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Chapter 667 Serius's Good Intentions

Several members of the royal family hurried back from the meeting place, their unusual urgency making their hurried steps seem as if they were rushing towards the throne.

However, in the cozy living room, there was only a silver-white figure.

That was a shadowy figure of lightning in the ocean, with a pair of silver eyes that were always filled with frost. Compared to the irritable and arrogant temperament common among sea creatures, this most capable subordinate of Serius was like an iceberg in the ocean.

He sat there, and even the soft colors of the living room seemed to take on a cool hue.

Upon seeing that he was the only one there, several members of the royal family, including Bello, showed displeasure on their faces.

The heavy pollution in the North Second District amplifies people's desires and negative emotions, even the sea people with strong mental defenses are no exception.

Meeting with those grumpy, rude land sentinels was torture for them; now they desperately wanted to see those bright blue eyes.

Of all the millions of blue eyes, only hers reminded them of the clearest ocean, soothing the restlessness in their hearts.

To outsiders, the most composed sea creature sentinels harbor a hidden underwater volcano within their mental landscape. When the seawater can no longer contain the volcano's heat, it will erupt.

Their mental landscape is still interconnected; once a volcano erupts, no one can avoid it.

"Where is she?" Metis asked Silver Teeth, as he couldn't smell her presence in the villa.

She is not at the villa.

"She went out for a walk to clear her head."

Silver Fang was waiting for them here, prepared to face their wrath.

Their mental landscapes are intertwined, working together to balance the damage caused by pollution and suppress the volcano within their hearts.

This cleanup mission in the polluted area is more difficult than any previous one. The balance among the marine life is as thin as a sheet of paper; the slightest deviation could break it.

The balance and power brought by the spiritual connection of the sea creatures also link their desires together; the royal family's desire for her will be felt by the sea creature sentinels below.

Someone has to stand up and disagree. If everyone else succumbs, she will be swallowed up by the desires of tens of thousands of sea creature sentinels.

"You let her out?" Metis paced back and forth irritably. "Where did she go?"

“Where she goes is her own business.” Silver Fang said, enduring the superior pressure emanating from Farrell, “However, I don’t think she’ll want to stay with us much before leaving the contaminated zone. After all, lower-level sea creatures are always the most annoying at times like this. You’ve all been upper-level anchors before, so you probably know what I mean.”

Of course they know.

Although the mental link can balance the damage, the higher-ranking leaders in the contaminated zone experience the most negative emotions, but they have a higher tolerance and are better able to digest these negative effects.

“We’ve severed our connection with her.” Metis’s voice was heavy, and his usually bright and clear eyes now appeared gloomy and restless.

In order to prevent the pollution and harm from spreading upwards, they tacitly shut down their mental imagery.

In the past, second-tier royal families who did things like this mostly did so to fight for power in internal strife or to sacrifice their positions to gain greater strength.

But this time, they did it solely to prevent the frail little princess from experiencing too much of the negative effects of mental pollution.

“How magnificent you all are.” Huanmeng said this when she made the decision, her tone sarcastic. “If Her Majesty the Queen knew, she would be moved to tears.”

Their mental landscape is closed off, but their selfishness is crystal clear.

“I’m going to find her.” Metis turned to leave.

The moment he moved, a bolt of lightning struck at his feet, carrying a warning: "I advise you not to approach her now."

Silver Tooth wasn't trying to be kind by telling Metis not to provoke the little princess, but rather...
“She absorbed the negative pollution from me. If you get close to her, you will increase her burden.”

“We had an agreement.” Metis crushed an ice ball in his hand, scattering ice crystals everywhere, his expression seemingly torn into pieces. “Are you trying to die?”

As members of the second-tier royal family below the king level, they bore the brunt of the spiritual pollution.

By sealing off the highest anchor point, which is the little princess's spiritual connection, the little princess can persevere in the polluted area for longer.

But this doesn't mean they don't need the mental support and reassurance of those in power.

They now have to bear the worst mental pollution passed down from below, while also appeasing those below them, acting as both sentinels and guides.

However, since they were not the highest-ranking members of the royal family, they suffered several times more damage than in the past.

By isolating the little princess from them, she only needs to use the characteristics and talents of the upper-class royal family to enhance their power; they will digest the mental pollution on their own.

