Mermaid Reef

The tall tower of Tower Bridge in London, about 140 feet above the water (note: 43 meters)

The waves of the river were like a roaring giant, dragging its heavy steps, its black and dirty limbs trying to climb the steel bridge.

The silver moonlight shone on the giant, and white smoke emitted like sulfuric acid.

The mermaid's sharp nails poked four deep pits out of the granite, and the fish tail slapped in the air along the swaying iron cable. Before reaching the height, the giant was sent flying by an invisible force, and the black water flowed on the spot. Disintegrated and fell back into the Thames.

Angry shouts came from the bottom of the river.

The sound was high-pitched and sharp. First, all the glass of the houses on both sides of the river shattered, and then it spread to the taller buildings in the city of London.

A deep and long crack has appeared in the 13-tonne clock dial glass of the Gothic clock tower at the Palace of Westminster.

The roaring stopped suddenly, and the mermaid seemed to sense something, and turned to look at an abandoned factory in the lower reaches of the Thames.

Suddenly the whole factory exploded.

Instead of flames, the "blue light" produced by the explosion lit up half of the night sky.

Countless blue-purple silk threads were weaving quickly, and a "cocoon" glowing with blue light slowly rose up, even covering the moonlight.

At the same time, a huge and terrifying black shadow appeared.

It's like a dark vortex.

It was originally invisible, but the silver moon and the self-luminescence of the cocoon actually showed the true face of this creature.

The black vines stretched wildly, and two forks appeared at the end of each vine, turning into two vines.

The vines are full of spikes and spiral teeth.

These spiral teeth are like the brachiopod spiral teeth of deep-sea creatures. Once the prey is bitten, it will severely cut into the prey's limbs.

The vines facing the cocoons gave birth to these weapons, and the other vines just looked hard and terrifying. They entangled the ruined roof of the factory, and forcibly "carried" the building that was about to collapse.

The factory did not continue to collapse and remained in a crumbling state.

Now, perched above the ruins is a glowing cocoon, an indescribable black vine-like creature.

These vines grow radially, and when curled up in a ball, they appear chaotic and chaotic, and the mere sight of them drives people mad.

In order to maintain this dilapidated factory, the vines began to unfurl, and the veins were clearly visible under the moonlight.

——It turned out to be a creature that basically obeyed the aesthetics of central symmetry.

Those vine-like tentacles are regularly distributed around the body, from thick to fine, there are 32 main trunks, 64 auxiliary branches, and [-] small branches...

It split like this, and when it reached the end, the color began to fade, becoming small and soft, as if it was a branch of a dense tree crown, and like those complicated nervous system.

——The most conspicuous thing is the center of the vortex, the core that those vines will protect when curled up.

It was a large soft-looking jelly, with some fine golden particles dotted with a black texture. (Note)

Looking from a distance, at the bottom of this abyss made of indescribable tentacles, at the center of the dark vortex, there is actually a black eight-petal flower, and even a few golden slender stamens are shining.

Soft jelly, one by one as the vines stretch.

Luminous golden particles are embedded in the slightly bouncing flower disc.

Gemil's golden eyes stayed there involuntarily.

It seemed to have sensed something, and shrank suddenly, hiding the jelly tightly, and at the same time, the vine tentacles angrily swept the cocoon into the river.

"Erpanodiel!"

The mermaid's mermaid's melodious voice evoked a terrifying echo.

The masonry of every building vibrated slightly, and every living creature could hear the sound of blood rushing and the sound of the heart beating wildly in a coma.

This is an adverse reaction to hearing and coming into contact with the real body of the evil god.

Even if it's just a name.

This is not any language in human history. It is mixed with all kinds of indistinguishable high and low sounds, and can only barely follow the approximate pronunciation of "Erfanodil".

Humans should not know the real name of the evil god.

***

In the ruined factory, John felt his head was punched hard, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

His symptoms were the mildest, and the other heretics rolled on the ground screaming.

"War, gods, war..."

The servants of the evil god let out a hoarse cry, and then flew out uncontrollably.

The first butterfly to rush out of the hole in the roof, her body trembled violently, and then dissipated like smoke.

