Chapter 872： Transformation ... done

Siren, the visitor under the deep sea, from the ruler of the inscrutable black sea abyss, they waited quietly and patiently in the sea water outside the island at this moment.

There is silence in the grand ancient temple, where most of the bustling priests have disappeared. The final transformers are hiding in various rooms, waiting for the day of fate.

In the deepest room of the Great Temple, the old man with the triple crown of storm stood in front of a bed with waves, clouds and lightning, and stared down at the person lying on the bed.

It was the last storm sacrifice in the temple except for him, the pope, a powerful man with a strong will.

However, now this powerful man can only lie down on the bed, weakening a little in the great horror, his skin has become gray-blue visible to the naked eye, and some kind of scales like sea fish cover his neck And all the skin on the limbs-in fact, the legs of this storm priest have even "melted" and deformed. The original human limbs are gradually merging into a form between fish and snakes, which makes him He can no longer wear human clothes, but can only wrap himself in a thin blanket.

"Under the Pope's crown ..." The priest of the storm lying on the bed suddenly pursed his lips and murmured, "You still ..."

"I'm here," said Pope Sol Stum, a storm, and said quietly, "Can you still hear my voice?"

"I can ... although it sounds far away," the priest of the storm whispered, and the scaly tissue near his neck kept rolling up and down. "Are we at the beach now?"

The Pope of Storm shook his head: "Have you forgotten, we are in the temple in the center of the island, which is far away from the sea ..."

"Really ... I can't remember, I heard the sound of the waves, very close, and thought I had reached the beach ..." The priest of the storm said slowly, "And the sea breeze was blowing on my face, I felt ... very comfortable . "

The expression of the old pope dimmed, and the pace of speech slowed down: "... the sea breeze cannot be blown here."

"Probably because my time is coming ..." The priest of the storm was silent for a moment, and said with a touch of relief, he slowly raised his right hand, which had been seriously mutated, and there were tough webs between the thin and light fingers. The thing connected to the original human limb, "I have heard their calls more and more clearly, and the call from the sea itself ... It was a very gentle voice, and I don't think she ... was malicious."

Faced with such low mumbles, the Pope did not speak for a while, and the unspeakable silence condensed between the two.

A few seconds later, the storm priest still lying in bed broke the silence: "We have been stuck on this road for too long ... maybe it is time to choose to give up."

The old pope shook his head: "This is not like what you usually say."

"But this is not an 'ordinary' day," said the Lord's Sacrifice lowly. "We perseveredly went to the deep sea and wanted to find the answer from the deep sea, but a **** that has fallen cannot give us any answer ... Our initial insistence was These seven hundred years have gone bad. You, me, and many of the main sacrifice, we started to pursue the truth in the first place, but in the end, the search for the truth has become an excuse for partial execution ... now it happens to us The things on my body are probably the price of everything. Paranoia ... induces even more paranoia ... "

The old pope was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "... you are called 'philosopher', so you still think about these things at this moment."

"Thinking is human instinct, human talent and innate rights ..." The main priest of the storm, known as the "philosopher," said slowly and slowly, "I only hope ... when I become completely 'them' After being a member, I can still think as I do now, as I do now ... "

His words stopped abruptly, and a disturbing noise replaced human language, muttering from the back of his throat. The sound seemed to be mixed with the looming sound of the waves, and there seemed to be invisible water flowing in the room Flowing in the air, a humid, seaweed-like atmosphere permeates the air, water elements accumulate, and visible scars are formed on the beds, floors, and walls. In this terrible vision, lying on the bed Men are rapidly transitioning towards the last stage of mutation-

His last distinctive feature as a human being, his light blue eyes are quickly covered by a pale golden chaotic color, and the original pupils have gradually become a pair of vertical pupils, in the sharpening breathing gas, Pope Sol Stocker heard another human language barely recognizable coming from his throat: "Ah, I heard ... the voice in the waves ... under the Pope's crown, I heard the dark abyss Call, there is a sound, there are many overlapping sounds ... "

The pope held the hand of the main sacrifice, and he felt that the soul of the other party was resonating with some more distant and higher will. The man was gradually being affected by the consciousness in the endless deep sea. The main sacrifice's lips moved and his eyes grew Alas, his last words were intermittent: "The voices are calling ... the voices are calling ... the voices are saying ..."

Suddenly, all of his crickets had faded. An unprecedentedly clear light appeared in the eyes of the priest's already mutated eyes. The human Naga's lips were shaking violently a few seconds ago, as if the last instinct in the muscles was still there. Protest, but in the end his struggle failed—

The trembling lips finally turned into a bright smile, and the corner of his mouth was raised, very happy: "Let's dig a big squid !!"

Sol Stocker let go of the main priest's hand and sighed.

This person already belongs to the deep sea.

All the people on this island are already in the deep sea.

The main sacrifice who turned into Naga was still lying on the bed, still immersed in the trance brought by the first "promotion", and the pope wearing the triple crown of storm stood up, he tidy up his clothes, picked up and leaned against the corner Scepter, turned and walked towards the door—he left the room deep in the temple, walked through the deep and long corridor, and walked through the closed doors, behind that door, there was an inhuman mumble, There was an inexplicable sound of waves, and a chilling, greasy sound like a sea snake crawling on the ground.

