2390: Song of the Merfolk (2)

Song of the Merfolk (2)

"That penetrating blue, silent with the resplendence of the sky…"0

The song of the merfolks echoed in the beautiful palace, sad yet moving. Every verse fell to the ground like broken ice, crisp but gave off a tingling feeling.

They kept singing, singing the saddest song of their lives over and over again, not daring to stop.

Satan listened quietly. The more mournful the song was, the more pleasant it sounded to him.

Bo Er, the Merfolk King, was suspended in the water. The blood in his mouth spread in the salty water, filling the whole palace with a strong smell of blood.

In the smell of blood, the singing merfolks could only hold back their sobs and not let the tears overflow.

Shen Yanxiao looked at these poor merfolks, holding Neptune's trident in her hand. After such a long time, more than half of the power in Neptune's trident had been lost, leaving only a little divine power left. Shen Yanxiao quietly held Neptune's trident and quietly absorbed the remaining divine power from it bit by bit, transferring it to the sleeping figure in her heart lake.

Shen Yanxiao was not sure if this would work. She had never seen Xiu absorb any divine power. He normally only absorbed dark elements. However, they were both gods, so the so-called divine power should be similar.

With the attitude of treating a dying horse as a live horse, Shen Yanxiao could only try this.

In her current situation, she could not be Satan's opponent. She could only rely on all the things around her that she could use to wake Xiu up earlier.

Even if Xiu could not repel Satan now, at least he could help her leave this place and find the others on the island to help.

Shen Yanxiao did not intend for Xiu to fight Satan directly, as it would consume too much of Xiu's power.

All of Shen Yanxiao's strength was locked by the handcuffs on her wrists. Moreover, it also caused her absorption speed to be very slow. In order not to be discovered by Satan, she had to be very careful.

The singing of the merfolks continued. Bo Er woke up from his coma. He looked at his people, who had to sing loudly under Satan's coercion. His heart felt as if it was being stirred by a knife.

Satan seemed to be satisfied with the performance of the merfolks. He did not intend to kill these merpeople right away. He was just like a beast teasing its prey, watching the fear of its prey before they died.

Beauty in despair was always the most moving.

Unfortunately, Satan's heart could not be moved in the slightest.

"Little fellow, if I remember correctly, you still have three bloodlines that have yet to awaken, right?" Satan looked at Shen Yanxiao, his eyes flashing with a malicious light.

"Yes." Shen Yanxiao answered honestly. As long as Satan did not take Neptune's trident, everything was fine.

"What are the conditions for awakening?" Satan asked again.

"It all depends on fate." Shen Yanxiao herself did not know why her every awakening was so strange, without any warning.

Basically, the prerequisites for each bloodline to awaken were different, which was beyond her control.

"Ouyang Huanyu said that as long as you receive stimulation from a race of the same bloodline as you, it will awaken your bloodline. Now, do you want blood or a heart? Or a soul." Satan propped his chin with one hand and tilted his head slightly as he looked at Shen Yanxiao.

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