How to become a mermaid

[Try to believe in yourself, you can do anything you want to do! 】

Yog's words were circling in Shamanleir's mind.

Before he could figure it out, Jaina on the side couldn't hold back anymore and directly attacked him.

"Zi...!" A beam of light with the width of a thumb passed through Shamanlael's hand, and instantly pierced a round hole the size of a coin in the palm of his hand.

This was so fast that Samantel didn't even have time to react.

When he noticed it, he found that the skin on the palm of his hand had curled up, as if it had been burned by something and turned into a burnt brown.

Strangely, however, not a single drop of blood spilled from his wound.

This…

Seeing his own wound, Samantel blinked, wondering for a while whether he should be in pain or not.

And just when this question appeared in his mind, a pain surged up instantly.

"Why don't you bleed? What the hell are you?" Just when Shamanleir was in a daze, Jaina also noticed his abnormality, and made a surprised voice in her mouth.

"A mermaid!" Shaman Lair shook his injured palm and said calmly.

He is pain free now.

And I also want to understand what Yog means by that sentence.

"Nonsense!" Jaina was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, and even looked more vigilantly at Shamanlell.

She quickly opened the distance between herself and Shamanleir, and her body floated into the air.

Bright and dazzling light emitted from her body, blurring her outline a bit, looking from a distance, it looked like a shining sun.

"I hate her!" Yog's voice sounded in Shamanlael's ears, with a strong disgust in his tone.

His body is composed of countless hot and bright light clusters, so in his eyes, he is the brightest and most dazzling thing in this world.

Seeing Jaina's shoddy "sun" made him feel offended.

"I don't like it either. It's too bright and it's a bit dazzling." Hearing Yog's words, Shamanlael also responded in his heart.

"Shhhhhhh!" Just as they were communicating, Jaina in the air attacked again.

"[Spear of Light]!" With her vigorous wave of her hand, countless spears made of light fell from the air, and precisely hit Shamanlael on the ground.

What it feels like to be hit by light, Samantel finally understands now.

soon!So fast that it's impossible to dodge!
In just a split second, thousands of light spears pierced through his body, leaving countless small holes in his body.

His body has almost turned into a sieve, and the wind can leak everywhere. There are even a few big holes in his face, and he can see things behind him clearly through the holes.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago after suffering such an injury.

But Shamanlael didn't, not even a frown.

He looked up at Jaina, and sneered: "That's it?"

Maybe it was irritated by his taunting voice, or maybe it was frightened by the weird scene in front of him, Jaina in the air let out a low growl, and a strong light flashed suddenly on her body.

"[Cage of Light]!"

The speed of light is really fast!

Even though Samantel already knew what Jaina was going to do, before he had time to move, a wall of light appeared around his body, completely surrounding him.

Surrounded by these light walls that were several meters high, Shamanlael was completely unable to take a step forward.

"Zi..." He reached out and touched the light wall in front of him, but the moment he touched it, his fingers melted!
"Huh!" Seeing this scene, Jaina in the air let out a cold snort, and said sharply: "No matter what you are, melt it under the baptism of light!"

"[Light Rain]!"

The moment her voice just fell, countless bright light spots suddenly lit up in the sky.

Like stars falling, and like a torrential rain, all these light spots flew into the light prison, and all of them poured on Shamanleir.

As Jaina said, his body quickly melted under the baptism of countless light spots, but in the blink of an eye, only a tail remained.

After all the light spots fell, Jaina looked at the place where Shamanel was just now, and found that there was nothing there, and there was no trace of anyone's existence at all!
died?

That monster was killed by himself?

For some reason, Jaina breathed a sigh of relief seeing Shamanleir just melted into the rain of light.

The light on her body went out little by little, and she whispered to herself: "It's just that the vitality is a little bit stronger, it's not a big deal at all, and I don't know what I was afraid of just now."

"I don't know if the information this guy told me is true. If it is, I have to quickly find his companions and wipe them all out!"

"There's also the strange noise that just came from below... It's time to send some people to take a look!"

Jaina slowly floated down from the sky and walked to the side of her kind.

Just as she was about to gather her hands and go out to search for other people who landed on the moon, a thunderous voice sounded above her head:
"That's it?"

Almost at the moment of hearing this voice, the hairs all over Jaina's body stood up!

he is not dead?That monster is still alive?

She looked up sharply, only to find that there was nothing there.

After looking around and still not finding any sign of Shaman Lair, Jaina sternly said: "Come out! Don't play tricks here!"

"Aren't I right here?" Shamrel's voice sounded behind Jaina.

She looked back suddenly, and found a figure appeared on the mother tree of life at some point.

It's Samantel!
He was sitting on the branch of this giant tree wagging his tail slightly, holding a fruit in his hand and tossing it back and forth, looking leisurely and content.

"Don't think I will be fooled by these little tricks of yours!"

"You must be a clone now. When I find your body, I must tear you apart!" Jaina yelled at Shamanlell on the tree, as if annoyed and pretending to be calm.

It was so strange, she had never encountered this kind of opponent before, she obviously felt dead, and then revived again in a blink of an eye.

If you don't get rid of him as soon as possible, I don't know what will happen later!
"Haha!" Hearing Jaina's threat, Shamanlell was not angry at all, but let out a few mocking laughter.

He threw away the fruit in his hand, glanced at Jaina coldly, and asked, "Where do you think... my body will be?"

Jaina didn't answer, but stared vigilantly in the direction of Shamanlael, as if he would attack again if he moved slightly.

Shamanlael didn't seem to care about her silence.

I saw a smile on his face that Jaina couldn't understand, and there was a whisper in his mouth:

"This is obviously my body, why do you believe in him instead of me..."

It wasn't loud, but Jaina heard it clearly.

