Chapter 339 The Ancestor Resurrected from the Dead
It's pretty much what I planned...
From the moment he realized that the token Granny Li had given him was actually a treasure of the Deep Blue Kingdom, Ren Yi had already taken into account the usefulness and weakness of this sea monster.
Of course, he did this not to do anything bad.
He simply wanted to leave himself and his team a safe escape route in a desperate situation where force could not guarantee their lives.
Here
Although Arthur's condition had stabilized, there was no joy on his face, only an almost obsessive stubbornness.
He weakly raised his hand and pushed the gem away.
"No......"
Granny Li, suspended in mid-air, no longer fluttered her black robes. Her amber vertical pupils stared unblinkingly at Arthur, her gaze as complex as the deep sea.
"Use it."
Arthur, who had just caught his breath, still stubbornly shook his head.
Then it dawned on me—
He doesn't recognize this fish either!
His gaze passed over Renyi and landed on the hunched figure. He asked in confusion:
"......Who are you?"
Grandma Li: "..."
My feelings are complicated.
She looked at Arthur, who was struggling on the verge of collapse, and glanced at Renyi to the side.
The little silver-tailed creature seemed frightened, looking quite apprehensive. When she looked over, it gave her a fawning smile.
...Alright, at least knowing that broken stone was a treasure didn't tempt me.
Observe the changes in Grandma Li's expression.
As you can tell, the thunderstorm warning has been lifted for today, and the rest...
Is it for a large family?
Thinking this, he stepped back half a meter to the side, intending to return to his viewing seat, but Arthur grabbed him.
"Take...take it away..."
The king, panting heavily, pushed the jewel back into Renyi's hand.
Grandma Li swam forward.
"stop!"
Fakyu stepped forward and dutifully stood in front of Arthur. Although he had never seen the old woman before, her move just now was no joke.
"Step back."
With just two words, a surge of water swept the Fuck Squid and its adamantine trident away, leaving the entire fish stuck to the broken coral wall, unable to move.
With such terrifying strength, who can stop them?
The old woman swam up to King Arthur and stretched out her withered, sharp claws.
Risburn nervously tried to step forward, but found that the surrounding water flow had frozen, making it impossible to move at all.
but......
The withered claws didn't reach for his neck or other vital areas, but instead stopped on his head—
"Thump."
A sharp rap on the head.
The blow was so solid that all the fish present heard it.
Arthur was stunned by the attack.
He, the mighty King of Deep Blue, was surrounded by three such wretched old, weak, sick, and disabled people, almost dying, how could he still get beaten up?!
Do they have any sense of public morality?
"idiot......"
All that could be heard was Granny Li cursing in her still hoarse voice.
"Just like your dead grandfather... He doesn't care about his life, but insists on pretending to be righteous and awe-inspiring."
Arthur: …(⊙＿⊙)…
All fish: \(〇O〇)／
Purple smoke billowed from her black robe, gathering from all directions to the west and enveloping her within it.
He instinctively grabbed the raven.
However, the purple mist remained condensed and did not dissipate, from which cracking sounds of bones could be heard.
The hunched body could be vaguely seen slowly straightening its head, and the weed-like hair grew into long golden hair, which floated freely in the water.
The smoke dissipated in no more than five seconds.
The withered old woman had vanished, and in her place floated a mermaid longer than a septum in mid-air...
No, they are sirens.
A true, complete Siren.
Her skin was so fair it was almost translucent, and her features were exquisite yet carried an aloofness that inspired awe.
Its long, silver, swallow-shaped tail swayed rhythmically, each scale a perfect rhombus, and it had translucent yet incredibly sharp fins running from its shoulders to the sides of its elbows.
That face... was extremely beautiful.
Fine silver scales covered her cheeks and the corners of her eyes, giving the impression of pearlescent sheen. Her translucent, fan-shaped, pointed ears possessed a beauty that transcended species boundaries, exuding wildness and a sense of oppression.
The guards who had just gotten up nearby dropped their weapons with a series of clattering sounds.
Carlos didn't care about being cowardly anymore...
Where is Grandma Li?
Where is Grandma Li, who's so short?!
Riseben's head was buzzing, his heart was pounding, that aura...that appearance...
too familiar.
The painting in her palace, with its pearl-framed frame and where Carlos and his men hid, depicts none other than this person!
Every night before going to bed,
She had to look at this queen in the painting, so spirited and riding the waves—
Legend has it that he led the deep blue ancestors to carve out a path to survival in the seas ruled by the abyss!
"You...you are...?"
Riseben stammered, "Uh, oh, oh..."
Liv's long, thin eyebrows were arched very high.
"What's wrong? Feeling nauseous?"
"No, no, no, idol!" Riseben blushed, and the situation seemed to be escalating.
King Arthur's reaction was much more direct.
He no longer felt weak, his mutated body no longer ached, his golden eyes widened like two lemons, and after trembling for a long time, he finally managed to utter:
"Milk?! You're not dead?!"
Klaus's hand twitched, and he almost gave himself an electric shock.
The captain lightly tapped the hilt of the knife with his thumb, pondering whether, if Arthur were cured, this young and beautiful grandmother might have the mercy to contribute some blood to the evolution of the Raven.
[Holy crap!! Is this some kind of ancestor coming back to life?!]
[I can't believe it, this is hilarious. The king was twelve or thirteen feet tall, with golden hair and golden eyes, looking incredibly majestic... This word "milk" immediately brings us back to the old locust tree at the village entrance.]
[...Then why is she hiding in the Silent Channel selling medicine?]
Is it possible that... this silent passage exists only because of her?
Liv gave Arthur another flick on the forehead, clearly annoyed.
"Die? What do you mean, die? I haven't even seen you spendthrift sons squander the whole family fortune yet, how could I bear to die?"
Arthur covered his forehead, looking as aggrieved as a child over a hundred years old.
"Didn't you say that you returned to the embrace of the sea god a hundred years ago...? There's still your urn in the palace."
"That jar contained molted scales."
Grandma Li snorted coldly.
She looked down, her gaze sweeping over the gray and white mutated scales on Arthur's chest, then at the [Heart of the Ocean] in Renyi's hand.
"well......"
The sighs spread with the ripples, and all the fish felt the heavy sense of fate contained within them.
"You and him... are very similar."
With a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, Liv gently stroked Arthur's intact cheek.
They look very alike, especially their eyes, and even their personalities—
"The same stubbornness, the same... folly."
"...If you don't want to use it, I won't force you."