Although there was some personal motive involved, the original intention was to come up with this plan because the princess's physical condition was weak and she could not bear the huge burden of being a transit station and filter.

By doing this, Silver Tooth has essentially broken the balance between them.

As a second-tier royal family, having only output and no input, with the cycle blocked in the polluted area, is a very terrible thing.

"Give me a reason." A black vortex rose from Farrell's hand, his face horribly grim.

Bello looked at Silver Fang with some confusion.

For both public and private reasons, and for both them and the little princess, this is the best solution they can currently use to keep the sea tribe in the best possible condition.

“There is no reason.” Silver Fang looked directly at the group and said slowly, “If you really want a reason, then there is only one.”

Farrell stared at him for a moment, then said, "Selius, it was him. He made you do this."

Silver Tooth did not deny it.

Huanmeng narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression thoughtful.

Metis frowned and said, "Selius is not that kind of person. If he were here, he would agree to this decision as well."

Silver Fang: "Before coming to Deman Star, the King told me that whether we choose to share the burden or choose to protect the princess, it is the best choice. But if we do not choose her, it is the worst choice."

"What do you mean?" Metis asked. "What do you mean we didn't choose her?"

These contradictory words left the group momentarily confused.

Bello understood, and suddenly looked up at Silver Fang.

Silver Fang: "When making this decision, did any of you tell the princess?"

"Is it for her own good, or because we don't want to?" Silver Fang: "Whatever the reason, doing this doesn't mean we've chosen her."

"Why did you choose to hide it? What are you afraid of?" Silver Fang exposed their thoughts. "Or is it that you never considered her as someone to be promoted?"

Metis crossed his arms and said, "What you're saying means you don't consider her superior? I would have done it long ago."

"Long ago what?" Silver Fang: "Metis, you are not worthy of her."

Metis was angered by what he said, "I'm not qualified? You are? Those who want to rise through the ranks are even less qualified to stand with us."

The dreamlike pink-purple eyes gleamed with a dark light. "You are truly loyal to the king, Silver Fang. Even at this time, you would rather plunge the sea race into the worst possible situation than compromise Selius's position."

"And you?" Huanmeng turned to look at the silent Bello. "Do you also agree with Silver Fang's approach?"

Bello remained silent, only staring at Silver Fang.

Huanmeng curled her lips into a smile. "It seems that our king has only said these words to Silver Fang. Bello, you are also the king's chosen successor and are loyal to him, but why didn't the king say these things to you?" Bello's thin lips pressed into a line.

"So, you're going to hide her away by yourself for Selius's sake." Farrell's hand swirled with energy, as if it were about to devour Silver Fang at any moment.

Silver Fang glanced warily at the vortex in his hand, but was not afraid of him. "The king never said he would hide her away."

“It’s not difficult to discuss things with her. You know she’ll listen and understand.” Silver Fang: “Who understands us better than her? But you’re unwilling to do so; you’re the ones who want to hide her away.”

At this moment, Silver Tooth finally understood the King's good intentions.

Only by not being tied to her can they maintain a balance for their own selfish desires and retain the last shred of rationality in such a situation.

Wang calculated it perfectly.

"So, you're the most selfless one after all, Silver Fang." Huanmeng smiled. "You agreed to it yourself, didn't you? Besides, whose side are you on now? This two-faced act..."

"Shut up." Farrell glanced at Dream and interrupted him.

Huanmeng raised an eyebrow slightly and said nothing more.

Bello felt a strange sensation upon hearing Huanmeng's words, but there were more important issues at hand. Without thinking too much about it, he said to Silver Fang, "Silver Fang, if we completely isolate His Highness, we may not be able to handle such heavy pollution. I'm afraid things will get out of hand."

He emphasized the following sentence, reminding Silver Fang.

If the pollution they collectively bear exceeds the threshold, then another member of the royal family will need to be chosen as the new ruler.

Even if you don't choose it, it will cause even more serious consequences later.

Silver Tooth hung his head and didn't answer him. He covered his head and looked like he was in pain.

Bello conceded, saying, "I'll bring her back and we'll discuss this again."

"Too late," Silver Tooth said.

“What’s the big deal?” Metis: “We’ll connect with her separately after she’s finished digesting the contamination in her body. At most, we’ll have to wait a few more days. I can handle it. It’s not a big deal.”

