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The first floor of the priest's tower was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Renyi and Klaus stood peacefully before the six-armed statue.

Actually, we had no other options.

The engineers had just carried out a thorough and restrained sabotage of the "suspicious" areas, while the captain, adhering to the classic formula of Blue Planet suspense films, meticulously removed each embedded pearl, mural, and fixed facility from the walls...

"It's no use!"

Klaus turned the Newton back into a wrench shape and said regretfully.

"There might be space underneath, but we can't just destroy it..."

He stared at the statue, lost in thought.

The statue was crudely made; its face was not even carved, and its six arms each held a stone "ritual implement" that was attached to it.

Small box, wooden stick, ball, ring, dagger...

Only the lower left arm was empty, with the palm facing upwards and slightly extended forward.

It makes you want to hang something on it.

"Klaus, you said..."

He pointed at the statue casually and half-jokingly remarked.

"Have we complicated the issue?"

"Even the craftsmanship of the statues is so rough, and they can't even put together six weapons. How can you expect them to create a voice-controlled, fully automatic system or a Lu Ban flying fish formation?"

Perhaps we could forcibly elevate the intelligence of these indigenous peoples by applying the experiences of Earth...

Is it a complete waste of time?

Renyi sighed, swam a little closer, reached out and grasped the statue's outstretched stone hand, politely shaking it up and down twice.

"hello."

Then he turned to Klaus and said, "Look, he's left-handed—"

Click.

A faint, crisp snapping sound rang out.

Klaus had just widened his eyes and hadn't even had a chance to complain about this low-class and tasteless mechanism when the four floor tiles in front of the statue suddenly sprang to the sides.

There are no passageways or elevators; it's practically a straight, vertical floodgate.

A powerful, unscrupulous suction force suddenly erupted.

"Holy crap—!"

Ren Yi only had time to scoop up Xiao Jiu, who was still crawling around on the statue, before he was sucked in headfirst by the two chapters and the fish.

Click.

With another crisp sound, the floor tiles closed perfectly.

The priest's tower returned to tranquility.

......

Ivan, perched atop the "Volcano Brand Soup," kept wiping away sweat, enjoying the melon seeds with a bittersweet mix of pain and pleasure.

"The final journey?"

Viya tilted her head, her golden-brown eyes reflecting the orange-red lava.

On their usually innocent and naive faces, there was a strange, fervent smile.

She gently untied the ribbon of her pink cloak.

The cloak slipped down.

Rhys's initially puzzled gaze suddenly narrowed when he saw the package in her hand—

That is......

Last night she brought the package containing the "Angry Troublemaker"!

Riseben struggled for a moment, the rattling of the metal chains reminding her that she was bound, so she stopped moving.

"Viya, are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy, sister, it's the world that's crazy."

Viya swam forward two inches, her movements as gentle as ever.

"I... simply understood the true meaning of life!"

She glanced around at the sirens whispering among themselves, or the various mermaids pointing and whispering because of Carlos's farce earlier.

"Don't you guys think that living like this is pretty meaningless?"

"..."

The way Bu Luona looked at Viya was no different from how she looked at a dehydrated sea cucumber.

What nonsense are you spouting?

She impatiently raised her chin and waved to the Golden Guard:

"You spend your days weaving flower wreaths and chasing seahorses, living in an ivory tower... and now you're here discussing the true meaning of life with me?"

"...Please escort the Second Princess away, and while you're at it, find a doctor to examine her brain!"

Seeing several guards approaching, Riseben no longer bothered to hide.

Break free from the chains and stop Brona:

"Wait, she's holding a whole bag of over a dozen sea urchins!"

The water flow stopped at that moment.

The guards, who had just been menacing and ready to seize someone, abruptly withdrew their outstretched halberds.

Sea urchins? A dozen or so?!

Brona knew all too well the power of this thing; don't forget they were in an active volcano!

Let alone a dozen or so...

Even just two or three of them would be enough to collapse the crater, causing seawater to flood in and the volcano to erupt, turning everyone into boiled live fish.

"Are you...are you crazy?!"

Viya, however, appeared very calm.

"For the throne, you schemed against your own blood relatives and recruited vicious villains like the Shak; nobles exploited each other for power and wealth; commoners betrayed each other and sold their dignity in order to live a better life."

It seemed that the pent-up emotions that had been hidden for many years and had no one to confide in had finally found an outlet.

Viya recounted the story with eyes full of sorrow:

"After my mother died... I read through all the books in the study of the priest's tower... The high priest told me that they were records of civilization from another world."

"They invented weapons that can instantly vaporize an entire ocean area, euphemistically calling it 'peaceful deterrence'; they stuffed their own kind into metal boxes and released poison gas; in their struggle for resources, they left the oceans filled with pollutants and corpses."

She sighed softly and concluded:

"Sirens, mermaids, and humans are really not that different... They are evil to the core."

This is heading...

Why does it feel like this second princess has been given the script to be a world-destroying villain?!

Ivan thought to himself.

Meanwhile, the viewers in the live stream shared similar thoughts:

[But...but there are also many wonderful things!]

[The exam just included a sentence: Truth, taken one step further, becomes falsehood.]

[Upstairs, I just saw a quote—prejudice is further from the truth than ignorance!]

[Comrade!]

[Comrade!]

Viya ignored everything else, only lowering her eyes, like a devout believer reciting scriptures.

"From the moment life is born, greed is etched into its genes."

She held up the package.

"The High Priest is right... The mermaid's soul has long been tainted by the mire of the abyss, and can never be cleansed. There is only one way to end the suffering and sin—"

"Purify. Then press the restart button!"

Viya's clear eyes revealed an extremely pure emotion:

"Shall we all start from zero?"

Brona felt her blood pressure had skyrocketed to the top of her head.

"High Priest! High Priest?!"

"High Priest! What kind of bewitching potion did you give her?"

No one responded.

The ocean current swept over the tall pearl chair, causing the wide white cloak to sway twice.

Brona swam over and ripped off the gorgeous fabric, along with the pure gold mask, which fell slowly with a "clang" after losing its support.

"They ran away?"

"The teacher may have already merged with the abyss."

Viya's eyes revealed a sense of relief:

"Soon, all evil will come to an end!"

"Let's do it!"

Riseben and Ivan lunged at Viya together.

Just as Ivan was about to grab the abandoned package, a row of white figures blocked his way.

They were the white-robed priests who had been standing quietly on the execution platform!

late.

Viya looked at her younger sister rushing towards her and gave her an apologetic and relieved smile.

It dispersed under the influence of buoyancy and heat waves.

A dozen or so dark "sea urchins" broke free of their restraints and drifted leisurely into the bubbling lava.