Mermaid Effect

Vol1

The prince's clothes were covered with blood, some brains, and fragments of skulls hung on his black uniform. The strong smell made Rand retch uncontrollably.The woman's voice made him feel a little familiar, but now he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about where he had heard this female voice with an accent.Of course, being held in the back of the head by the muzzle of a gun is not a pleasant experience, and the blue blood dripping down from Munster made Rand's heart tremble even more.Rand cautiously observed Munster from the corner of his eye. The wound of the little monster opened outward like a monster's grinning lips. Blood was gushing out, and its red eyes were shining with fierce rage. Something leaked from its throat, and Rand could tell it was threatening and intimidating...

Oh no……

Rand heard a voice whispering warnings in his heart.

The man in front of him had a sweet smile and a handsome face, but his reptilian eyes and cold stare told Rand before he could speak that he was a dangerous element, a thug, a man without any mercy. heart of the devil.And Rand is now beginning to worry that Munster's threat will anger the opponent.In this situation, Rand bit the tip of his tongue vigorously, using that tingling pain to force himself to calm down.Then his eyes fell on the man's clothes, and Rand recognized the uniform he was wearing despite being smeared with Ken's remains and blood.

Those men in black—from deep white.

"Are you a deep white person?" Rand licked his lips, and then said, his voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded calm, he raised his eyes to meet the man's gaze, "I My name is Rand Sievers, and my brother is Vincent Sievers, and the white ones should know him...I assure you on my own, Munster, who is confronting you... ...creature (here Rand thinks about the wording a little), will not cause any harm to the public. I don't know what the mission you have received, but I swear, me and it will obey your arrangements, as long as you don't hurt it..."

Rand hoped that his assurance would keep this creepy-looking "deep white" person calm, but after he finished speaking, he saw a strange expression on the other person's face.

Rand knew immediately that something was not right.

"Injury? Hehe..."

The man turned his head, glanced at Munster, and he laughed.

"Oh no... Rand Sievers, I know who you are. But what you're worried about isn't the problem—how could I possibly hurt a 'Red Scale'? In fact, I risked I’m here to confront you at the risk of my life, and your little pet can easily grind me to a pulp if it wants to—of course, the premise is that my friend doesn’t point a gun at you.”

While he was speaking, a young girl kept her gun raised, and walked into Rand's sight step by step vigilantly and slowly.

The moment he saw her, Rand's pupils suddenly widened.

"It's you!"

He blurted out.

There was no expression on that childish face, and her hollow and deep pupils made her look like a machine. However, after hearing Rand's voice, the girl holding the gun—Ray Sarah, her brows trembled slightly, perhaps intentionally, or perhaps unintentionally, she never met Rand's gaze.

"I don't understand what's going on here?"

Rand's emotions could no longer maintain compulsive calm. He frowned tightly and looked at Raisha and the "Prince". The dark white uniforms of these two people made Rand's heart full of surprise, trouble and shock. ...and a series of complex and chaotic emotions.

"I thought you were just a lost person who was hurt by Munster..."

Rand murmured in a low voice.

"Well, this matter is a long story."

The "Prince" pondered with a smile, and he glanced at Laisha.

"Laisha and I have always been very, very obsessed with you, Rand." His voice dropped.

"Laisha?"

Rand didn't seem to see the cold and heavy gun in Raisha's hand, and he repeated the name.

"That's your real name, right... I've been worried about your injuries, and I'm glad to see you're okay."

Rand tried his best to look gentle and relaxed, his eyes were focused, and he really seemed to have a trace of concern for Laisha...

Laisha's eyes trembled for a moment, and she met Rand's gaze unpreparedly. The gentle and concerned gaze was exactly the same as the one she got as an innocent girl in the cabin not long ago... And in her dream, she took out this precious tenderness and relived it again and again.

Like candy, Raisha felt sweet and longing for human tenderness.

It never occurred to her that Rand remembered her.

"I……"

She muttered, unable to restrain herself from opening her mouth.

And at this moment, Rand suddenly grabbed her wrist, and then pulled it hard-a high-frequency scream came out of Laisha's throat.

