Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

"What are you grinning about?"

Despite being captured, the humans showed no panic as expected, which greatly annoyed the black witch who was trying to appear arrogant: "Aren't you afraid I'll turn you into... a sea anemone? A jellyfish? An ugly lanternfish?"

"I'm overjoyed that the hero who saved the land and sea is standing before me, so what's wrong with laughing?"

"ha?"

When she woke up from her coma, she was furious and sent the manta rays to catch people. It was a disgrace to be tricked by a human!

The longer the human female stared at her, the brighter her eyes became, and her murmurs seemed to be directed at her.

"With your mastery of both ancient and modern techniques, unparalleled combat prowess, high moral character, and magical abilities... who could be more suitable to save the current situation than you?"

What is she saying?

"Woo—" The blue whale's ethereal and mournful cry rang out, drawing the black witch's attention to her feet.

Her gaze followed the eerie long queue, extending to the deep blue "mountain range".

"This is……"

"Human torpedoes," Xia Yangyang replied.

The Black Witch looked at her with a complicated expression, and Xia Yangyang was finally able to tell her everything she knew.

When it comes to the ocean, the Black Witch cares more about it than she does. Ocean monarchs have come and gone over the centuries, but over the millennia, she has remained the eternal guardian of this azure sea.

After listening, the Black Witch raised an eyebrow: "You're quite good at making up stories."

The black tentacles suddenly withdrew, and Xia Yangyang fell to the ground before she could react. The sharp pain in her chest made her hunch over, but her eyes still burned with a bright light.

"You don't believe me, but soon the story will become the truth."

The black witch narrowed her eyes, their gazes locked, sparks seemingly flying between them.

Suddenly, black light gathered in the black witch's hand, forming a slender scepter with a white diamond at the top.

A string of ancient incantations flew from those parting red lips, seemingly originating from the depths of the vast ocean, intricately intertwined with mysterious ancient power.

The ocean current lifted their long hair, making it fly!

A white light flew out from the top of the scepter in all directions, and wherever it went, time stood still and the sea water froze.

The blue whale's mouth, which seemed to be swallowing and spitting out seawater, was half-open; the mermaid's beautiful, silky tail rippled and slumped; and a starfish's pointed tip stood upright in the sand.

The Black Witch looked a bit older: "I can only freeze them for two hours."

The two hours were actually an exaggeration; her magic was always a one-on-one contract, and this was the first time she had used it on such a large scale.

She was unsure whether the effects were consistent.

Xia Yangyang looked up, her eyes brimming with admiration: "Thank you, that's enough."

Having said that, she was about to climb the lanternfish when she felt a weight on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw the black witch's hands, stained with cardamom, with wrinkles and brown spots.

"I will bring back the Heart of the Ocean, even if it means death," the Black Witch reiterated.

Xia Yangyang placed her hand on the back of her hand and pressed down hard: "I will bring back the Heart of the Ocean even if it means death."

The black witch tilted her head and smiled.

She found this human to be truly amazing; there was always a kind of composure about her, like a sword sheathed and its sharpness concealed, a maturity that was far beyond her years, a maturity that was always ready to sacrifice herself.

"Do you know where we're going?" she asked.

"I know." Xia Yangyang thought of the bloody hole in Ian's chest.

"That place is on my mind."

The surrounding scenery was stretched and stretched into long strands. Xia Yangyang's legs went weak and she stepped into a time-space black hole. The world spun around her, and she saw bizarre and wonderful things.

Before long, my feet touched a patch of solid white ground, and the dizziness disappeared.

The air conditioning in the military base felt like a warm spring breeze on her.

She opened her eyes, her cool, light brown gaze icy.

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All the researchers present were stunned by this "Victor" who had fallen from the sky.

They instinctively looked at the mechanical platform, where the mutated tentacle monster that had been trapped had now transformed into a girl in a blue dress.

The "girl" was covered in blood and gore, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and she stared at the hanging pocket watch. Only her face was recognizable.

"Second-generation mother 10086?! How could it have become her!" The eldest brother recognized her, his eyes filled with more than just astonishment.

The engineer at the monitoring station also took off his headset and shouted, "Doctor! Senior Brother! There's an unexpected situation! The fish swarm has stopped approaching the torpedo reactor!"

The chaos came suddenly, but the well-trained special forces soldiers were the first to react, picking up their machine guns and firing a burst at "Victor's" position.

A hail of bullets filled the air in an instant, and the military base fell into a deathly silence. Special forces soldiers, guns at the ready, approached step by step.

"Beep—!" The green button to deactivate the robotic arm was slammed down by a snow-white fist.

The "girl" on the mechanical platform fell to the ground like a tattered rag.

The special forces soldiers quickly turned their guns around and fired another burst of fire.

Mechanical sounds came from the ceiling, and dozens of spare mechanical arms, like snakes released from their cages, attacked "Victor". They were like a combination of biological and mechanical things, with their tops resembling three-petaled flowers, and their interiors filled with sharp fangs.

This time, Victor didn't seem to want to fight; he dodged quickly and his target was clear.

He smashed the incubator behind the female PhD student with a single punch, and pulled the sleeping, frail little fish into his arms.

A robotic arm bit his arm from behind. He grabbed the arm by its seven-inch mark and tore it apart out of thin air. Sparks crackled and crackled, mingling with the smell of burnt flesh.

"Mommy..." The little one opened his light-colored eyes a crack and murmured through his parted lips.

Her small hand gripped the front of her clothes, seemingly unaffected by the illusion created by the skill, and she saw Xia Yangyang's face.

A reassuring smile appeared on her face, which was on the verge of death.

"I'm giving your heart back to you..."

Xia Yangyang's pupils suddenly trembled. Ian? What nonsense is he talking about? No... how does he know about the heart?

"Victor" raised his head, his eerie green vertical pupils staring intently at the female doctor, who was already surrounded by heavy weaponry, protecting her at the core.

She tilted her head slightly, her sexy red wavy hair falling to one side, scrutinizing "Victor" in front of her, seemingly deep in thought.

System: [Break that pocket watch to break the hypnosis!]

Xia Yangyang: [Okay.]

Xia Yangyang, clad in her speed shoes, moved as fast as lightning, disappearing from her spot. Within seconds, the female PhD student's protective circle was cleared by the rapidly moving figure.

She struck with extreme ferocity, kicking the female PhD student's wrist in a fit of rage.

A cry of pain rang in her ears, and the bronze pocket watch flew out. She caught it with one hand, held it in her palm, and crushed it.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—!"

The glass shards of the pocket watch in his hand, mixed with blood, dripped onto the ground.

Xia Yangyang's ears were ringing. She slowly looked down at her waist and abdomen, where seven or eight bloody holes were gushing blood.

Behind her, the female PhD student's left hand was emitting gun smoke.

But it wasn't a hand at all; it was a wrist with a smooth cross-section, a modified embedded spear.

"You are not Victor." The female doctor's smooth glasses gleamed. "Where is the real Victor?"

Dark clouds rolled in and thunder roared above the military base. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, illuminating the tentacles that had awakened and were writhing on the ground, and the rising mountains.

Purple-gold lightning crackled and coiled around the tentacles.

A broken and hoarse voice rang out, as if it had been polished over a long period of time—

"Here it is."