a hair, and I’m convinced.

　　I was smug at first, but now I am severely crushed by reality again. Thank you for making me realize that I am a joke.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)