Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The Ocean Lord is benevolent and powerful.

In a palace in the ocean, a male mermaid sat in the center of the throne. He had a shimmering silver-white fish tail and gentle light-colored eyes.

Her entire body was as pure and holy as fresh snow on the winter solstice.

His long, silver hair, curly like seaweed, was tied back with gold ornaments. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree. He looked at the male tentacle fish in the center of the hall, a faint smile in his eyes. He was as elegant and refined as a jade tree.

"Are you also a descendant of the Sirens?"

You can tell from his long, silver hair.

The Sirens were the first sea lords in legend, but they were also lewd, so their descendants included all sorts of creatures: fish, turtles, seahorses, humans, and birds.

But without exception, every one of his descendants inherited his lustrous and beautiful silver hair.

The male tentacle fish in the center of the hall nodded.

The monarch held a scepter in his hand, smiled slightly, and looked down at the human female behind the tentacle fish, who was barely alive.

"If you are also a child of the Sirens, then you should understand the nature of humans. They are cunning and treacherous, and they are best at taking advantage of the weak to gain our sympathy. Their recklessness has brought devastating disasters to marine life."

The tentacle fish raised its face, its pupils trembling slightly: "She has never done anything to harm the ocean, she's even too cowardly to catch crabs. You must understand, not all humans are evil."

He humbly prostrated himself on the ground, burying his burned cheeks in his arms: "She was my companion, who stayed with me through the days when I was coerced by humans... I beg you, save her with the Heart of the Ocean."

The monarch's benevolent smile, seemingly offering salvation to all beings, appeared to be merely a mask; his eyes held no trace of compassion.

"Oh, then you should think this through even more carefully. Since you loved her so much, how did she hurt you to the point that you were so angry that you branded her as a slave?"

Victor was speechless: "..."

Slave marking, once marked, can never be changed.

The monarch was not surprised by his reaction, and rose with a sense of relief. The beautiful female mermaid respectfully stepped forward to help him up.

"I will have the greatest sea wizard treat her illness, but the Heart of the Ocean is the source of the ocean's energy, and it is invaluable. I will absolutely not allow humans to come into contact with it."

"She's lost her heart; without the regenerative abilities of the Heart of the Ocean, how could she possibly survive?!"

"Then you shouldn't be crying here, child. Cherish these last moments and say goodbye to her properly."

The tentacle fish's blood-stained fingernails dug into the floor of the hall. It slammed its head against the ground with a dull thud, and the monarch paused slightly in his departing steps.

He heard this infatuated tentacle fish, with its unpleasant voice polished by sandpaper, defying its superior.

"I beg you, merciful and powerful monarch... You cannot allow me to watch my companion's life slip away..."

"I've longed to return here since I was born, but your inaction in the face of death makes me question whether my faith has been reckless... Your compassion is even less than that of my critically injured human companion..."

His voice grew deeper and deeper as he spoke, like a poisoned knife hidden within.

The Heart of the Ocean grows in the heart of the deep sea, and the light it emits is full of life.

It can bring plants back to life, and it can even make a shark that's just a skeleton grow flesh and blood.

Only the Heart of the Ocean can allow Xia Yangyang to regrow her heart.

The monarch suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. For the first time in hundreds of years, a fellow human had appeared that triggered his dangerous intuition.

He turned around and met a pair of narrow, dark green eyes that were half-hidden, with thick eyebrows that exuded a chilling killing intent.

That was a desperate, all-or-nothing decision.

The monarch frowned in displeasure, his eyes showing disgust at being offended by a lower race: "What if I still refuse?"

"Then I have no choice but to defeat you, become the new Lord of the Ocean, and take her to the Heart of the Ocean."

The monarch gave a cold laugh: "This is your first time choosing a partner. You've experienced a few moments of pleasure through her body. That's not love; it's just an addiction, a morbid obsession that needs to be overcome."

He patted the female mermaid beside him on the shoulder, and the mermaid immediately understood and gracefully swam over to Victor.

She rubbed her ample breasts against his shoulder.

They then prostrated themselves, their voices ethereal and beautiful; only the most sincere and pure souls could remain unmoved by their songs.

The female mermaid's tongue licked the slippery tentacles from her waist and abdomen, flexible and supple.

A beautiful female is both gentle and shrewd, and also a scalpel.

Through his careful training, Mary was able to achieve her goals.

No one can escape her tenderness and passionate advances.

Seeing that Victor did not resist, the monarch nodded in satisfaction, resumed his benevolent demeanor, turned around, and ordered the rest of the attendants in the hall to turn around as well.

It was as if the disdain I had just expressed was all an illusion.

At that very moment, a crisp "crack" sound rang out from the main hall.

"Splash—thump!"

The singing stopped abruptly.

The group of mermaids turned around and saw the stunningly beautiful female mermaid thrown several meters away, her neck twisted, her eyes rolled back, and she lying motionless and dead on the floor.

When the monarch looked at Victor again, he was more than just shocked.

"You actually killed your innocent comrade for the sake of a human?!"

Victor looked puzzled: "I've never met her, and I have no feelings for her. How can we talk about being companions? Besides, my actions were out of loyalty to my partner, which is commendable."

The monarch gripped his scepter tightly, the ruby ​​at its tip gleaming brightly.

All things have a spirit; how easy is it for something to grow for ten or a hundred years...?

What a ruthless and indifferent heart this is.

"Aren't you afraid of going to hell after death, or being cursed in your next life?"

"If Yangyang dies, my world will be hell every moment."

The monarch came to his senses and realized that an extremely dangerous situation was growing wildly in an irreversible manner.

He said in a somber tone, "Since ancient times, all that humanity has brought to the ocean has been disaster."

Victor raised his eyes, his obsession growing wildly like weeds in the darkness.

"She is not a calamity, she is an auspicious omen."