Desharow Merman (COMPLETED)

Chapter 105

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    I glanced at the side of Agares. He had closed his eyes at this moment, and the eyeballs rolled slightly under the eyelids, as if he was meditating on something. I was surprised to see that a group of blue light was shining slightly on his forehead, illuminating his pale skin almost transparent. The damp silver hair that was originally hanging floated behind his back like the tentacles of a jellyfish, and each strand of hair fluctuated slightly like a living body. When I observed carefully, I found countless tiny blue light spots merged into the hair from the nape of his neck, which looked like the electrode catheter of the concentrated circuit was emitting current.

    At the same time, I noticed that in the picture presented on the waterfall, several waves against the original direction of the waves were attacking the warship sailing into the strait, and countless black shadows loomed like a large cloud of haze. But if it is not from the perspective of me and Agares, this latent offensive is difficult to detect, especially in the shadows formed on both sides of the strait.

    As the wave approached the warship, I found that a strand of Agares's hair fluttered more and more. When one of his hairs twisted and twisted, a black shadow in the wave circled around the head of the warship at an extremely fast speed, and jumped into the drainage compartment like an arrow fired, I'm sure No one can notice this electric moment.

    This made me suddenly realize that there is a one-to-one control relationship between these attacking mermaids and Agares's hair. I gasped.

    It's just unbelievable. I can't help but think of the host computer that initiates the command, and Agares is playing such a role at this moment.

    How to describe it? This kind of communication between mermaids achieved by the stream of consciousness is almost equivalent to radio, no, it should be the Internet, and it is even more advanced than human long-distance communication media, because Agares, the host, can not only accurately send his commands Communicate to each individual, and enable each individual to take action at the most efficient speed. But fifty years ago, Agares didn't seem to have such a function. He personally launched an attack on Shinichi's warship. Could this be the evolution of himself and the mermaid group in the past fifty years? Human beings have developed to the present state after several industrial and technological revolutions, but mermaids have evolved a more transcendent communication network and combat method in only fifty years. How amazing!

    I stared at the strands of hair that twisted in different degrees, secretly amazed. But a doubt popped up in my brain at an inappropriate time: So, which strand of hair is my existence? , No, Agares probably doesn't have as many hairs as the population, so, which light spot in which hair strand should I be? And is he also controlling me at some point? Perhaps for Agares, any individual is equivalent to a tiny planet in his cosmic body, surviving and revolving around his magnetic field and star orbit?

    I suddenly shivered. The thought was horrible, too bad. I shook my head, forced myself to make hypothetical reasoning, turned my gaze back to the waterfall, and opened my eyes wide.

    Near the warship, huge luminous plankton tumbled onto the choppy water. I once saw them in Atlantis in the vision I saw with Agares, and I still remember them floating above the huge and quiet "tomb", as ethereal as a mirage.

    But at this moment, they are on the sea of ​​this other world, in the dark night before dawn, just like the changing nebula in the outer space presented by the Halley telescope, the beauty is breathtaking. But I know that this "nebula" is not just a "smoke bomb" manipulated by Agares. The real threat lurks beneath the bewildering façade, like the merfolk themselves.