"No!"

John was panting violently, his eyes were blurred, and he could only shout to the shadows of flying butterflies: "Irene! Susan is very worried about you, she is looking for you!"

He vaguely heard the sound of fire from the hand wooden warehouse.

When John regained consciousness again, he suddenly found that the pagan leader had been shot in the chest and lay motionless in a pool of blood.

John: "..."

He stood up staggeringly, and at this time the factory was trembling again. John couldn't stand still, and he was about to roll along the stagnant water into the huge pothole in front of him.

John threw away the fishskin gloves quickly, grabbed a wooden beam, and climbed with difficulty.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a force coming from behind, and at the same time, some scale powder fell in front of his eyes, and his exposed fingers went numb for a while.

The moment John let go, he was also "lifted" by the force behind him.

"Eileen?"

John's feet were still dragged on the ground. After getting out of danger, he immediately moved his fingers and grabbed the broken stones protruding from the wall to climb to a higher place.

The vibration seemed to have stopped, and there was a dead silence in the ruins.

Those heretics were "hanging" in disorder in the pile of debris, all unconscious.

Erin was hiding in a corner. She hid well, but her glowing features gave her away.

John found a small platform where he could temporarily hide, and he began to count the bullets and items on his body.

Paganism seems to be unnecessary.

The altar was directly overturned by Jansen, and the leader of the pagans was also inadvertently killed by John.

John sighed, took off the black robe he was wearing and threw it to Irene.

Erin instinctively caught it.

"Put it on to block the light you emit. Find another mask that can cover the upper half of your face, or simply dress up as a gypsy astrologer, so you won't attract attention." This is John from a certain evil god Get inspired.

Erin trembled, and made a voice that seemed to be laughing and crying: "No, no need. Are you the Mr. Detective that Susan often mentioned?"

"it's me."

John could only see the pair of terrified compound eyes, and couldn't discern the expression on Irene's furry face. He wanted to comfort Irene, but he couldn't think of what to say.

Any language is pale in the face of reality.

But the matter had come to this point, and John had to ask about everything.

"Do you know what the paganism you believe in is?"

"It... I can't say it." Irene murmured, as if in her sleep, "If I were still that laundryman Irene, I could tell you, but..."

"Then let's talk about what you can say, because the gray butterfly also appeared on Susan." John reminded with an accentuated tone.

"What?" Irene cried out in shock, and then she seemed to regain her senses, and quickly explained, "It's not me, I can't possibly infect her with this, I didn't see her again when I transformed, it must be the ones kept by the church Gray Butterfly...has Susan been to church?"

"Yes, to find you, after she found you missing." John said seriously.

Irene cried again, a sound as horrible as an iron brush on glass.

"I told you all..."

***

The dawn sun illuminated the city, and the banks of the Thames were full of traces of the river's backflow.

John crawled out of the abandoned factory and ripped off the gas mask from his head.

"Alive?"

John looked up and saw Jason standing high in the ruins. The backlit figure seemed to be an oil painting depicting the haze.

"Yes, I can still serve you and enjoy the gold coins and gems you paid me." The detective muttered, and then struggled to take off his muddy rubber shoes.

He looked at the mess here with some annoyance, and then covered his nose.

It really stinks in here.

John suddenly realized that Jason stood so high because he didn't want to touch the mud and dirty water!

"Bah." John struggled out of the quagmire.

He couldn't help asking: "Why did Gemil appear, why did you fight with Hui Die?"

Jason was silent for a minute, then told the detective a story in veiled words.

A young man who was reading earnestly was suddenly disturbed by the crazy self-reproduction behavior of his own kind, and the other party also emitted smells and noises on the vast river and over the city at the top of his lungs, so the young man couldn't help throwing a brick. Knock the opponent out.

"A gentleman's behavior is generally to tap the wall or the window with his cane to remind him."

The corner of John's mouth twitched to remind him, how could anyone directly hit the fist?

But thinking of the swarms of gray butterflies flying out from the bottom of the river, John stopped talking. If Jason didn't do anything, if it lasted for another month, more than half of the people in London would suffer.

This ancient city will be completely turned into a nest of evil gods.

