Just as Talos and Dolores were about to move on, there was a vague singing voice in the distance, ethereal and tactful, and people couldn't help but be immersed in it.

"Merfolk Song!"

As a third-order Naga witch, Dolores reacted the moment she heard the song, and hurriedly waved her staff to add a spell to her and Talos each that could resist the mermaid's song.

"I didn't expect to hear the mermaid's song here. Sensing Talos' inquiring gaze, Dolores reassured, "Relax, it seems to others that we're just a stretch of blue water right now—she's there!"

Almost at the same time, Talos spotted the figure of the mermaid.

I have to say that the mermaid race is indeed blessed with a unique appearance and figure, and even the High Elves may not be as charming and charming as a mermaid.

At the beginning, Talos encountered a mermaid during his adventure on Black Dragon Island, and he could feel the charm of the other party from his bones through a secret eye, but it was quite inferior to the mermaid in front of him.

I saw a mermaid suspended less than 300 yards away from Talos, only the vital part of her chest was covered by two shells, and the rest of the place was generously exposed, her fair skin was more delicate against the background of the seawater, and the beautiful tail fin trembled slightly in the seawater, reflecting a looming light.

The other party had obviously done nothing, but in Talos's opinion, just admiring her beauty was a wonderful pleasure, more comfortable than lying on the deck just now.

This enjoyment was accompanied by a sudden heat in his lower abdomen, and Talos felt a little dry in the sea.

Damn it!

Talos cursed secretly, and with some embarrassment, he forcibly took his eyes off the mermaid with his amazing will, and whispered to Dolores, "This mermaid looks a little strange. ”

"Hmph, at a glance, you know that this mermaid inherits the blood of the fox, and singing on the reef to seduce the passing sailors is their favorite thing to do. Dolores said disdainfully, with a fierce hostility in her eyes.

The kitsune she refers to is not really the kind of magical creature called Kitsune who likes to go into male sleep at night, but an amphibious magical creature called Snow Fox.

The overall silhouette of the snow fox resembles a fox, but it has a fish tail and fin-like ears, and there is also a vertical fin in the center of the head.

They live in relatively cold seas and have historically attacked snowy naga on a large scale.

If you notice that the fins on the head of the sea fox extend all the way to the back, connect to the dorsal fin, and continue to extend to connect with the tail fin, you should be careful, because in this case, the sea fox already has a fifth-order combat power, alongside the legendary mage and the epic knight.

Thanks to Dolores' excellent spells, Talos was fortunate enough to listen to a complete mermaid song, which was as beautiful as heaven.

As for the white fish people in the sea, they have long since fallen asleep to the beautiful song, along with the corpses around them.

The mermaid looked at the white fish man who fell asleep in the mermaid song, and did not move, just floated there quietly, as if waiting for something.

Talos was not mistaken, and about ten minutes later, a group of fish-man mercenaries with a number of about fifty swam in from a distance.

"Lord Connie, something strange happened here just as predicted by Her Highness the Princess, we found the White Fish Man collecting corpses in the nearby sea. ”

The leader of the mercenaries, a typical blue-fish man characterized by the fins on his back, said in a tone of great admiration.

"Come down with me and find out why something is wrong with this tribe of white fishmen, who seem to have fallen for a very rare mental spell. ”

The mermaid flicked its tail and quickly disappeared in place, leaving only a series of bubbles behind it.

"Keep up!" the mercenary leader waved his hand, following with the remaining bluefishmen.

"This generation of Princess Maeve of the United Kingdom is a magical sir, with the dual talents of bloodline warlock and mage, and has long been promoted to the third order, and is the most noteworthy opponent of the younger generation. Although she hates to admit it, she can predict the situation here in the United Kingdom that her attainment in the prophecy faction may have reached a very high level. ”

Dolores drove the bubbles far behind the mermaid and whispered to Talos.

"I know. Talos nodded heavily, "She's also my worst adversary, an enemy to be exact!"

Sensing the confusion in Dolores' eyes, Talos wanted to explain to her what had happened in Strasbourg, but a sudden stench that rushed to his nose made him swallow the explanation that came to his lips.

It wasn't an ordinary stench, but a foul smell perceived by [Gluttony], like rotten eggs mixed with socks worn for a whole month and soaked in a stinking drain for a month, and then heated and fried in the microwave.

It stinks!

