Chapter 804 The Yin Red Sea Current! The wailing in the bloody whirlpool!
"Soul-breaking whirlpool!" Mermaid Scylla continued to condense the water magic power, and the majestic and heavy pressure actually dispersed the dark clouds, and then the entire sky seemed to become dim due to the lack of original power.
What's even more terrifying is that the sea under the feet of the mermaid Scylla is no longer blue. It is a despairing gray. Just one look at it will make you lose all faith.
A moment later, all the water magic power in the world was compressed to the extreme, and then hundreds of death vortexes began to rage in the sea within a thousand miles.
The soul-shattering vortex is the secret talent of the mermaid Scylla, and compared to the soul-splitting wolves of the giant wolf Fennir, the soul-shattering whirlpool can be said to be the most perfect embodiment of indiscriminate attack.
And being in the Charybdis vortex, the mermaid Scylla’s secret skills cannot but be called super-level performance. Because the Charybdis vortex is originally condensed by Scylla’s magic power. In other words,
That is, the Charybdis vortex is like Boom's black wood staff, which stores excess magic power. It's just that compared to the black wood staff, the Charybdis vortex is like a giant.
Tall.
"Destroy the frost wave!" However, the Siren did not show any panic at this, and saw that the seawater around its huge body instantly condensed into ice, and the ice eventually penetrated deep into the seabed.
Although they are both masters of water magic, Siren prefers to convert them into ice magic. This is his habit, and it is also his trump card to dominate a party.
The magic power of the ice gradually condensed into huge waves of ice crystals under the sea surface, and then these huge waves of ice crystals completely destroyed the original seabed. Destroy the Frost Wave, the Siren's innate secret technique, which can change the terrain.
The power of this move is comparable to the combined blow of all the water magicians in the ancient continent.
"If you can't get it, destroy it!" This is the experience that the Siren has summed up over the long years, and it is also the corruption of his love for the mermaid Scylla. He feels that even in the end he can only stay with her body.
, it’s better than watching your lover fall into the arms of someone else again.
What's more, in Siren's view, although his strength cannot be said to be far superior to that of his opponent, it is still enough to be half a point better. If it weren't for "love", he believed that he would have swallowed up all the merfolk and crushed them to pieces.
The Charybdis vortex.
The huge waves of ice crystals hit the mermaid Scylla as if they were covering the sky, but they were cut into ice shavings by the soul-breaking vortex in the next second.
Endurance! For battles at the level of ancient ferocious beasts, what matters is not the power of any secret technique, but the amount of magic power in each body. Because in the face of absolute power, no small tricks can affect the outcome.
Two days passed by in a flash, and the Charybdis vortex was still roaring under the gray sky. This was the curtain call for the remaining magic power of the two Lords of Warcraft, and it was also the intermission show for a new round of fighting. p>
"The crying little girl back then has really grown up." The ice crystal pillars under Siren's huge body have long been shattered, and he no longer has the unruliness of the previous two days.
But even so, he never thought that he would be defeated by the opponent. Even though there was not much magic power left in his body, the opponent was probably not much better.
"Yes, but you are still so ugly and disgusting!" The mermaid Scylla is indeed very tired now, but the Siren is wrong. The source of Scylla's fatigue is not fighting with him, but
While controlling the majestic water magic power, you have to concentrate on maintaining the mermaid magic barrier to prevent it from shattering.
"Siren, although you are very annoying, you have to admit that you are one of the few people who understand me."
"I have no interest in fighting, but that doesn't mean I will be merciful to anyone."
"Be buried forever in the Charybdis vortex. This is also a return to your homeland."
"Scale cage!"
Mermaid Scylla's eyes flashed with fierceness, and then she floated into the air again. However, this time she did not stir up any storms, and it seemed that she was in some strange state.
A few minutes later, the first magnificent and colorful scales peeled off from Scylla's lower body, and then more scales fell into the cold sea. Blood spurted out, and a rare look of pain appeared on Scylla's face.
The long dark green hair moved without wind, and the blood dyed the ocean surface below Scylla red. Those peeling scales finally merged with the Charybdis vortex, and the sea water became scarier, and the Charybdis vortex also
Like an awakening beast.
The Siren, who was inside, felt a trace of despair in his heart for no reason. He began to constantly try to break out of the Charybdis vortex, but in the end he had no choice but to find that he could not escape at all.
"Scale Cage", Mermaid Scylla's strongest attack, peels off all the scales on her lower body in an almost self-destructive manner, and then fuses them with the Charybdis vortex to form a dead-end killing array. At the same time, this is also
The biggest secret of the Charybdis Vortex.
But if it is not necessary, the mermaid Scylla will never use this secret technique. The reason is that after each use of "Scale Cage", she has to spend two years to recover her energy. And for the mermaid tribe,
Those scales are the most precious and cherished things, even more important than their lives.
The water magic raged violently in the "Scale Cage", and the huge body of Siren also began to fall apart. Ten minutes later, it was completely swallowed up by the Charybdis vortex, and at the last second before death, he
I still hold the shell necklace carefully in my hand...
"Have you finally got what you wanted? Living is a pain anyway." Kraken, the North Sea monster, casually smashed a three-masted sailboat and said softly.
"Why bother with this? It's fate, everything is a fate that has already been determined." Ymir, the frost giant, sat cross-legged on the top of Storm Mountain and let out a long sigh.
"Hmph!" Fennir, the giant wolf who was instructing his daughter Foresta in her cultivation, snorted disdainfully, and then activated the soul wolf again as if nothing had happened.
"You must not be distracted during battle. How many times have I emphasized this issue? Stop meddling in other people's affairs!" Shark Harribel scolded sternly.
"Oops, it hurts so much!" Antelope knight Nellie howled in pain, and then threw away the emerald green gun in her hand, which made the opponent's face even more ugly.
"You have nothing to do, but it's okay to die. Speaking of which, that mermaid's figure is really good, hehehe." The poisonous wolf Managalm was lying under a green shade and said with a very lewd smile.
"Dead...dead, another...another companion died." In the poisonous vine path, Wanda Weiss, the banquet frog, stared blankly at the sky and said stutteringly.
"It has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me..." The huge clam shell was tightly sealed, and the clam spirit Lilith kept mumbling, looking very scared.
"Old friend, I hope you can get what you want in your next life." The giant whale Leviathan dived silently and then swam towards the Devil's Sea.
"Eh? He's really dead? My brother is right, ugly people often cause mischief, and they deserve it!" Hela, who turned into a human, curled her lips and shouted heartlessly.
"But an existence like a mote of dust is simply a dispensable waste!" The worldly python Jörmungandr snorted, and then slowly floated out of the Demon Sea, and finally stood in the storm with his sister Hela. p>
But Hela didn't notice that there was a hint of complexity in her brother's eyes. What the worldly python Jörmungandr cared more about was not the life and death of the Siren, but the man who was sitting blankly "
The Rikka on the bow of "Ship in a Bottle", or rather Rikka's pair of star eyes.