Chapter 29: The small town of Siren

Bai Liu and Siren King's heads were covered in a ball of fire that burned like the sun falling into the sea, countless sunken bodies and shipwrecks were beneath their feet, and the sea was a floating mass of burning black debris that floated silently between them, all of which seemed calm, but the constant sound of system alarms reminded everyone that the scene was not as quiet as it seemed.

[System warning: Player Bai Liu's spirit level continues to drop, currently at 6 ......]

[System Warning: Player Bai Liu's spirit level continues to drop, currently at 5 ......]

Bai Liu's entire face is completely covered in thick scales, his hands have a tough skin like a reptile's claws, his second knuckle curls up and his lower limbs elongate, turning into a complete fish tail, looking indistinguishable from any other monster.

Wang Shun's heart is beating out of his chest: "Spirituality, down 5 ......"

" Bai Liu, do you still know that you are a player and not a monster?" Mu Sicheng mumbled to himself as he looked up at Bai Liu's kind of ugly face on the small TV.

Siren King's tail swayed slightly as he approached Bai Liu with an unpredictable swimming speed.

As we watched on the small TV, the Siren King flickered for a moment, and the next time it reappeared, it was on Bai Liu's cheek, and the audience in front of the small TV let out a gasp, but it was quickly silenced by them covering their mouths.

Siren King looked pale, his long hair flowing over the bridge of his high nose, he reached out and tapped an index finger on Bai Liu's brow, his pale lips opening and closing slightly without a sound, no one knew what Siren King was saying, except Bai Liu.

"You have brought me to the deep, what is your wish?" Siren King said, "I allow you to say your wish and I will grant it to you."

Bai Liu's pupils tightened with a sense of extreme pressure, and the moment Siren King approached him he felt as if his mind had been churned by a blender, and as if he had been crushed by a road roller and was unable to move.

[System warning: Player Bai Liu's spirit level continues to drop, currently at 1 ......]

Wang Shun is so nervous he's about to bite his hand: "Ahhhhhhhh-!!! Only 1 more!!! There's only 1!!! I fuck me fuck me fuck me!!!"

Mu Sicheng's breathing also eased and he did not speak, just watched the small TV intently.

The rest of the audience even shouted in unison.

"I need oxygen!"

"Fuck, how many years have I seen this kind of player who when it comes to life and death still makes me not want to go and always thinks he can perform miracles ...... my heart is beating so fast ......"

[System Warning: Player Bai Liu's Spirit Level continues to drop, currently at Spirit Level 1, (Berserk) Limit -]

[Player Name: Bai Liu (Berserk Attribute Bonus Panel)

[Stamina value: 655→955]

[Agility: 733→1033]

[Attack: 555→955]

[Resistance: 776→1209]

[Combined Defence Attack Power rises, total panel attribute points exceed 4000, rated as Super A player, player Bai Liu level rises, from A to Super A level]

Wang Shun slapped his thigh, lamenting in anger and anxiety, "The panel attribute is only Super A at its limit! That's not even close to an S. You need to be over 10,000 to have an S panel attribute!"

"Six thousand short of being able to carry a god-ranked npc's attack." Mu Sicheng frowned in a rare moment as he glanced at Bai Liu on the small TV with some regret, "Interesting player, it's a shame this is his last game."

Bai Liu's mouth and eyes spilled blood, but he raised a hand to wipe it away, smiled, and turned to Siren King and said, "My wish is that you attack me, right now."

The Siren King on the small TV seemed to react for a moment, his silver pupils shifting a little as he stared at Bai Liu: "I attack you? You might die."

"Who knows? Maybe not." The curve of Bai Liu's smile widened, every scale on his body bleeding and quivering with the proximity of Siren King, who was now almost identical to a mermaid.

Bai Liu cannot help but fear Siren King from his heart, but this fear is not lost on him, and it is a very cutting emotion on his face, the expression on the right side of his face is one of controlled cringing fear, tears flowing from his eyes, and the corners of his mouth pressed down, though not visible.

The expression on the left side of the face is very natural, an idle smile, a very indifferent emotion in the eyes, the corners of the mouth turned upwards.

Bai Liu moved closer to Siren King, to an almost nose-to-nose distance, and he lowered his eyes as if to whisper jokingly, "What if you can't kill me, but instead let me get something out of you?" Like a reward, like points.

Siren King's pale pupils looked directly at Bai Liu and took a long time to withdraw his gaze: "Mad traveler, as you wish, I will attack, but you send me back to the bottom of the sea, and if you survive, I owe you a wish that you can redeem at any time by calling on me, as long as you hold a part of my body and call on my soul's original name -- Tavel ."