"boom--"

She squeezed the trigger with her hand and fired hard. There was a loud boom, and sparks flew from the metal stair railing.

Raisha's bullets all hit the ground and the railing, the rebounded bullets slammed into the wall, and one hit the light bulb.

The light suddenly dimmed.

Rand relied on his own weight to press Laisha directly to the ground, while on the other side, several tentacles pierced straight at the "Prince" like sharp spears, and the latter slammed Shaking his body wildly, he dodged most of the deadly blows, though his shoulders and thighs were still pierced by barbed tentacles.

After feeling the warm flesh and blood, the tentacles began to stir and bite in his body like a carnival, and a large amount of blood spurted out.But in the next second, the prince pulled out the deep white daggers specially made for "Poseidons" from the dark pocket of his thigh. Their steel blades were soaked with a corrosive biological poison specially made for sirens.With the swing of the blade, several tentacles were chopped off.However, in this brief moment, Munster had already dived down like a ghost. Its arms dug into the prince's wound, tearing off a large piece of warm muscle with screams.

"Prince" screamed.

"Do not……"

Raisha's face was pressed to the ground, and she wailed at the same time.

A wet chewing sound suddenly became very loud, and Rand turned his head in shock. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief: Munster's mouth opened like a shark, and it gnawed straight into the "Prince"'s open abdominal cavity. The mass of viscera spewed out due to abdominal pressure——

"help me……"

The prince's head hit the stairs, and he reached out to clasp a small button on his neck, and a horrified wail rolled out of his throat.

"Om-"

At this moment, a special weapon charging sound pierced Rand's eardrums.

……

Vol2

On the opposite side of this building, on the roof platform of another building.

Dozens of "Poseidon" members were silent like a machine, as if they didn't hear the screams of "colleagues" coming from the earphones.

After receiving a report from the patrol about a suspicious empty Ford, "Poseidon" easily found the image of Rand Sievers from the surveillance of the car rental shop, and then a reliable message was provided to them. The exact location of Rand, the same-sex wedding scene of a billionaire and a famous model. "Poseidon" immediately sent several teams to sneak into the building where the wedding was held, but soon, those locators representing fresh life disappeared one by one - until a few minutes ago, the only two "team members" There was news.

They found Rand Sievers, and Subject 7371.

They dragged each other to the emergency exit stairs on the west side of the building, and notified the specific location.Then "Poseidon" set up an infrared thermal system here, and they clearly saw the struggle between the "team members" and the two targets on the screen.

And just a dozen seconds ago, the communication equipment that had been malfunctioning seemed to have resumed normal operation in an accident—then, the "Poseidons" heard that terrified call for help.

The targets have no mercy for human beings, and their actions are cruel and bloodthirsty, and the "Poseidons" immediately judged this.Deep White’s previous capture of the target was based on the fact that Rand Sievers and Experimental Subject 7371 had no active aggressive behavior, but judging from the reality, if they are still treated in a gentle way, they are likely to Take the opportunity to escape like before.

"Lock on target... launch."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the "Poseidon" commander frowned slightly, then stared at the screen, and spoke.

He hit that button.

Two rocket launchers shot straight out——

Vol3

"Boom..."

A second... or two after hearing that sound.

A huge roar exploded in Rand's ears, and the white light that almost blinded people suddenly lit up. The ground, walls, and ceiling twisted like trampled cardboard boxes, and then suddenly shattered.Billowing thick smoke and smoke rose suddenly, and flames and building debris fell like a rain of fire.

The first thing Rand felt was excruciating pain.

Intense pain, he was breathing, feeling the pain coming from his abdomen... After the smoke and dust settled a little bit, he raised his head slightly, and let out an uncontrollable moan, a huge metal fragment came directly from the His belly dug into the ground, pinning Rand to the ground like a stuffed insect.

His face was also in pain. When his blurred vision saw his arm twisted in a strange direction, he found that his skin had swollen with countless small bubbles as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid. The red dermis covered the surface. With burnt black marks.

The rocket didn't hit him directly, but Rand was thrown directly to the other side of the floor by the draft and was badly burned.

...and another rocket.

"Munster..."

