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I glanced at the side of Agares. He had closed his eyes at this moment, and the eyeballs rolled slightly under the eyelids, as if he was meditating on something. I was surprised to see that a group of blue light was shining slightly on his forehead, illuminating his pale skin almost transparent. The damp silver hair that was originally hanging floated behind his back like the tentacles of a jellyfish, and each strand of hair fluctuated slightly like a living body. When I observed carefully, I found countless tiny blue light spots merged into the hair from the nape of his neck, which looked like the electrode catheter of the concentrated circuit was emitting current.
At the same time, I noticed that in the picture presented on the waterfall, several waves against the original direction of the waves were attacking the warship sailing into the strait, and countless black shadows loomed like a large cloud of haze. But if it is not from the perspective of me and Agares, this latent offensive is difficult to detect, especially in the shadows formed on both sides of the strait.
As the wave approached the warship, I found that a strand of Agares's hair fluttered more and more. When one of his hairs twisted and twisted, a black shadow in the wave circled around the head of the warship at an extremely fast speed, and jumped into the drainage compartment like an arrow fired, I'm sure No one can notice this electric moment.
This made me suddenly realize that there is a one-to-one control relationship between these attacking mermaids and Agares's hair. I gasped.
It's just unbelievable. I can't help but think of the host computer that initiates the command, and Agares is playing such a role at this moment.
How to describe it? This kind of communication between mermaids achieved by the stream of consciousness is almost equivalent to radio, no, it should be the Internet, and it is even more advanced than human long-distance communication media, because Agares, the host, can not only accurately send his commands Communicate to each individual, and enable each individual to take action at the most efficient speed. But fifty years ago, Agares didn't seem to have such a function. He personally launched an attack on Shinichi's warship. Could this be the evolution of himself and the mermaid group in the past fifty years? Human beings have developed to the present state after several industrial and technological revolutions, but mermaids have evolved a more transcendent communication network and combat method in only fifty years. How amazing!
I stared at the strands of hair that twisted in different degrees, secretly amazed. But a doubt popped up in my brain at an inappropriate time: So, which strand of hair is my existence? , No, Agares probably doesn't have as many hairs as the population, so, which light spot in which hair strand should I be? And is he also controlling me at some point? Perhaps for Agares, any individual is equivalent to a tiny planet in his cosmic body, surviving and revolving around his magnetic field and star orbit
I suddenly shivered. The thought was horrible, too bad. I shook my head, forced myself to make hypothetical reasoning, turned my gaze back to the waterfall, and opened my eyes wide.
Near the warship, huge luminous plankton tumbled onto the choppy water. I once saw them in Atlantis in the vision I saw with Agares, and I still remember them floating above the huge and quiet "tomb", as ethereal as a mirage.
But at this moment, they are on the sea of this other world, in the dark night before dawn, just like the changing nebula in the outer space presented by the Halley telescope, the beauty is breathtaking. But I know that this "nebula" is not just a "smoke bomb" manipulated by Agares. The real threat lurks beneath the bewildering façade, like the merfolk themselves.
The sailors on the ship seemed to be really unaware of the potential danger, or they had been confused—they were all standing on the edge of the deck, looking down at the scene below the ship as if they were stupid, keeping their guns in their hands. He didn't move, but he shot alone, and he didn't seem to get any order to launch an attack. This should be because the mermaid who sneaked into the drainage compartment had already controlled the command compartment. I don't know if these plankton can emit some mysterious substance like ether, but they do make these marines a group of puppets who are hung by strings. Compared with the attack of the mermaids fifty years ago, this is really a bloodless battle, and the outcome is almost undisputed.
I held my breath and stared at the sea, only to see that as the plankton group surrounded the ship, its sailing speed slowed down, and finally it wobbled into the reef group and ran aground all of a sudden.
At this time, the navy seemed to wake up from a dream. Because the dragons had no leader, they retreated to the cabin in a panic. Some people were still waiting for orders in panic, some people had already fired shots in the chaos, and some people ran to the command cabin for help. Fried fresh meat was crackling and chaotic. However, no matter how hard they struggled, it was too late.
Shockingly, tens of thousands of mermaids suddenly burst out from under the "nebula", rushing towards the warship like a large group of meteorites attacking the earth, one by one emitting blue electric light. The bullets could not repel their attack at all, and the navy on the warship either resisted or fled in all directions, but was soon dragged into the water by the mermaids swarming up. It is no exaggeration to say that this scene is as terrifying as the locust crossing.