"Thanks a lot." Bai Liu arched his eyebrows.

Siren King slowly spun around Bai Liu and swam in a circle, his pupils snapping into a straight line, his tail curling and then flipping over and striking Bai Liu unceremoniously on the waist.

Bai Liu was smashed by Siren King, and he was thumped into the sea floor like a torpedo, shaking the small TV for a moment. The fish fled in panic, but stayed away from Siren King, who was hovering in the water.

Siren King's long hair floats and spreads in the sea, striking Bai Liu's fishtail with a graceful sway. Against the apocalyptic backdrop of the sea, Siren King's pure, untouched face, free from human emotion, has a holy feel like the arrival of a god.

All the viewers in front of the small TV closed their eyes in unison, no one dared to open them, and only one whispered the question

"Is it dead?"

Wang Shun withdrew his gaze full of despondency, he withdrew his gaze helplessly and sadly, "With only 1 spirit, even if he resisted Siren King's attack, his spirit would have cleared and the man should be gone."

Mu Sicheng, with his hands in his pockets, looked at the screen, which was darkened by the mud and sand, and narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. The man ...... is quite interesting."

As many viewers were about to regret leaving, the system in the small black TV screen suddenly, emitted a jerky, faint warning beep as if it had a bad signal, and the small TV returned to normal after two seconds of snow, which attracted everyone's attention.

--The small TV did not go out, which means only one thing, Bai Liu is not dead.

[System warning: Player Bai Liu's spirit level continues to drop, currently at 0.1 spirit level, please pass the level quickly]

[System Warning: Player Bai Liu's Spirit Level continues to drop, currently at 0.1 Spirit Level, (Berserk) Ultimate Limit !!!!]

[Player Name: Bai Liu (Berserk Peak)

[Strength value: 955→???? (Unable to measure)]

[Agility: 1033→???? (Unable to measure)]

[Attack: 955→???? (Unable to measure)]

[Resistance: 1209→???? (Not measurable)]

[Comprehensive defense attack power up, panel attribute point total unknown, unable to rate player level, is informing superiors ...... superiors are intervening to deal with it, Bai Liu This small TV video data has been sealed into the game encryption file]

Wang Shun's eyes widened in disbelief, he was really dumbfounded and couldn't even speak properly: "Still, still alive, spirit value 0.1, I go-!"

Mu Sicheng was also stunned as he stepped forward and approached the small TV, trying to find Bai Liu in a cloud of dust.

Siren King seems to have noticed that the people at the bottom of the sea are still alive, and he slowly sinks, sweeping his tail through the mud on the ground.

Bai Liu's limbs are embedded in the seabed in a twisted position, the lower half of his battered tail has disappeared and only the upper half is left to languish in the mud, Bai Liu's eyes, nose and ears are bleeding out, but this guy is actually laughing, laughing with such joy and pleasure that blood keeps spilling out.

At the sight of Siren King, who had almost slapped him to death with his tail, Bai Liu had the strength to raise his right hand, which was broken at ninety degrees, in a lazy greeting, "Yo, Siren King."

Wang Shun was amused by Bai Liu, who was incredulous and in tears: "Doesn't this one hurt? And greeting the monster with a broken hand, the sensory experience of this game is 100%!"

"Crazy." Mu Sicheng commented with a snicker, hugging his chest.

Of course Bai Liu is in pain, he is in pain all over his body, but Bai Liu is indifferent to the pain, as if the pain is physical but does not interfere in any way with his mental calmness and the comfort he feels when he is about to pass, his emotions are independent of each other, like paint in different compartments that do not interfere with each other in any way.

Siren King's face showed no emotion: "You're alive."

"Yes." Bai Liu smiled, opening his blood covered mouth, the man was still in the mood to tease, "I told you if you couldn't kill me I might be able to get something out of you?"

Siren King leaned down to look at him, dropping her long pale lashes as she inquired, "What do you want from me?"

Bai Liu's consciousness was a little dazed by this time, and as he looked at Siren King's overly delicate face at such close range, he suddenly wanted to molest her a little.

Bai Liu laughed a little and gently touched Siren King's long hair with his own broken hand, placing it in front of his bleeding lips with a teasing kiss, laughing, "A kiss perhaps? I've never seen a creature as beautiful as you, I couldn't have built it myself modeling it."

Siren King lowered her eyes, "Good. "

"? " Bai Liu thought to himself what is good when he saw Siren King's eyelids close and he attached himself for a kiss.