Rand could feel his blood splashing out, his consciousness sank into a quagmire due to massive blood loss, quickly becoming chaotic and blurred.

Flames, heat, and smoke filled his field of vision.

He tried to find Munster, but after calling its name, he didn't get a response from it for the first time...

The rustle of military boots stepping on the masonry ruins sounded, and the dust fell further, revealing the blue sky behind the torn wall.

Then Rand heard the roar of the helicopter...

Someone approached him, but after blinking desperately, Rand found that his eyes only had a sense of light.

Some shadows dangled in front of him.

"The A976 team has arrived at the location..."

"...the target's vital signs...decreased..."

"Medical assistance required..."

……

Finally, even the staccato voice on the intercom settled like dust, sinking into Rand's dark sea of ​​consciousness.

Vol4

Seahorse Sting could hear his own intense breathing echoing behind the mask.

He was surrounded by flames, broken bricks and his companions, and the scene looked chaotic, but he felt relieved.

Rand Sievers lay soundlessly on the ground with the medical officer squatting beside him...then he looked up and started yelling at them.

What the hell is medical assistance?

Sting the Seahorse wanted to yell back at him, but he finally fell silent—he had his own business to do.

The second rocket launched by the "Poseidon" directly hit the subject 7371, well, at least according to the monitoring.So now they had to send two teams to look for the wreckage of that thing in the ruins of the building.

...if it still has chunks of wreckage left.

"Oh my God, you're not going to believe this..."

At this moment, "Stinging Seahorse" heard a colleague exclaiming in the distance.

"What... what is this..."

After "Stab Seahorse" rushed over and saw the things in the ruins clearly, it also murmured incredulously.

He didn't quite know how to describe what he saw in words...

It looked like the remains of some kind of creature.

But it's hard to imagine the wreckage looking like this - a large amount of slime bubbling in the ruins, like a pot of thick soup.

Intestines, lungs, and some fragments of internal organs are wriggling in this mucus soup like living things. After careful observation, you will find that it is because some blue worms like silk threads are on the surface of those fragments Crawling, crawling... They secreted a large amount of blue unknown substance, which stuck to the damaged surface of the internal organs. Soon after, those internal organs began to vibrate at a rate visible to the naked eye.

There is no word in this world that can describe the horror and disgust of this scene.

What is even more unbearable is that, in the middle of the "boiling" offal soup, a head is staring at the stunned humans with bright red eyes.

"His-"

It opened its mouth to reveal the insect-like mouthparts, hissing intermittently.

"vomit……"

The colleague of "Stab the Seahorse" suddenly covered his mouth and ran to the side and retched.

After a brief silence, "Stinging Seahorse" called the headquarters.

……

An hour later, special containers arrived from headquarters and were sent to Kansas.

The "broth" left by Rand Sievers and Subject 7371 was packed into containers and sent to the helicopter.

At the same time, the two sacrificed "Poseidons" were also sent into the plane...they were also the only members who had bodies after entering the building.

"Stab Seahorse" stared at the plane going away.

Something, hatred, or something else, slowly descended from the bottom of his heart.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and placed it at the crack in the torn wall.

"Give it to you."

He looked into the distance, and then murmured to his sister's smiling face in his mind.

However, at this moment his partner came over and interrupted his reminiscence—this unlucky ghost was responsible for dealing with the brutally treated corpses of his colleagues.

Perhaps it is because of this that he looks very bad now.

Thorn Seahorse lit him a cigarette, even though it was against the rules, but he thought his partner would need it.

"What's wrong with you? Need a break?"

He pretended to be relaxed and smiled at his partner, but the latter's brows were still tightly furrowed.

"Something is not quite right..."

he murmured.

"Not right?"

"Yes, something is wrong... There are two dead bodies on the plane, right?!" His partner seemed a little incoherent, "But, you know what? I feel that the dead bodies in this building ...There are two more people...I checked one by one, everyone is...all correct, Jesse, Meranda, Lincoln..."

He met the sharp gaze of "Pricked Seahorse" and shook his head slightly.

"If all the dead bodies in the building are ours...those two on the plane, who are they?"

Vol5

Inside the helicopter...

A pair of bright red eyes opened in the coffin.