MTL - The Fallen Merman-Chapter 220

The engineers entered the ship's power compartment to maintain the engine damaged by the plesiosaur. After a while, the ship restarted and moved towards the nearest aphid pier, in order to **** the fishermen on board ashore.

Rimbaud was sitting on the railing of the ship of the PBB Shark Troop, holding a beer can issued by the crew, looking at the sea level in the distance, the fish tail hung long under the hull, Wei Lan also took a listen The beer leaned against the railing, and touched the can in Rimbaud's hand with the can: "Thank you for your help, big brother."

Rimbaud tilted his head slightly to look at him: "Where is the child I threw to you."

Wei Lan held up the beer can and pointed to the water refrigerator not far away for cold beer. The little mermaid baby was happily thrashing among the beer cans, with its mouth wide open with only one baby tooth.

The wounded mermaids were resting on the deck at this time. When the logistics soldiers distributed lunch boxes to the civilians, they also distributed a copy to each of them. The mermaids were all vigilant and cautiously took the tinfoil box with both hands. the sound of eating.

For the rest of their lives, the fishermen held their lunch boxes in fear. After eating two bites, they couldn't help choking. They wiped their tears with their salty sleeves. of salt stained their arms and rain boots.

An old man wiped the tears on his face with his hands and looked at the wreckage of the smashed fishing boat floating on the sea. In addition to being a wharf city with developed transportation and trade, Aphid City is also rich in premium seafood. The annual seafood import and export volume Surprisingly, many hard-to-catch seafood depend on these fishermen to go to the sea to find them. Many people have been engaged in fishing for generations, and a well-machined fishing boat is an asset as expensive as a house for them.

A while ago, the sea was closed to the sea by aphids, and the IOA allocated a huge sum of money as subsidies for coastal fishermen, but they could not live on these meager subsidies. Looking up, the days when there was no way out was scary.

Although they saved a life, the fishermen were not happy and looked sad.

The old man was still worried about the girl getting married this year, and the old couple wanted to give the dowry a good car. When they didn't know how to explain it when they got home, a wet and cold sharp finger touched him lightly.

The old man raised his head and met the mermaid's dull, confused face. The mermaid rested his hands on the ground, tilted his head to look at him, pointed to the lunch box in his hand, and the emerald-like fish tail gently tapped the deck.

"kimo, jijimuajeo? (do you eat

The old man handed him the lunch box in his hand and was swallowed by the mermaid attached to the tinfoil box.

The mermaid hiccupped and asked him, "kimo, glarbowei? (why are you sad

The old man didn't understand either, and shook his head helplessly.

The merman pointed to his eyes: "kimo, slam slap."

The old man was even more confused.

After half an hour of ineffective communication, the old man smiled helplessly and stroked the merman's hair: "I'm so stupid, I've been chatting with animals."

The mermaid finally felt that he understood what he meant, climbed up the railing, called back a few times, and plunged into the sea. His companions heard the call and jumped down one after another. The colorful fish tails slapped splashes on the sea.

Fifteen minutes later, the green-tailed mermaid first popped its head, holding a mass of water plants in its mouth, crawling up the hull with sharp claws in both hands, crawling back to the deck wetly, and spitting the dirty water plants in front of the old man.

The old man opened the dirty and slippery water plants with trembling hands, and his eyes widened suddenly, revealing the gold and fine gems inside.

The mermaids came up one after another with water plants wrapped in treasures in their mouths, and vomited in front of the military doctors and fishermen who had treated their injuries. People were stunned.

Wei Lan also opened his mouth in surprise, picked up the walkie-talkie and instructed the military doctors not to accept expensive gifts, then turned around and asked Lan Bo, "Is it okay for them to send so many things?"

"It's all garbage picked up from the sunken ship, just accept it." Lan Bo didn't care about those things, he took the pistol from Wei Lan's waist, removed the silencer, and fired a shot into the sky.

The fishermen hugged their heads and screamed, and the mermaids were also frightened. Rimbaud fired five shots in a row. The frightened mermaids jumped back into the sea from the deck and fled in all directions.

"I'll do this when I see a mermaid in the future." Rimbaud threw the pistol back to Wei Lan, "They're stupid and can't tell the difference between good and bad people, so don't give them the illusion that humans are easy to get along with, understand."

