The water quality here is getting better and better.

What should have been an excellent viewpoint is now filled with the lingering smell of blood, and the bustling Upper Town market looks no better than the silent waterway.

A broken jade-colored coral pillar, shattered crystal floor tiles...

Various colorful exotic goods and local specialty 'fruits' rolled all over the ground and were trampled to pieces. Carlos looked at them with pity.

"On the distant blue planet M79, there is a legendary organization called the Benevolent Society..."

Nathan slowed down his speech, and Pique listened attentively.

"The leader is a great hero who usually rides around the world on a giant beast with a sun hanging from its horn. When he encounters a bullying fish, he glows with white light..."

He made a "beep beep beep" gesture with a sharp expression:

"With a whoosh, all the bad fish turned into bubbles."

No matter where you are.

The Superman vs. Monster formula is more than enough to appeal to teenagers with dreams of becoming heroes.

"That's so cool..."

Pique's face was full of admiration and longing.

"I wish our Deep Blue Kingdom had a hero like that!"

"What?" Nathan nimbly spun around. "Aren't the guards of the Deep Blue Kingdom doing their job?"

The little mermaid shook her head, then immediately nodded.

"No...the guards were all very nice...but..."

Nathan looked at him encouragingly.

......

With her ability to talk to fish and her charming face, she completely disarmed the naive sixty-year-old in less than ten minutes.

Incidentally, they also pieced together some secrets about the upper class of the Deep Blue Kingdom from their conversation.

In the Deep Blue Kingdom.

A large portion of the fish firmly believe in one principle:

The closer a bloodline's appearance is to that of a land-dweller, the weaker it is; therefore, this bloodline should be eliminated.

Therefore, I strongly oppose marriage with humanoid mermaids.

Especially the royal family.

Little Pick, Rose, and Dean's parents, on the other hand, were kinship-oriented and believed that wisdom was more useful than scales and claws.

This is precisely why, after the incident at the Abyss Rift Prison, the extremists, who had a stronger voice and greater influence at the top, deliberately isolated them.

The group exchanged glances, all understanding the situation—

The appearance of man-eating spiders there might not necessarily be bad luck for the Pique family.

Although the species are different...

But the power games of forming cliques and eliminating dissidents are all pretty much the same.

Behind.

Aurora, leading Rose, glanced disdainfully at the two swimming side by side.

To avoid being exposed on the way to the palace, Carlos, like Sean, put a cloth bag over his head. Now, with the two masked bandits together, coupled with his furtive manner...

If Sean hadn't been stiffly holding that little mermaid, he would have been called to the police just walking down the street on Earth.

"Feed... I mean, Carlos..."

Ivan asked curiously:

"That kid, Pick, said he's sixty... And you? How old are you?"

"Let me calculate."

Carlos actually started counting on his fingers, "As for the exact age... I don't know."

Because he had no idea when he was born.

"After this year, I should be... around 120 years old!"

"..."

Ivan's henchman slapped Carlos on the back, nearly sending the 120-year-old young fish shoving into the seaweed.

"Where we're from, people who live to be 120 are considered very clever."

He joked:

"You're such a coward, as timid as a clam."

Carlos flexed his aching shoulders and protested softly, "We grow slowly. By your lifespan calculations, I'm in my prime right now..."

"Hmph." Sean scoffed. "Don't use race as a fig leaf. I, Sean... Ugly Duckling, am already a leader at your age, okay?!"

The green-haired mermaid shut up—

We can't beat any of them.

His music can only intervene in mental manipulation or evoke positive emotions.

The casual conversation didn't last long, as the water flow ahead suddenly became extremely turbulent.

They moved closer to the direction in which the water waves were propagating.

The dense sounds of rockets and clashing metal grew louder and louder.

At the end of the market,

The two groups of people were locked in a fierce battle.

On one side were guards dressed in the standard armor of the Deep Blue Kingdom, their formation crumbling and retreating in disarray.

And on the other side,

They were a group of guys with haphazardly shaped bodies, who looked like fugitives.

In the very center of the battle circle,

One guy with a severely protruding chin stood out.

His cheeks swelled up like balloons, and high-pressure water bullets shot out from his pouting mouth in rapid succession, all while he brandished a trident.

So that's how the sound of a firework comes about...

And opposite him,

It was an extremely large crab-shaped mermaid covered in black steel hairs, with two claws as big as the hood of a small car.

The high-speed water jets struck the crab shell, producing a clanging sound.

Aside from knocking off a few black hairs and occasionally leaving a pit on its thorax, most of the damage is covered by its two large claws.

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's been forty years, and this is all the Deep Blue Guard is capable of now?"

After enduring three bullets, the crab-mermaid clamped onto the opponent's trident and roared with arrogance:

"Even when I gave these crabs a generous gift, they complained the water pressure wasn't high enough for a bath!"

The giant claw swept across.

The Deep Blue Guard's third captain's weapon was caught in the grip, and he couldn't dodge in time. The whole fish groaned and flew backward, crashing through three coral pillars before finally stopping.

With their captain gone, the guards were filled with despair.

The fugitives let out excited screams and brandished various weapons, trying to take down all the remaining soldiers in one fell swoop.

The defeat is set.

Triggerfish Captain Three vomited a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up.

The crab, laden with arrogance, swaggered sideways past.

"Click—"

The trident was snapped in two, and then the claw, powerful enough to cleave deep-sea steel, was raised high, threatening to tear him, armor and bones, in two.

A long, dark green blade slashed into the battle.

There was no warning such as "Stop!"

There was no scene where people made threats like "I'm going to kill you."

Before the crab could react, a flash of silver light appeared and a mermaid was right in front of it.

The blade tip precisely pierced the gap connecting the giant claw to the body, and then twisted it.

A transparent body fluid sprayed out in a fan shape.

The giant claw, about the size of a car hood, detached from the body and fell onto the crystal floor tiles.

have to say,

The Raven's healing abilities make it incredibly effective against arthropods... no, I mean, a miracle cure!

Every joint and gap in the shell is a weak point.

"Li li li—!!!"

The lavish crab let out a mournful scream, swinging its remaining right pincers, trying to crush the attacker in front of it.

"The accuracy is terrible."

With a flick of its tail, it deftly ducked to avoid the attack, the entire fish sliding downwards. [Raven] transformed into a soft sword and swept it away, severing all four of its segmented legs in one fell swoop.

The generous crab slumped to the side and fell next to Captain Trigger, too pained to even scream.

How pitiful.

With a single, cunning stab, he plunged the knife directly into the heart of the humanoid body that was carefully protected behind its shell, ending the man's suffering.

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