The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
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chapter-2390
"That's a good proposal." Satan suddenly smiled. He dispelled the devil energy from Neptune’s trident. Holding Neptune’s trident in one hand and Shen Yanxiao in the other, he openly walked into the palace where only merpeople could enter.
Inside the palace, the frightened merpeople huddled together, shivering.
Compared with other races, the world of the merfolk was more closed.
In particular, these merpeople who lived in the hometown of the merfolk lived a carefree life under the protection of their Merfolk King. They had never had enemies, unlike the merpeople in the offshore waters, who were very close to the various continents and needed to have a basic understanding of the situation on these continents to be more capable of fighting. As far as fighting capacity was concerned, the merpeople in the hometown of the merfolk were more like a beautiful symbol of living in paradise.
Only the most beautiful merpeople were eligible to go to the merfolk’s hometown, where beauty alone was enough.Shen Yanxiao looked at the horrified expressions of this group of beautiful and tragic merpeople and thought about the group she met in Hidden Dragon Continent.
Indeed... They were too different.
Although the merpeople here looked more beautiful than flowers, their psychological persistence was far less than that of the merpeople in the offshore waters.
And all this also made it easier for Satan to break in.
Satan did not look at the merpeople at all. He just walked to the top of the hall, towards the throne!
Holding Shen Yanxiao, he sat on the throne of the Merfolk King, then he placed Neptune’s trident in Shen Yanxiao's hand.
Shen Yanxiao was slightly stunned and looked at Satan in surprise."If you like it, keep it." Satan's smiling mouth was full of evil meaning.
"..." Shen Yanxiao did not resist.
Was this some kind of joke? Anyway, whatever this devil bastard was thinking, at least the divine weapon of Neptune had been preserved!
As long as the goal had been reached, the process or whatnot...
It didn’t matter!
Under the pressure of Satan, the merpeople in the palace were unable to move. He gestured at Bo Er, who stood stiff at the entrance of the palace, with his finger, after which Bo Er immediately flew into the hall as though he were being grabbed by the neck; his beautiful fishtail was twisted and curled.
"People say that merfolk are the best singers in the world." Satan looked at Bo Er with a cruel smile on his face.
"Then let me listen to the so-called sounds of nature."
As soon as Satan's voice fell to the ground, Bo Er was heavily thrown on the stone slab, the palace gate suddenly closed, and the pressure that pervaded the palace dispersed.
"I request of you." Satan crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand while he held Shen Yanxiao's slender waist with the other, and looked at the fallen Merfolk King mischievously.
"No... Don't hurt my people..." Bo Er spoke with difficulty.
Satan's eyes narrowed slightly, then a shadow suddenly rushed to Bo Er, causing him to fly directly and hit the pillars of the palace. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Bo Er's mouth and he could only float weakly in the sea.
"Don't make me say it again." Satan's eyes narrowed dangerously.
The trembling merpeople finally sang their broken songs with their trembling throats.
Their voices, like the sounds of nature, could smooth out the most violent soul in the world.
It was Shen Yanxiao’s first time hearing the song of the merpeople. It sounded so beautiful, but it was filled with tears of blood.
And no amount of moving songs could extinguish the flames filled with killing intent and evil in Satan's soul.