Chapter 161: The End of Polyphemo (Part II)

"How are you?" Beelzebub said. Use the reader,!

"Okay."

A thick rope of flesh was entwined with half a pillar of support, and it was Beelzebub's hand, and his other hand grabbed Sasha, who hung in the air - although he could swim, and the creatures in the sea posed a threat to him (if there were), the sharp splinters and falling concrete blocks were hard to say—even if the paranormal was far more able to heal than ordinary people, Sasha did not like to be hurt.

He lifted one foot against a boom tilted forty-five degrees, propelled his body to swing gently in the air, and as he approached the audience, he reached out and grasped a carved metal railing diagonally towards the water, and climbed up with it.

"We need to hurry," Beelzebub said, "and the exit is about to be flooded." He told Sasha to go ahead, and the two boys were half-walking, half-swimming, and they passed by Bao'er, Bao'er. Noel. Douglas was still hanging in his chair, his eyes following them, and for a moment, his face was gray, his lips were tightly pursed, and after a while, he was shaking, trembling violently.

He struggled to control himself, suppressed his desire for life, and was determined not to ask for help from the two men he had despised and framed.

Beelzebub looked at him for two seconds, and Sasha waited for him.

"Nope." Beelzebub said categorically.

The sea was rising, and a man had fallen, not far from Bao'er, he was still alive, but in poor condition, he could barely swing his hands and feet, but he was still struggling, he stuck his head out of the water again and again, his lips bulged, and he blew out strings of blisters.

"Die, die," Boa cried out, "all die!" He writhed frantically, the strength seemed to return to his body, and he swayed from side to side. Pitching back and forth, ten fingers leaving bright red scratches where they could touch, cursing viciously, and shouting insults, from Bisandi and Hopkins, who abandoned his parents and couldn't save them, to his teachers who neglected him, and those stupid classmates, lowly servants. An insensitive viewer who is described as an inferior bitch...... Everyone was encapsulated in his terrible fantasies, and he closed his eyes and hoarse his voice until the sea soaked his hair, and he began to cry, pray, and howl in despair.

He regretted it. He doesn't want to die, he wants to live well, at least for a hundred years. He had so much to do that he didn't want his life to end like this—Mr. Douglas would grieve for his heir for hours, but not a year or two. He will have a new wife and a new son, and maybe he will think of Boa in the future. Noel. Douglas would secretly be happy to take this opportunity to get rid of the boy's "sexual", greedy, "lewd" and "" biological mother. As for his mother, the woman who used her ex-husband's money and surname without shame even after the divorce will only mourn the loss of a powerful bargaining chip, she will also get married and have new children; What about the teachers in the school? They don't want to miss a student who can no longer bring them benefit and glory, classmates, he can't remember what they have to hide in their memories, and they think the same - no, he doesn't want to die like this, he doesn't want to disappear. He was put in a coffin, buried in a cemetery, and left his body to be a safe haven for insects and bacteria!

The sea water poured into his nose and mouth, gurgling like tears, like blood, bitter and salty, his ears buzzing, and he tried to open his eyes in fear. The sea irritated his cornea, and he shook his head frantically...... Help me! Help me!

A hand grabbed him by the hair and lifted it out of the water.

The shackles on Bo'er were suddenly unshackled, and he was picked up. Dragged to the middle of the second-floor seats, he opened his mouth wide. Desperately inhaling the air, and then howling and crying, he hugged the man who had saved him tightly.

"Stand up and follow me." The man said, "Or stay here." ”

"Okay," said Boa, "Okay." There was a flickering sound in his throat that was akin to asthma, the after-effects of drowning—he 'groped' his way to the seat, trying to get up and walk on the inclined plane, it was not easy, especially since he had used his own abilities before—he couldn't do it, it was a metal floor, sea water, plants couldn't be replenished from here, they grew rapidly absorbing his power, but he couldn't watch his parents die, of course, he didn't expect it, Mr. and Mrs. Douglas could watch him die.

The sea had already passed the hole, and Boa's eyes were still tearing, but he could see something clearly, and walking ahead of him was a female "sex", with the same pale blonde curls as some cruel bastard, she was soaked, her shirt was close to her skin, her fingers were slender, her palms were wide, and he remembered well the favor they bestowed upon him—so powerful, so generous.

"We've got to swim through." Said his savior.

"No problem," Boa said, regaining a little composure, "I'm from the swimming club." ”

"Ah," she said, "I know." ”

She was a young, attractive woman, and her eyes were blue, but they were deeper than those of the Douglas family, like an ocean in the sun.

"Can I know your name?" Boa asked.

The female "sex" was taking a deep breath, and she just waved her hand indifferently at his question.

***

"It was a memorable concert." Abel said.

Glegri glared at him: "You have ruined everything! "He had to amplify the sound, the helicopter was too noisy.

"It's Siren," said Abel, "and Samael." ”

"I don't know anything about the contradictions between you, and I'm not interested in the slightest." Glegri said angrily, "All I know is that you ruined my concert." ”

"We can't blame it all," Abel said, "and you never mentioned that Siren also has the ability to unleash infrasound. ”

"I'm a normal person," said Glegri, "I'm sorry, I really don't see any change in Xiren, I just know that she can indeed seduce a lot of people, but this kind of ...... Infrasound, God forbid! She didn't suddenly turn into a bat! ”

Abel thought for a moment, "Dear Mr. Coso," he said earnestly, "the difference between bats emitting ultrasonic waves of more than 20,000 hertz and Xiren's ability is to emit infrasound waves of less than 20 herds. ”

Glegri let out a dull curse.

(To be continued)

n (one second to remember the world)