Beyond the astonishment, I felt a little uncomfortable witnessing this, more precisely, it made me suffer. Even though I know that I am the descendant and spouse of Agares, and I love him deeply without a doubt, my thoughts and views should all lean toward the mermaid tribe, and I should face all this from the standpoint of a mermaid. But it’s not the case, I can’t force myself not to feel conflicted about it, I can’t force my humanity to be stripped from my body, everything that I have as a human being, including being touched by what happens to my own kind. Because I am Desaro, whether as a college student or a small navy, my essence and nature are deeply rooted in my soul.
Just then, I saw the warship, a navy man about my age—a boy terrified of terror, retreating to the bow, surrounded by a group of mermaids. In desperation, he chose to shoot himself. The moment the blood spurted out of his head, my nerves trembled, and I quickly moved my eyes away to Agares.
He closed his eyes unmoved, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if immersed in the sense of victory in manipulating this plundering war, just like any supreme dictator.
I swam lightly into the stone forest, leaned against a rock, and took a few deep breaths.
It can be estimated with the naked eye that the number of mermaids far exceeds the number of navies, which will cause some mermaids to be unable to obtain their own spouses. Then, the scene of multiple mermaids competing for a human will inevitably be staged . As I thought about it, Da Vinci's tragic situation could not stop appearing in front of my eyes, and my heart throbbed. The whereabouts of this best friend of mine has been missing since we separated from me on Mermaid Island. It is conceivable that his chance of surviving is very slim. I hope he can live well in this time and space, and never have any intersection with me or mermaid clan.
"Desaro, what are you doing hiding here?"
Just when I was thinking wildly, Agares' low cry suddenly came from my ear, which startled me.
"It's nothing, I'm just not used to it..." I shook my head, trying to control my tone. I looked into the eyes of Agares. He was looking down at me. The shadow of his stalwart body blocked my sight, making it difficult for me to see his expression clearly, but a strange sense of fear surged in my chest for no reason. I couldn't help adding a few words, "I'm sorry, sir... Or, should I call you 'King'?"
As soon as the words fell, my chin was gently pinched by his webbed claws, his lips were close to my nose, and his eyes were dazzling, "King?... Desaro, did I hear wrong?" His tone seemed to have changed, as if he murmured with a hint of warning, "You should call me Agares, and only you can call me that. This is your privilege. You and my Subjects are different... get it? Also, them."
He glanced in the direction of the waterfall, with a serene smile on his lips. My breath tightened.
"There are far fewer humans on this warship than the mermaids, and I fear it will cause chaos, as it was on Mermaid Island back then. And I believe this attack was just a trial, and I remember the main warship being much larger than this one They will definitely launch more violent and new forms of attacks next, and this trap won’t last long.” I said vigorously, “We should leave as soon as possible. Human beings are stronger than you think, they dominate the earth, and the oceans are not It is not the territory they live on, but the land. The land can continuously provide combat power for the navy. There are many places in the human world that you have never set foot on, Agares. Once this war expands, it will be endless. Endlessly, until one of the mermaids and humans becomes extinct."
After speaking, I looked at Agares and took a deep breath.
He looked into my eyes and frowned thoughtfully.
My heart is beating very hard. I felt that my persuasion was almost provoking Agares. I threw what he lacked in front of him nakedly, pointing out the flaws of this cosmic king like a black hole that cannot be ignored, and his ambitious plans and plans. The evil consequences that ideals may bring. I don't want my lover to be the fascist leader of a mermaid clan. It may be too fussy and biased to describe him like this, but Agares is a dictator through and through, and he is the supreme leader of the mermaid world. But the fact is that absolute dictatorship tends to make those in power narrow and extreme, and I can't help worrying about it.
"We will leave here." Agares was silent for a while before he spoke, "After we transform the humans here into the same kind, we will expand the territory to the south. However, this war has already expanded, Desaro, Isn't it?"
"Yes, it has expanded..." I rubbed the space between my brows.
Agares is carrying out the plan to swallow the Atlantic Ocean step by step. In this short year, the power of the mermaids has expanded to every border of the Atlantic Ocean, and almost every important strait has been occupied—from Bering in the north to Germany in the east. Lake, west of Malacca, after he suffered heavy damage to the NATO naval alliance in the English Channel, it is conceivable that his next destination is probably the Strait of Gibraltar in the south, which is the entrance to the Mediterranean Sea.
He wanted to include the Mediterranean Sea, and the mermaid's territory would also expand from European waters to Asian and African waters. In other words, for humans, the mermaid threat spans half the world. Well, if the navies of Eurasian countries join forces to deal with the mermaids...
"As for the chaos... Desaro, after history has been changed, the order and civilization of Atlantis have been preserved, and we are not what we used to be."