Wei Lan caught his gun, pursed his lips and nodded. He leaned back to the railing and took a sip of beer: "Don't worry, if they encounter trouble in the future, just ask our maritime patrol team for help."

After sailing for nearly two hours, the ship could vaguely see the outline of the city. During this period, it met a rescue boat team that came to support. The crisis on their side had been lifted, and the rescue boat went to search for trapped fishermen in other waters.

It was late, and the calm sea reflected the dark night sky. Rimbaud was very sleepy. He wanted to doze off even more when the cold sea breeze blew. The exhaustion struck. Rimbaud wrapped the railing with the tip of his tail and lowered his head for a nap.

The calm sea suddenly surged undercurrents, and Rimbaud sensed the strangeness of the sea, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The sea beneath the ship seemed to freeze, and a layer of smooth mirror surface was instantly spread out like a cold current, and the mirror surface reflected the starlight in the sky.

A pitch-black ghost hand rushed out of the mirror, grabbed the tip of Rimbaud's fish tail and dragged it downward. Rimbaud was startled, and slammed the fish tail away from the long and narrow ghost hand.

The ghost hand also quickly retracted like an electric shock.

There are more than one ghost hand, floating and climbing up like crazy seaweed, scratching deep grooves on the steel hull of the ship, making a harsh scratching sound that makes one's teeth go soft.

"Eternal undead." Rimbaud stared at the mirrored sea, looking for the shadow of the undead.

The alarm bell rang loudly on the ship, and the crew members resting on the deck suddenly woke up. They quickly put on their equipment and grabbed their rifles and lined up neatly. In the center, medics and logisticians were in the cabin to protect the immobile wounded.

Suddenly, a fully armed soldier screamed, a ghost hand suddenly attacked, grabbed his collar, and dragged the man off the ship. The soldier fell from the highest deck, but did not fall into it. In the water, it smashed heavily on the mirror surface formed by the sea water, the head exploded, the plasma splashed on the mirror surface, and the corpse was wrapped and swallowed by countless ghost hands and pulled into the mirror.

The sea water solidified, the ship's navigation was blocked, and the speed slowed down to the naked eye. Rimbaud couldn't draw out the water to temper it into a weapon. Wei Lan leaned on him vigilantly and handed him a scar-l rifle.

"Don't resist, escape." Rimbaud grabbed his rifle, and the fishtail swept the soldiers around him to the center of the deck, "He is not something you can contend with."

Wei Lan saw that Lan Bo's face changed, and his indifferent expression became extremely serious. As if he was facing a big enemy, it was terrifying to be able to let such an omega talk about a discolored opponent. Their understanding of the immortal undead of the experimental subject is still on paper, and no one has played against such an experimental subject whose deterioration stage is out of control.

Rimbaud lowered his head and looked into the mirror, the clean mirror reflected his reflection, his cold and handsome face slowly rotted, and the rotten flesh melted horribly and fell off the bones.

This kind of trick is not enough to make Rimbaud have any sense of fear.

However, Rimbaud looked through the depths of the mirror and saw that many swimming fish had become skeletons, and the fish that approached this area had become ghost skeletons swimming around in the mirror strangely.

This immediately angered Rimbaud. He supported the railing with one hand and flipped off the ship. When he landed, the electromagnetic buzzing buffered. When he touched the mirror surface, thousands of ghost hands crawling upwards retreated from Rimbaud's side like ants. open.

Rimbaud's fish tail was raised high, and he slapped it down with dazzling lightning. A chaotic thunder blasted on the mirror surface, and the sturdy mirror surface was split into a crack.

The sea water gushed out from the crack, and Rimbaud drew the sea water to form a hydrated steel light machine gun. The deafening sound of gunfire chased the black shadow floating in the mirror.

The sea water fell like a torrential rain, the dense water mist dispersed, and there was a ghost in a white cloth in the air. The ghost painted a smiling face and gave a psychedelic smirk.

Rimbaud soaked in the water, looked up at him, and asked softly, "What on earth are you trying to do?"

The undead loomed in the air, swaying, and the shrill voice was half-smiling: "Did you give those stupid fish any orders, as long as I get close to the sea, they will chase me desperately."

"My order," Rimbaud said.

"Then I can only solve you first, and then I can hurry."

"If you have the ability, you can try." Although Rimbaud raised his head, he gave him only contempt.

The undead burst into a burst of laughter: "I won't fight you, there is always someone who can control you."