In the past, gluttony had brought all kinds of tantalizing aromas to Talos, curses on gold coins, goddess clam pearls, and even divine power left in the gladiatorial arena, and this was the first time that Talos felt the stench of nausea.

Talos looked in the direction from which the smell had come from, and saw a rudimentary altar beside it, and next to it lay a fruit bowl - the white fish people had not had time to put it on the altar - and the smell came from the fruit bowl.

To be precise, it is the most vivid and conspicuous red fruit in the center of the bowl.

If he wasn't quite sure that this was a world that had nothing to do with "Journey to the West", Talos would have to shout the word ginseng fruit, which has an oriental charm.

The red fruit is the size of an adult's fist, with all facial features, hands and feet, and looks like a chubby baby, but the bright red color adds a bit of weirdness to it out of thin air!

"The Whitefish people must have wanted to drag the collected corpses into the cave. Dolores said after a brief moment of surprise, pointing to the cavern next to the altar.

Under the influence of the mermaid's song, the white-fish-man who was originally red-eyed was already asleep, and the area around the altar was the place with the most white-fishmen, so that Talos had to admire how strong the mermaid named Connie was in terms of talent for mermaid song.

Coupled with the various corpses dragged by the Whitefish people from all directions, the whole scene looks very terrifying.

The Mermaid Warlock cautiously used a spell on the red fruit of the baby's appearance to determine whether it was poisonous or not, and only after confirming that it was safe did she grab the fruit and observe it carefully, but judging by her unsettled expression, Talos speculated that the other party did not know much more about the fruit.

Sure enough, the mermaid put the fruit back into the fruit bowl after nearly half a minute of observation, and with a wave of her hand, led the mercenaries into the cave.

However, she obviously overestimated the quality of this group of mercenaries who had been temporarily recruited, and a blue fish man hanging at the end took advantage of the fact that the others were not paying attention, secretly grabbed the red fruit in her hand, and took a bite lightly.

"Looking at his expression, the taste seems to be very good, I don't know how they are cultivated. ”

It's no wonder that Dolores thinks so, the sacrifice to be placed on the altar to the gods is, in theory, the best thing that believers can come up with.

What's more, the bluefish man's expression at the moment of tasting the taste of the fruit was too vivid, like a person who was about to starve to death and suddenly saw a plate of veal steaks fried to medium-rare.

Only Talos looked at the blue-fish man with a look of admiration, because when the fruit was bitten open, the stench was ten times stronger, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a female Naga by his side, and they were in hiding for the time being, he would have been gagging.

"No, can't I freely control this special ability given by gluttony?" Talos thought depressedly.

Miraculously, when the thought was conceived, the soul fire trembled, and then the stench that had been lingering on the tip of the nose disappeared without a trace.

Talos breathed a sigh of relief, finally having the courage to continue his exploration, otherwise he would have tried to convince Dolores to abandon the adventure just thinking of smelling the stench all the way.

Compared to the naga, the fish-man is relatively short, but the cave is large enough for more than five adult naga to swim side by side.

After nearly ten minutes of swimming, the procession finally stopped, and at the end of the cave was an underground palace.

The underground palace was empty, except for a circular flowerbed in the middle, and a strange tree was planted in the center.

Although far away, Talos could see clearly with his excellent eyesight:

I saw the brownish-yellow roots of the trees breaking through the ground, wrapping around the corpses piled up around the flower beds by the white fishmen, and quickly dissolved and absorbed the corpses.

Even the white fish-people who fell asleep because of the mermaid's song were entangled in the roots of the trees, which became fertilizer for the growth of the strange trees in their sleep.

But what really explains the weirdness is the appearance and shape of the tree.

The bark was pale, unwrinkled, and smooth, resembling the delicate skin of a mermaid, bulging with green tendons that looked like blood vessels, as if it were not a pure plant, but flesh and blood.

There was not a single leaf on the tree, and the branches were bare, but they were covered with red fruit.

The fruit was large and small, small with all the features, as well as the hands and feet, and bright red, exactly the same fruit that Talos had seen on the fruit bowl beside the altar just now;

The big one was the size of two fists, and the originally chubby baby had become deformed, and its body, hands and feet had shrunk, leaving only a hideous, twisted head, red and ripe.

On closer inspection, the face in the fruit seemed to be moving, and its mouth was open and closed, telling of fear and pain, but no sound came out.

"Vomit-" The bluefish man who had eaten the fruit just now finally retched after seeing the strange tree.