Chapter 1066 - 876: The Long-Lost Song of the Sirens (Part 2)

Chapter 1066: Chapter 876: The Long-Lost Song of the Sirens (Part 2)

Alpha contacted Beta: "Old buddy, the Ten Lords organized prayers for the citizens of three cities. Can you help calculate the bonuses from these prayers?"

Beta was really at a loss: "There are too many variables. Let’s try to estimate a range value."

Alpha then said: "My screen is shaking and blurring badly. I suspect I just saw a player enter Shadow Stream City."

Beta was astonished: "A player? If it’s that secret member of the Divine Team, it’s entirely possible to enter! But their level can’t possibly be level 70. What role can they play in high-level scenarios like Shadow Stream City?"

Alpha thought for a moment, coldly smiling: "If I saw it and recorded it, then I could threaten the Divine Team!"

Beta also laughed: "Precisely, the Divine Team sent members to block the Ten Lords’ attack from the Merfolk! Once the Ten Lords find out, Young Master Shenqian kneeling won’t ever explain it away."

Suddenly, Beta remembered something: "That Mermaid’s song sounds familiar, kind of like..."

Alpha was astonished: "This noise-like thing can sound familiar?"

Beta said gravely: "Yes, it’s uncomfortable to hear, so it left a deep impression. It must be that audio combination into the Sea Demon... Low-level Siren song! Yes, low-level Siren song, almost beast-like."

Alpha had no time for chatter: "No more talking, old buddy, hurry and calculate..."

...

Shadow Stream City.

When Little Mountain God’s shadow entered the turbulent energy pool at the tower base, the entire screen was burning, and among rows of negative prompts scrolling across the screen, it went black!

——System Prompt: Warning! Your shadow has suffered extreme damage, your spirit has taken a severe impact, entering a coma state.

Coma!! But being unconscious is minor; failing the mission is a major loss. Yet the system hasn’t prompted mission failure?

In anxiety, waited for half an hour until the screen finally began to recover.

——System Prompt: Congratulations! Your shadow has undergone the ordeal of energy impact and initially grasped the insight of "Shadow Tenacity."

Oh? A skill never heard of!

There were a few Shadow Demon Mages in front, with pleased wicked smiles: "Newcomer, well done, triggered Shadow Tenacity, your future is promising, we want to focus on training you."

Little Mountain God immediately asked: "Sir, what is this skill?"

"Simply put, you are one in a million among Shadow Demons—a strong contender. Excited?"

Little Mountain God exclaimed joyfully: "I am very honored, but it’s just an insight. How do I formally master it?"

The mages laughed: "We’ll take you to practice on other Magic Towers, hone it to master it."

Little Mountain God then noticed the explosions had stopped: "Sir, have all the other Magic Towers been closed?"

"Yes, under the highest command, everyone contributed. Whoever dares to shut down early would face severe punishment, that’s the rule in Shadow Stream City, kid, keep that in mind."

"I will keep it in mind."

Then Little Mountain God thought earnestly about the half-hour blackout—the Young Master watching the broadcast was surely very disappointed, so the first task now was to report the good news to the Young Master.

Sure enough, the Young Master was drinking in solitude now.

Earlier, he had eagerly watched as Little Mountain God entered the tower base, but when the screen went black. After a few minutes, the Young Master completely lost patience. Peeping Immortal also followed with frustration, but was secretly delighted. Let a naturalized one achieve a great feat, none of them would be comfortable.

Suddenly, Little Mountain God sent news!

The Young Master excitedly rushed forward to see—a strong contender among a million!

The Young Master gleefully downed the remaining half bottle of wine: "Mr. Xiaoshan! Train well, succeed, and I’ll promote you to lead the Shadow Demon group!"

Little Mountain God was moved to tears: "Thank you, Young Master!"

Peeping Immortal was utterly disgusted. He gets to be group leader and be on par with me?

...

Hell Lava Plain.

Uriel led the team fighting and retreating for half an hour.

Admittedly, if relying on foot travel, the map was indeed vast. And the regular army of Shadow Stream City was entirely beyond what the previous ragtag mercenaries could compare. As long as not instantly killed, they instantly healed and filled up. Even if killed, the overall gear mechanism was too strong, it could lock blood! They could still be saved.

