2395: Tears of the Merfolk (1)

Tears of the Merfolk (1)

It was very simple for merfolks to wash themselves. Shen Yanxiao did not take long to clean herself up. Without the pungent smell of blood, she finally took a breather, but there seemed to be a residual smell in her throat that made her nauseous.1

Shen Yanxiao swung her fishtail. The feeling of swimming in the water was very wonderful, as if she had become one with the surrounding water, a completely different feeling from other races.

"What exactly is a multicolored mermaid?" Shen Yanxiao looked at the beautiful scales on her fishtail. It was not an exaggeration to say that they could be sold as ornaments.

She could not check if there were any changes inside her body. All her strength was suppressed by the handcuffs. The only thing she could feel was the power of Neptune's trident, which continuously transmitted divine power into her body. Shen Yanxiao had to spend a lot of effort to concentrate all the divine power on Xiu.

"Xiu, you have to wake up early." Shen Yanxiao stroked the trident. Being trapped in the merfolk capital by Satan was definitely a nightmare. If she could not escape, there was no need to mention leading the alliance against the invasion of the Devil race in the future.

Shen Yanxiao sighed in the room. She did not intend to leave the room. In any case, whether she was there or not, Satan's bad taste had always been unacceptable.

However, a certain bastard did not seem to intend to let Shen Yanxiao go down like an ostrich.

A series of rapid knocks on the door interrupted Shen Yanxiao's thoughts. She could only open the door.

What appeared in front of her were the two beautiful mermaids, but at the moment, there was no trace of life on their faces. Their slightly opened eyes were still filled with despair and fear before they died. There was bright red blood on the corners of their rosy mouths, and the two glaring bloody holes in their chests told the reason for their death.

As soon as she opened the door, Shen Yanxiao's heart trembled when she saw such a horrifying scene.

"Hey, the tears of the merfolk are beautiful, aren't they?" Satan threw the two dead merfolks aside. His blood-stained hands held many beautiful diamond-like beads, each of which was soaked in blood.

"…" Shen Yanxiao looked at Satan and said nothing.

"Adding these last two, there are exactly 108 of them. They can be strung into a necklace. Since you have given me one, I will naturally give you a gift in return." Satan didn't care about Shen Yanxiao's silence at all. He just fiddled with those tears. He pierced through each one with black mist, connected them one by one with silver-white threads, and put them on Shen Yanxiao's neck domineeringly.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Satan looked at the blood-stained bead necklace around Shen Yanxiao's neck and his thin lips outlined a satisfied smile.

The pure tears of the merfolks, soaked in blood, seemed exceptionally poignant. The faint sea water wiped the blood off the beads bit by bit until their original color was restored.

The tears of the merfolks were the only tears merfolks would leave in their lives. They were very beautiful.

Even the purest gem in the world could not compare to it.

But this kind of beauty was really so cruel. Each one represented the tragic death of a merfolk. Hidden under this beauty were the cries of hell.

Shen Yanxiao realized that the merfolks in the hall had probably turned into the necklace around her neck.

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