"Gamil was also interrupted by Gray Butterfly?"

"……almost."

Jason said vaguely.

In fact, the fundamental reason is that he and Gemil are in a very special period.

At this time, they were very easily disturbed, and they just met a gray butterfly who had no scruples.

Seriously speaking, Hui Die seems to be wronged too?After all, it occupied the territory first, no matter how arrogant it is, it will be difficult for the evil gods in a normal state to be affected. If they are interested in Huidie, they will come to the door to socialize.

There are basically no people who choose the social mode of fighting like Jason and Gemil.

"Gamil is more determined than me. When he found out that I was going to beat Huidie, he didn't plan to come over, but I ran into you halfway." Jason pointed out the culprit.

The detective looked surprised, what do you mean, how does this have anything to do with him?

"You need to find someone, so I wasted time. I stayed in the gray butterfly's incarnation lair for too long. Gemil thought... I couldn't deal with this gray butterfly."

Jason said blankly.

John's eyebrows twitched, and then he thought to himself, Gemil might be sitting and waiting for the person he likes to beat Hui Die, but there is no movement after waiting, he must be suspicious!

Heh, I suspect that Jason fell in love with Hui Die, and then rushed over after throwing down the book?

"What are you thinking?" Jason keenly sensed that the detective's mood was not right.

The detective's mental willpower, which had been somewhat chaotic, was suddenly recovering at an alarming rate.

"Nothing?" The detective felt his brain lighten up, and even the smell of sewage was not so obvious, he began to change the subject, "I seem to hear Gemil's voice, he is calling your name...it's strange, I don't Know what your name is, but that's how my mind told me the answer. 'Evil sea devil', 'skeleton of a ghost ship', do you like to float in the sea with your body strapped to the board?"

Backlight couldn't see Jason's expression, but John could hear the tone that became cold at that moment.

"That's the consciousness left over from your experience of the West Wind shipwreck. It turns out that you still saw part of my body at the moment the ghost ship disintegrated."

"Black rope, like a snake." John said to himself, but he only remembered this part.

Jason snapped, "Forget it, including the name you heard."

The detective spread his hands: "I have forgotten."

This is the truth, what Gemil said is that he likes to float on the sea and bask in the sun tied to a plank!

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The author has something to say:

Jensen's ontological reference creature, Basket Snake

This is a real creature whose animation is very degraded and destroys willpower

It is recommended to look at still pictures and pictures with the main body spread out (don’t look at it for fear of secrecy)

Of course, if you can't accept this indescribable creature, please don't even look at the still pictures

This echinoderm is very primitive. If you don't look at the pictures and listen to the normal scientific description, it is a mutated version of the starfish.

For example, its close relative, the brittle tail, is that the five horns of the starfish turn into long snake-like tentacles. Some brittle tails will really pretend to be sea snakes... but the basket snake tail is a large basket of branches whose tentacles are so split that they cannot stop. Well

Each tentacle splits in two until the very end, so when it curls up it's horrible, a wriggling indescribable thing, some call it Medusa's snake hair

But spread out, it is a very centrally symmetrical figure, and the core five-pointed star is quite nice

This kind of appearance that is chaotic and disorderly in nature, but the tentacle is quite regular and lawful when you look carefully, how much it fits the protagonist's positioning.

There is also a useless setting here. The evil god can know the real name of the other party when he sees the other party showing his body

Everyone, don't be afraid of that real name (no one is afraid, okay) that is the pronunciation of the snake tail, because the English name of the basket snake tail is Gorgon Gorgon, cough.

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Why did Gemil fall in love with Jason at first sight, uh, it was love at first sight when he saw the body

Has tentacles (√) (Note: Gemir does not)

Elegant and slender (√) Soft and flexible (√) (Note: Gemir itself does not have any)

There is also a jelly-like (?) stamen, so cute

The strange reef is very beautiful with a basket snake tail, and the mermaid wears a smaller basket snake tail, which is the real Medusa (hey)

Gemil took a fancy to it at a glance: This is the lover of my dreams, who looks exactly according to my aesthetics

(The author runs away with his head in his arms)