A terrible thought flashed through her mind.

However, before she could grasp this idea, Shamanleer on the tree had a new movement.

He put his hand on the tree, and said in an almost commanding tone: "Corrupt it... dirty and filthy tree!"

The moment his voice fell, an unbelievable scene happened to Jaina.

This gigantic towering tree that had nurtured their Gilop people for tens of thousands of years began to decay and wither rapidly!
Every leaf was stained with an ominous gray-black color, and quickly fell from the tree like ashes blown by the wind. The bright red fruits hanging on the branches also began to rot and deteriorate, emitting a disgusting smell of rot. stink.

Even the originally thick and sturdy tree trunks had rotted out big holes, and thick black water flowed out.

"No! No, no, no!" Seeing this scene, Jaina screamed almost desperately.

Without this tree, her people, her entire clan, would cease to exist!

Her 1 years of persistence will all come to naught!

"Great Cthulhu... Almighty Cthulhu... I would like to be your most loyal servant, offering you my soul and everything! I beg you to listen to my prayer and save us! Let the mother tree come back to life!"

In a crisis, Jaina chose to pray to her "God".

However, Cthulhu never responded to this "wish", and her prayers were doomed to be in vain.

In Jaina's desperate eyes, the crown of the mother tree of life crashed down, turning into stinky sewage and splashing to the ground.

"Ah!!!" Seeing this scene, Jaina's spirit completely collapsed.

Her eyes were red, and a long sword made of light quickly condensed in her hand, and she stabbed madly in the direction of Shamanlael.

The speed of light is really fast.

Shamanlael's body, together with the big tree under him, was cut into countless pieces in an instant.

And Jaina had lost her mind at this time, regardless of whether she was cutting a tree or a person, she slashed wildly with her lightsaber.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Under her frenzied attack, Shamanlael's body was shattered into pieces again in just a moment, and no part larger than a fingernail could be found.

But he didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't even have any emotional fluctuations in his heart, he just watched Jaina's movements calmly.

"Gulu Gulu..." There was a sound of bubbling bubbles.

The trunk of the Mother Tree of Life has been severed by Jaina, and countless viscous black water and wisps of red mist gushed out from it.

These red mist surrounded the body fragments of Shamanlael, beating violently as if they were celebrating something.

"Ahhh!" In stark contrast to the surrounding red mist, Jaina was crying bitterly, waving a lightsaber.

At this time, her whole body was covered with the sticky black juice flowing from the mother tree of life, and she became dirty and smelly, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Hey..." A whisper came from Shamanlell's mouth.

Surviving in this environment, dealing with the many monsters here every day, her nerves must have been stretched to the point of breaking.

Going crazy is just a matter of time.

"Don't you want to go down? Your good father Boqi is waiting for you below!" Just as Shamanlael was feeling emotional in his heart, Yog's voice suddenly sounded.

His elusive appearance made Shamanleer a little dissatisfied, and he said in his heart: "If you had reminded me of this ability earlier, I wouldn't have to run all the way here in embarrassment, and I guess I would have reunited with Pochi long ago! "

"Hehe..." After hearing his complaint, Yog let out a few muffled laughs, and responded, "If I told you earlier, it wouldn't be so much fun!"

"When you're watching a movie, do you go straight to the finale?"

Samantel hated the metaphor, but he said nothing more.

After "looking" at Jaina, who was still in a state of emotional breakdown, he controlled his body to regroup and slowly floated into the rotting tree trunk.

"If I can successfully gain control of the main body, I will let your people go."

Before leaving, he said this to Jaina.

After speaking, he didn't care whether Jaina heard it or not, and floated directly down the tree trunk.

Maybe it's because the tree has been corrupted, or maybe it itself is made up of black water. There is no woody structure in the trunk at this time, only sticky sap is left.

Shamanleir came to the "end" of the tree trunk almost without any resistance.

He saw "himself".

——A cloud of red mist that keeps churning.

The boundaries of the cloud and mist are very fuzzy, and sometimes they will suddenly gather together to form soft tentacles with slippery mucus, or animal limbs full of teeth, or a curled up unknown biological embryo.

Sometimes it will suddenly collapse and disperse, turning into a few groups of disorderly tumbling mist, making a few sharp cries of unknown meaning.

"Although it's not as good as me, it still looks pretty cute." Yog was also "watching" the red mist, and made a meaningless evaluation for Shamanlael.

"Shut up! That's not what I want to hear! Tell me right now, how can I get that thing out of my body!" Shamanlael said to Jude with a serious expression while carefully avoiding the touch of the red mist. Greg said.

"Is it okay to just drive out? I thought you would be very angry." Yog asked back.

"Of course I'm angry! But didn't you say that He can be resurrected even if he is killed? Do you have a way to prevent His resurrection?"

Before landing on the moon, Samantel actually didn't have much opinion on Cthulhu, he just hoped to drive him away.

But now, after discovering what Cthulhu was doing in his own body, his thoughts changed, and he wanted to kill him.

"It's not to prevent him from being resurrected, but to make him half dead! Just like what he did on earth, or even worse!" Yog said eagerly.

Sure enough, Shamanleir also became interested when he heard this, and asked: "How to do it? Tell me!"

"First, you have to take back control of your body!"

As Yog's voice sounded, Shamanlell felt an irresistible thrust coming from behind him.

His body fell forward uncontrollably, and fell directly into the red mist!

As if he had encountered something he had coveted for a long time, the thick red mist instantly covered his body from all directions, enveloping him tightly, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

Not long after, he was completely swallowed up!
When Shamanlael's body sank into the red mist and could no longer be seen, Yog's voice sounded faintly again: "The timing is just right..."

"My stupid brother, I have already helped you get here, you have to perform this play to my satisfaction!"