He raised a hand, holding a white and lustrous pearl in his hand, and then threw the pearl into the sea heavily, grabbed the white cloth on his body and tore it, and threw it down with the pearl.

The pearl was covered by a white cloth, and the moment it fell into the water, the white fish tail stretched out, and a pair of blue eyes sparkled in the middle of the night.

Under the control of the undead cloak, the pearl appeared in the form of a full-mimicry humanoid summoning body, and after entering the water, it returned to half of the body's albino devil fish juvenile form.

There is also a bright scale on the tail of the boy's fish, which symbolizes a siren, and it appears and disappears in the darkness.

Rimbaud looked at him and shook his head gently: "kimonowa (you can't)."

The boy also looked at him dully, stagnant, his lips parted quiveringly, and he stepped back helplessly.

The undead was happy to watch this good show. There was a sudden wave of fluctuations in his body. The ripples and tremors of the wave hit the pearl boy. The boy's eyes suddenly lost focus. .

As an M2 ability, his hydrated steel has a higher capacity range than Rimbaud's associated ability hydrated steel. The hydrated steel fragments can cause a large range of damage, and the weapon form is switched very quickly. After the two rocket launchers are fired, they are instantly changed. Become a transparent Gatling.

Rimbaud couldn't get close to him, he could only look for opportunities in the gap to avoid the shells and bullets. Gatling's speed of fire was fast. The bullets were dense, and the bullets were all formed of hydrated steel. All slowed down.

He dived into the water and saw that the child's white and lustrous fish tail was shimmering, and the siren scales on his body attracted the surrounding aquatic animals to gather and approach, but all the attracted fishes only got close to the child for a certain distance, and the flesh and blood on his body would disappear. It will fall off its skeleton and become a swimming fishbone skeleton.

There were more and more skeleton fish around the boy, everyone was tricked by the siren's scale, and then died silently in his breath.

The teenager turned his head, saw the towering ship beside him, and looked at his hands.

After the transformation of the experimental body, the battle chip made him familiar with the core drawings of armament weapons. He held up a bucket of sea water and sprinkled it into the sky. The sea water was attracted by him, gathered, and rose.

The sea water formed a huge vortex, the water level had a short-term downward trend, the ship swayed violently, the soldiers on the deck staggered, watching a transparent hydrated steel ship slowly rise from the sea in front of it, and the power room of the inner cabin was clear. It can be seen that the skeleton fish bones that were sucked into the hydrated steel by the sea water were also cast into the ship, and they slowly swam in the transparent steel outer wall of the ship.

The undead sat on the ghost ship and giggled from time to time.

Rimbaud stared blankly at a transparent ship rising from the ground, and the dense skeleton skeleton was cast in it, like a ghost corpse box.

He clutched his left chest and felt even more pain in his heart.

The continuous battle has bottomed out his energy consumption. He wants to use his A3 ability, but his glands are already hot and can no longer be overdrawn. At this time, he is facing the eternal undead and a siren who has been manipulated by cao at the same time. Heir, Rimbaud closed his eyes.

There were too many dead fish, and the souls gathered together to form a dead sea heart rock, which flowed into the hands of the young man and stretched into a black knife.

A baby's cry broke the stalemate of the confrontation, and the golden mermaid baby twisted its chubby body and crawled out of the water tank where the beer was stored, babbled and groaned and crawled in the direction of the pearl boy.

Because the boy has siren scales, the mermaid baby will be close to him. Siren is the mother of the sea and guards all life in the water. Aquatic animals have an instinctive dependence on siren.

Wei Lan had already rushed towards the baby and jumped, but he was still a step too late. He threw himself in the air, and the baby fell directly from the gap between the railings.

Rimbaud turned into a blue lightning bolt in the water, disappeared from its original position, and appeared under the ship in an instant, jumped up from the water to catch the baby with both hands, and then fell back into the water.

"It's alright." Rimbaud lowered his head to comfort, releasing a soothing pheromone to soothe the frightened baby.

The baby didn't cry, didn't struggle, and the short golden fish tail didn't shake anymore, surprisingly good.

Rimbaud's gaze moved down, but he saw only a patch of blood red. A dark knife stabbed the baby's tender body, blood spurting outward.

His heart trembled, his fingertips pressed against the soft back of the baby's heart, and the tiny throbbing disappeared.

Rimbaud froze for a while, only to realize that the black knife had pierced through his back and broke out of his chest.

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