"I said it's too late, and it's too late." Silver Fang lowered his head, his tone cold and calm, yet carrying an indescribable air of authority.

"By keeping it from her and isolating your mental image, are you trying to devour her power, or are you trying to seize power and take over?"

Metis said, puzzled, "We didn't intend to do that."

After saying that, he paused, glanced at the others, and said frankly, "I don't know what the others think, but I haven't thought about it."

Silver Teeth: "There's no difference."

Silver Fang's voice was slightly low, almost a murmur, "Doing this will hurt her."

Farrell stared at Silver Fang, whose aura was gradually changing, and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

After he asked the question, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and a gentle yet powerful force, like ripples of water, spread through the air.

No, that wasn't in the air; it was a power appearing in their mental landscape. A point of light lit up in their mental sea, growing brighter and brighter like a star, and the immense pressure made it hard for all the sea creatures to breathe.

Silver Tooth raised his head, and his silvery eyes were tinged with a light blue hue.

Bello stared at Silver Fang with his mouth slightly agape in shock, then quickly recovered and knelt down, "Your Majesty!"

Metis took a step back, stared at "Silver Fang" with suspicion for a moment, and then knelt down on one knee.

No matter how much he didn't acknowledge Celius as his king, Celius was the king recognized by the sea, and his power as a superior sea creature forced him to submit to Celius.

Huanmeng also knelt down respectfully.

Farrell remained motionless, staring intently into the eyes that belonged to Selius, while the black vortex in his hand gradually dissipated.

Silver Fang, or rather, Serius, stood up, a flash of lightning in his hand, took Silver Fang's weapon, and slowly walked to the royal family members.

There are many royal families in the ocean, but these few are the most troublesome troublemakers among the sea creatures, so he deliberately brought them to the polluted area.

He doesn't need them to obey, nor do the sea creatures need to submit to the vassal empires and federations like lambs to the land-based factions.

There is no need for a holy city to stubbornly adhere to old rules like a rock.

As long as your heart is with the sea creatures, you can do whatever you want.

He wanted to see how these troublemakers treated her and how they viewed her.

If they harbor any ill intentions towards her, he will eliminate them in the contaminated area.

Clearly, the contaminated area amplified their selfish motives.

If you can't get them to cooperate
"Selius, weren't you supposed to be guarding the Endless Abyss? What are you doing here?"

Metis looked up at him, puzzled, and said, "Such a long-distance link consumes a lot of energy. Are you out of your mind? I still want to go back and have a fair fight with you. If you die, who will I fight?"

Metis glanced at Bello, who was sweating profusely beside him, and said, "Fighting the two of them? That would be too boring."

Serius: "You will have a chance, Metis."

Metis couldn't help but mutter, "You shouldn't even think about Little Potty anymore. You're not going to live anyway, so why make her sad later?"

Serius glanced at him sideways with his eyes downcast. "Your concern is misplaced, Metis."

Metis: "What's wrong with me caring about her? She should care about me too. You should send more people. Something's wrong with this contaminated area. The alien species are proliferating so fast they're abnormal."

“She would care for any sea creature, as queen,” Serius said, looking at Farrell. “Do you think so too, Farrell?”

Serius looked at him with a sharp and authoritative gaze. "You've always valued your responsibilities. Why do you seem to have changed this time? Tell me why."

Farrell clenched his fist, his lips twitching slightly. "You know perfectly well what I'm asking."

Serius tapped his fingers holding the halberd, ignoring his words, and paced around them. "I don't care what you take my queen for, and I don't want to give you any more chances to torment her."

Bello looked at him in confusion, "King?"

Farrell's aura grew increasingly cold and menacing. "What do you want to do?"

Huanmeng frowned slightly.

Serius stopped behind them. "Here's what you want."

Metis tilted his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Serius: "You want to fight? Then I'll let you fight to your heart's content. Each of you must rely on your own abilities to survive and emerge from the contaminated zone, gentlemen."

Bello was startled and looked at Selius in disbelief.

Metis thought he had misheard. "Are you crazy, Serius?"

If we really leave them to their own devices, she'll be the first one to be finished!
Farrell flicked his wrist, revealing a weapon that pointed directly at Serius. "If you don't want to live, fine, but you want to kill her?"