He walked in the middle of all these expressionlessly, and the pope's robes were gradually eroded and disintegrated by the elements. With the continuous footsteps, scales began to appear on his face, webs grew between his fingers, and thick, wet and smooth skin Covering his torso, the scales and fins on the thick skin slowly protruded. He slumped to the ground and the scepter fell to the ground. After a few seconds, he slowly climbed up again, took the scepter, and continued to move forward. Winding snakes.

Sol Stocker crossed the streets of the town that had become empty and quiet. He came near the coast, and a lot of Naga got out of the nearby houses, followed silently behind him, and they climbed several times. A hundred years ago, everyone pulled the shoulder of the port ramp built with their hands and came to the end of the trestle to the sea.

The sea surged, and a gorgeous throne condensed by water elements slowly rose from the water. A woman with an elegant and graceful, long silver and white hair and a very beautiful appearance stood in front of the throne. She was wearing a Chinese suit beside her The maid of the deep sea, on both sides of the throne are the tidal royal guards holding particle pulse rifles and trident light wave war blades.

"Sol Stum," Siren Petia nodded slightly, a little smile on his face, "We've been waiting a long time."

"The last of us persisted longer than expected," Sol Stocker bowed his head. "We want to wait properly until all of this ends smoothly."

"It's okay, this is what we promised at the beginning," Petia said gently. "Although I'm not human, I understand how a race wants to maintain its original shape to the last moment ... That persists to the end Human being, if he knew that everyone on the entire island, including your pope, had been transformed into Naga as early as half a month ago, then he would most likely have committed suicide—a great tragedy. "

"... The drastic transformation of this life form will have a great impact on one's body and mind, and the human mind cannot imagine or understand it until the transformation is complete," said Thor Stoum of Naga shook. Shaking his head, "Anyone who hasn't completed the conversion will be deeply frightened during the mutation process, and too many people have made unnecessary self-harm for this."

"Fortunately, we solved the problem of losing sensibility in the early stage of Naga's conversion, otherwise the chaos would become more serious," Petia nodded, her gaze looking not far away, where the sea water surged, one in the sun The tower-like facilities formed by many pipes and antenna devices that emit lustrous light gradually rise to the surface. "I will leave the mental stabilizer here for a while, and wait until the last batch of Naga on the island ’s mind and personality are completely stable. After that, take them to Io continent. "

The tower-shaped device was created by the Krakens after studying Naga for a while. For the Krakens who have advanced technology, it is a very simple thing. Its function is also very simple-through continuous release The ears ca n’t hear the “psalm song” that Siren and Naga can recognize, soothing those naga who are stunned because they have just completed the transformation, so that naga that would take about a month to recover memory and personality can Awake within hours after the transformation is complete.

The "psalm singing" that the knights like can speed up Naga's soberness. The discovery of this phenomenon is completely accidental to the knights-it originated from the months when the knights held on the sunny beach. A new episode of the "New Naga Citizens Welcome Meeting", when the deep-sea witch Hathaway drank an excessive amount of "big squid extract", and the high-level witch in a state of extreme excitement broke through the Royal Guard blockade, and several others The same exhilarating witches together performed a heavy metal of death-the sea monsters love music, they are good at all kinds of music, but apparently Naga, who has just embraced the deep sea, has not yet gone to the countryside, and in that accident, more than half of them Naga fell into a deep coma ...

Three days later, the deep-sea witch who woke up from the hangover thought about it, thinking that it was not the musical instruments at the time that affected Naga, but the powerful "psionic singing" of the sea monsters-she then conducted a series of experiments, Confirmed his thoughts.

After a series of complicated tests and adjustments, the Krakens have created a "mental stabilizer" that can quickly regain the consciousness of Naga, the first-of-its-kind device. This advanced device consists of two main components: one is only Kraken and Na Ga can hear the "sound" music player, and a lot of pipes and antennas to make this player look very powerful.

Petia looked back at the mental stabilizer, sighing slightly.

Siren can now only carry out this kind of "technology research and development".

Fortunately, the situation is gradually getting better. As more and more Sirens grasp the secrets of Arcane magic, they begin to understand and deal with the natural laws of the world. Sirens are frozen in the technology tree for millions of years. ... and finally there are signs of looseness.

Once the pope of the storm, the current leader of the naga, Sol Stum, did not know what the queen who had recently sworn loyalty was thinking about at the moment. He was only concerned about the future of the son of the storm. After receiving the Queen's further promise, he It seemed a lot easier: "We have had friction with you for many years ... but fortunately, this is finally over."

"The Kraken didn't want to fight anyone, but unfortunately we haven't been able to communicate smoothly," Petia looked back from her thoughts, she smiled, and nodded slightly to the Naga leader in front of her. "Now you have The goodwill of the Kraken was felt from the response of the psionic energy, so as a celebration of reconciliation between the two parties ... we will also share the secrets of the deep sea with you.

"Welcome to be a member of the ocean and wish this place to be your new home."