Some coral stumps fell to the ground, and the nearby sea water was filled with faint bloodshots. There has just been a desperate fight here, and the outcome is already decided.

The corpse of a mermaid omega fell among the corals, with a Dead Sea Heart Rock dagger stuck in its back, and the blood mist came out from the wound.

On the side of his fish tail grows a siren scale that shimmers with green brilliance, and slowly loses its brilliance as his life dies.

Another challenger has fallen to the throne, and the status of the ocean overlord remains unshakable.

Rimbaud rested for a while and then opened his eyes. The fish tail was bored and stirred the water, and the formed blisters stretched out and turned into jellyfish.

He turned his attention to the mother-of-pearl mussels on the staghorn coral by his side, and gently opened the mussels with long pointed fingernails. The mother-of-pearl mussels opened obediently, revealing the white glass beads wrapped in the mussels.

The glass beads are covered with a thin layer of lustrous nacre, and the overall diameter appears to be a millimeter larger than at first.

Rimbaud picked up the glass beads and squinted his eyes to study: "It's been half a year, and it's only grown so much, are you kidding me?"

The mother-of-pearl mussels shivered.

The glass beads moved at Rimbaud's fingertips, and Rimbaud's indifferent expression softened, and he gently rubbed the surface of the glass beads.

The glass beads made a "meow", rolled up along Rimbaud's arm, stuck in the collarbone socket, found a comfortable position and fell asleep, making snoring sounds from time to time.

Rimbaud was heartbroken, he simply leaned against the throne and stopped moving, allowing the glass beads to rest on his body for a while.

A mermaid omega swam in the distance, passed through the gap between the corals and stopped under the throne, he glanced at the mermaid corpse on the ground, Xiao Xiao was surprised, but did not show it.

He knelt beside Rimbaud's tail, put his hands on Rimbaud's knees, his cheeks were close to the scales, and his eyelids dropped: "siren."

There are three strings of gem beads hanging on the neck of the mermaid, which is a symbol of the middle class of the ethnic group. The more beads, the higher the status of the mermaid. The mermaid with three strings of beads is powerful, good at fighting and fighting, and can compete for a wider territory for the ethnic group. and sufficient food, so they were classified as minor lords and nobles.

But even if you have a distinguished status, you can only kneel under the throne with the lowest posture in front of siren, and you can't look siren directly in the eyes, so as not to offend.

The mermaid omega reported in a low voice, and seeing Rimbaud nodded, he quietly went to clean up the corpse on the ground and wiped the blood on the coral with seaweed.

Not long after, a mermaid alpha swam in from the water plants, his fish tail was translucent powder blue, his scales were rich in color, his face was beautiful and moving, his bare waist and abdomen were smooth and graceful, and his long and narrow blue eyes were alluring and seductive. Among the mermaid alphas who compete for beauty, he is also considered one of the best, but he only has a bead chain around his neck, and his status is not high in the group.

"Siren." Alpha knelt down, supported Rimbaud's knees, his cheeks lightly pressed against the scales on his tail, raised his eyelids and deliberately teased Rimbaud on the throne with a seductive look.

Rimbaud supported his head, looked down at him, his expression

cold.

The mermaid alpha swam behind Rimbaud and put it on his shoulder vaguely. When he wasn't paying attention, he picked up the sleeping white glass bead on his collarbone and held it in front of him to play with. He took the glass beads and looked at them carefully.

The mermaid alpha tried to shake the glass bead, and the glass bead made a "meow". He felt very strange, and after shaking it several times, the glass ball kept "meow meow meow meow", as if it was dizzy.

Rimbaud raised his hand and took the glass ball back: "Are you courting death?"

Alpha suddenly laughed, and a bright smile lay on Rimbaud's shoulder: "This is the price of weakness. You love him so much, but you can't keep him. Do you understand me and your mother's pains now?"

He is Rimbaud's alpha father, but the alpha status in the mermaid group is low, and even the king's father has no privileges.

"Don't be angry." The mermaid alpha knelt back to its original position in a pleasing manner, supported Rimbaud's tail, and raised his hand to lightly touch the glass bead, "I have seen such an ability to squeeze the soul into a small object, but once it is Compression can't react to the outside world, you brought this one obviously different, it is your scales that protect him, I can feel that there is life in it."

Rimbaud raised his eyebrows: "Do you have a way to recover?"

"No, isn't it good now?" The mermaid alpha swiped Rimbaud's scales with his fingertips. "It was your mother who asked me to visit you and told you not to play with things and forget the duties of a king. The outside world is in dire straits. It's been a few months."

When the mermaid alpha came in, he noticed the corpse on the ground. It was a lucky new heir with siren scales. He had traveled from the distant sea to challenge Rimbaud. The winner lives and the loser dies. This is a mermaid. Ethnic rules.

"He wants to be a hero of mankind and save them when they are in distress. I don't allow it." Rimbaud opened his palm, and the sea cut off the Siren scales on the corpse and sent it into his hands, "Humanity does not need a savior, Just a little lesson."

The mermaid alpha watched Rimbaud insert the scales into the throne and asked, "Siren, what are you waiting for?"

Rimbaud glanced at his nails casually: "Wait for Yanyi to send the person I want."

The mermaid alpha knew that Rimbaud was the most ruthless in his vengeance. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, he would have no results. If he really annoyed him, he would probably have to take half of his life.

He had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Rimbaud didn't care at all. Before the mermaid alpha walked out of the coral reef, he lay on his side on the throne, kissed the white glass beads lightly, then lifted the fins under his abdomen, put the glass beads against the small mouth, and slowly pushed them in. And without shyness, he hummed in shame.

The water plants swayed gently, the corals swayed slightly, and the mermaid standing beside them didn't dare to raise their eyes.

After a long time, the glass beads were automatically discharged.

Rimbaud was so tired lying on the Coral Throne, his fish tail rested on the armrest, his chest and abdomen undulating slightly.

The glass beads were covered with a layer of soft powder-white nacre, and the diameter was larger, and now it looked like a ping-pong ball.

The glass beads blushed obviously, and they rolled a few times in a daze, hiding in the coral without making a sound.