Uriel was completely exasperated, genuinely wanting to throw away what’s left of the team, taking five mercenaries to flee by flight. Luckily, the Dark Elf and Medusa couldn’t fly, he could take the opportunity to hold one and carry another, enjoying the pleasure unattainable in the real world.

But just then, suddenly came the Mermaid’s wailing song from the wilderness.

Uriel’s spirit was jolted: "What’s happening? Mermaid supporting me?"

Raphael was amazed: "Her voice reached beyond the space?"

Sariel was stunned: "That doesn’t make sense, she doesn’t even know you."

Metatron sensed something amiss instantly: "Mermaid singing in the Abyss turning into a wail is understandable, that’s her voice being twisted by the Shadow Demon Guardian God, but if it’s transmitted outside, the voice isn’t twisted, should revert to singing, right?"

Sariel was surprised: "Perhaps the distortion effect is completely changing the voice, it won’t revert?"

During the discussion, the quickly retreating Uriel suddenly couldn’t hear the sound.

Uriel was baffled again: "Sound suddenly gone?"

Kasha who had been trailing behind exclaimed: "The sound is still there!"

Aimee by Uriel’s side said: "I also have no sound!"

So Uriel returned to his previous position, sound was back!

"This is?"

Metatron was stunned: "This resembles a kind of longwave communication, just now Uriel’s location happened to be in her band position!"

Sariel was surprised: "If it’s communication, who is she contacting?"

Michael frowned: "Impossible to be contacting those four believers, they couldn’t understand, highly likely to be summoning the Sea Race, that’s the Mermaid’s innate skill."

Uriel was indeed incredulous: "What sort of Sea Race can come to Hell to support her?"

Sariel, in the Magic Tower, watched the Mermaid serenely singing an unpleasant song, seemingly not like asking for aid?

But couldn’t disturb her to ask, so could only wait and see.

After this "interlude," Uriel was also very impatient, directly ordered: "Aimee, ahead is the passage to the surface world, transform into human form to negotiate with those few humans there, say we are..."

Sariel already thought of a rational reason: "Mermaid followers!"

Uriel paused for a moment, apart from followers crossing racial camps, couldn’t think of other reasons not to be attacked!

"Mermaid followers!"

Aimee was speechless: "Vice President, what nonsense are you talking?"

Uriel was also helpless: "We are of the Demon Race, gotta be deceitful!"

Aimee retorted indignantly: "Deceit is art, such low-level deceit is simply insulting the art, I’ll go say it..."

Finished her words, took off with wings.

Uriel anxiously shouted on the guild channel: "Aimee, what are you going to say?"

Guild channel [Shareholder Aimee]: Too much nonsense, hit them then talk.

Uriel was frantic: "Calm down, don’t mess around!"

"I am serious..."

Uriel nearly wished Fak would kill her! His past intent to kill them off in the storyline wasn’t without reason...

Just then, a team member on the ground reported via live feed: "Sir, there is dense fog at the harbor and strange singing."

Singing in the fog?

The Lords suddenly recalled the almost-forgotten existence: "Siren song?!"

Raphael suddenly realized: "Could the Mermaid’s song earlier have been contacting the Sirens?"

Sariel was anxious: "Impossible, Gem City lost its Guardian God, if Sirens heard the sound, it’s reasonable they came for trouble!"

Raphael quickly ordered: "Your team, entire group head to the harbor, live stream the sea fog situation."

"Received!"

The next moment, explosion sounds came from the shipyard and dock, alarms broke through the night sky.

A team member reported: "After the four Princes’ airship crash-landed, it parked in the dock to extinguish fire!"

The Lords couldn’t believe it: "Is it possible the Sirens came to snatch the Princes’ airship?"

Then the team members rushed towards the shipyard, but since it was located outside the city, by the time they arrived, it was ablaze, the song drifting away.

The team tried to live-stream inside, but the shipyard was already sealed off by the mage regiment that arrived earlier. The team member was merely a team member, lacking sufficient authority to enter, no way to ask anything.

Raphael was bewildered: "Just like that?"

Metatron said gravely: "Earlier, the Empire’s frigates were attacked by pirates, causing a huge Empire backlash, now this is the Princes’ high-tech airship, the consequences..."

The Lords were silent.