Agares spoke in a low voice, and suddenly raised his webbed claws. I saw a few strands of his hair winding and twisting, and at the same time, in the picture on the waterfall, hundreds of mermaids dived towards the bottom of the warship, and in an instant the warship sailed towards the entrance of the strait. The deck was cleaned up, it didn't look like it had just suffered a plundering battle, but it looked like the navy was still in the cabin and ready to go. And I noticed that there was clearly a figure in the command module, but he was motionless, as if he was already dead. But in the eyes of those who don't know, there is almost nothing unusual about this warship.
Maybe Agares was going to implement a mermaid version of the Trojan horse trick? I suddenly thought of this, and my eyebrows twitched.
Because no matter what, the main warship will not bombard its own sub-ships from a long distance before they understand the situation, but when the sub-ships approach, the mermaids can launch a surprise attack, catching them by surprise.
Agares' tactics are too good to learn, is he self-taught? Or did such a territorial struggle also take place in Atlantis
Just as I was watching the warship going out of the strait and guessing, Agares suddenly grabbed my arm and led me to swim out of the waterfall and into the "tunnel" that looked like a space in the universe when I came. , He stretched out his arm, and a small luminous plankton like a devil fish floated slowly down from the top of the cave as if he heard a call, but it floated straight towards me. I looked at the strange thing in bewilderment, and reached out to touch its glowing skin. My palm touched the jelly-like cool touch, and it shrank its body as if shy, but wrapped around my waist, wrapped my lower body like a bath towel, and blinked a pair The small eyes on the back look like some naughty little pets.
"What the hell is this?" I couldn't help laughing out loud.
"To keep your body from being seen by mermaids other than me." Agares lowered his head and kissed my earlobe, and his webbed claws touched my butt through the "devil fish blanket". The small eyes on my waist gave him an angry look (which represented my reaction too).
"You've finally considered my clothes." I muttered, and I took this strange "underpants" around, but felt a slippery little tail sweep between my legs, "Hey!" I immediately grabbed The restless little thing stared at the small treacherous eyes on his waist and threatened, "You are clothes, so you have to make clothes obediently! Damn it, if you dare to call hooligans, I will turn you into food!"
Agares' face darkened, and the "bath towel" immediately curled up obediently in fright, as if it really turned into a pair of underwear, which was still triangular. Although the fact that this pair of underwear is glowing is a bit of a pain in the ass, it's at least a lot better than not wearing any clothes. Ah, my God, I'm finally done with being disheveled around this old pervert, or my ass is in danger anytime, anywhere.
As I was thinking this way, Agares suddenly stretched out his webbed claws, hugged my waist, and poked my "underpants" with his sharp nails, as if he was very jealous of its existence.
This guy, isn't he so possessive that he wants to compete with the "Devil Fish Brand" underwear he handpicked out
I clutched it tightly and glared at Agares, but he pressed against the stone wall and blocked my lips. A long wet kiss made me messy, and the underwear I just put on almost fell apart again. I slipped away under his attack, but luckily I grabbed that hooligan's little tail tightly.
"Suddenly dress me..." I gasped, struggled out from under his tongue, and scratched my head, "Where are we going?"
"Yes... My subjects cannot freely choose their spouses before I give an order." Agares lifted me on his back and led me to swim out of the stone forest.
"king… "
At this time, a high-pitched cry suddenly came from not far away, and with the sound of water from far to near, a figure swam towards us, and the face that surfaced immediately caught me by surprise. Purple eyes and sharp facial features, isn't that exactly...
"Hey, Ashura!" I couldn't help shouting out.
Asura stopped in front of us. He also showed a surprised expression when he saw me, but immediately lowered his head because of fear of Agares.
"Xuecun...is he still alive?" I held my breath and asked cautiously, my heart involuntarily hanging in my throat.
Asura nodded, the corners of his mouth seemed to bend slightly.
I took a long breath and couldn't help laughing. This pair of peerless lovers finally came together in this future where time and space have been changed.
"Zesati..." Asura's lips moved slightly, and a series of vibrating syllables came out from his throat, but I unexpectedly understood that it represented a name, "He disappeared suddenly... Just when we brought the human captives back When he was in the main lair, he said...he smelled another descendant belonging to you, and he was still on that human ship, and he wanted to bring your descendant back."
"Another descendant of mine? That can't exist." Agares snorted coldly, "That's just an excuse for him to escape from me to save his life. Go, catch him back. We must not let him Collusion with humans."
Asura made a short cry as if agreeing, plunged into the water, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Who is he, Agares?" A strange intuition arose in my heart, and I turned my head around his neck and asked. However, Agares didn't seem to hear it. The long fish tail under him swung and swam out of the stone forest with me on his back.