On the third day of the great prophecy, the darkness was as stagnant as the eternal night, and the silence and cold were endlessly entangled. The empty space was like a slowly rising gray continent, flashing with the luster of ancient glazed glass, and hanging scrolls.
It's desolate, but it can't take away the tranquility.
The thick and dull undercurrent pushes the infinite space, and it seems that all emotions will return to silence, just like all rivers will eventually converge into the deep sea.
The colorful tail fin is motionless, the crystal clear scales are catching the cold light, the waist chain woven from shark teeth and tortoise shells trembles from time to time, and a blood-red pearl hangs around the neck.
The heavy stone slabs are extremely rough, the huge clam shells are forbidden to strangers, countless magic crystals have been turned into decorations, and the remains of huge marine creatures are scattered around.
A new day has arrived. With the head of a human and the body of a fish, she opens her eyes. The strange dream last night is still vivid in her mind, and countless image fragments are continuous.
Quietly leaning on the throne, a few jellyfish exuded a cold blue light and floated slowly closer; countless gammarids were in groups, meticulously sweeping every corner; the three members of the Wu Shark family were twisting their bodies,
Moving quickly to the upper level; the red weasel fish couple kept quarreling, and even staged a domestic violence scene when passing the giant clam.
Powerful magic power, flexible body, sharp claws, and amazing self-repair ability. As the leader of the Deep Sea Clan, she has been surrounded and awed by her clan members since the moment she was born.
She is the mermaid Scylla, the creator of the Charybdis whirlpool, the eternal master of the Cold Halberd Sea, and the leader of the mermaid clan.
The long years have been uneventful, and the achievements engraved on the boulders shocked the living beings. The ancient mermaid bloodline has always been mean, because only when the old king falls, the new king will be born.
But she is not as cruel and bloody as her mother, so most of the time, the people of the tribe favor pampering rather than respect. As a king, she only needs to care about two things, one is to kill the offender, and the other is to enjoy the tranquility. She stared at the scarred octopus, and her thoughts gradually returned to a thousand years ago. Her fierceness comes from instinct, but her knowledge of the upper sea and even humans comes from her.
The severed tentacles proved cruelty, and the countless scars foreshadowed danger. But in her rebellious period, she believed more in the human parchments that occasionally sank into the deep sea, so one morning, she swam to the sea alone.
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The sea water that day was calm and warm, but the bitter taste was extremely annoying. The one-eyed giant seal under my feet spurted out ink, and a huge sperm whale surfaced.
Excitement overflows from the light blue eyes, the ageless face is charming, the charming singing voice is ethereal and graceful, and the slender figure continues to move forward.
The color of the sea water changed from dark to light, and the sharks instantly became chaotic; the long-lost sunshine was bright and dazzling, and the clown fish hid in the coral group.
Looking out of the water, the setting sun in the distance slowly fell, like the footprints left by the years, silently silenced the brilliance.
The stars in the sky shone far away, and the moon's shadow was projected on the sea. She looked up at the dark night, as quiet as still water.
After an unknown amount of time, she turned over and dived to the bottom of the sea, falling asleep in a hidden coral patch. The fish and shrimps around her widened their eyes curiously, but when they saw the blood-colored pearl, they scattered in panic.
Scenes like this often happen. In addition to admiring the sky every day, she also avoids the tribesmen who are looking for her.
Although she couldn't bear it while hiding in the reef forest, her desire for the unknown always occupied her mind. The accessories around her waist were twisted into strange shapes, which was her last appearance as a royal.
The days became calm, and she lingered between the shallow sea and the horizon all day long. She gradually fell in love with singing at midnight, as if the entire ocean was her audience.
The whales spewed out low mist, and the dolphins neighed. It was then that she realized her ability, her voice was full of confusion, and her bright eyes were sad and sad.
This free and pure little pursuit is the impeccable feeling after getting rid of the shackles, and it is also the freedom and elegance of traveling on the horizon.
Those bleak days at the bottom of the deep sea valley became the past with the passage of time, and became the bright moon and stars in the memory. Although she was still the king of this sea area, her immature heart could not resist the temptation of the outside world. There is an extremely ordinary lighthouse standing in East Lujiao Bay. Whenever night falls, it will emit a dim yellow light to guide ships returning late.
Under the erosion of the years, the lighthouse looks particularly mottled. It is like an old man who is declining, standing feebly on the top of the mountain, habitually nostalgic for those vibrant times in the past.
She could no longer suppress her growing curiosity, so on a rainy night, a dent was made on the rough sea surface, which quickly extended to where the lighthouse was.
The body rises and falls with the huge waves, the towering lighthouse is ancient and vicissitudes of life, and the noise coming from the distance is sharp and harsh, it is the so-called magic roar.
However, when she was excited about her discovery, following the direction of the light, a huge ship slowly sailed in from the violent storm.
Curiosity drove her to chase him away, because she wanted to see what abilities this big guy had to be so rampant in her own waters.
The clumsy hull is lifeless, far less nimble and natural than a shark; although the weak blades rotate, the result is that they are thrown farther and farther away from the sardine school.
Her figure was hidden among the huge waves, and she looked at the ship as if she were watching a farce. Ten minutes later, she was about to turn around and leave when she heard a loud noise, followed by chaotic and noisy sounds.
She dived quickly and looked at the young magician who was constantly struggling in the water. The turbulent sea currents deprived her of her sense of direction. The cold liquid enveloped her whole body, and large bubbles came out of her mouth. The boy's movements gradually slowed down. She cautiously swam to the front, and after some investigation, she dragged the boy back to the sea, but the "iron-skinned fool" had already gone away.
The other person's face was pale in the moonlight, and she reluctantly dragged the boy to swim all night, and finally docked near a desert island.
Several big fish were placed around him, and the figure of the mermaid disappeared. The young man who returned to the world tried his best to recall what he had experienced these days. He couldn't believe it, but it did happen before his eyes.
A few days later, he returned to East Antler Bay. But where no one was paying attention, a mermaid was swinging its tail fin contentedly.
After losing her blood-colored pearls, she returned to the deep sea and aged rapidly under the astonished eyes of her tribe. Her withered skin was covered with wrinkles, and her gray scales oozed blood stains. In this forbidden area, she murmured her last voice leisurely.
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Half asleep and half awake, the afterglow of the sunset is warm and pleasant, the sad sea breeze passes by my ears, the falling tears soak the dusk, and a figure appears in front of me...
The light and shadow flow, and the mermaid Scylla is sitting in the abyss of the deep sea. The undercurrent surges as she waves her hand, and blood is everywhere at the fingertips. There is a red bead in the clam shell next to her, which is the offspring she gave birth to not long ago.
The former magician boy is still by his side as before. But at this time, he is presented as a skeleton. This is also the deepest love a mermaid has for its partner.