Chapter 2793: Victim
A crisp cracking sound echoed through the fish-skin tent as spiderweb-like fractures spread.
It sounded exceptionally clear.
It easily smothered the clear, ethereal voices of a dozen little merfolk, drowned out the bustling chatter of the traders outside the tent, and firmly drew the gazes of the wizards and witches inside toward it.
"Ah!"
Zheng Qing let out a short, piercing scream from the Octopus Skull's dark, hollow mouth.
It brought the spiderweb-like cracking to an abrupt end.
Like a slug soaked in brine, Zheng Qing slowly slid down from the broad stone chair on the platform. The octopus-like skull fell with him, its eight octopus tentacles beneath it curling into a ball as though they had been roasted over charcoal. Their grayish-white color had taken on a reddish flush, giving off the fragrant scent of ripe fruit.
Jiang Yu cried out and lunged forward.
But four fluffy, enormous tails were faster. Like hunting snakes, they silently slithered across the carpet, weaving together into a soft blue-green blanket beneath the young wizard.
"Agnegn!"
The Merfolk Old Priest screamed even more miserably than the boy, and for much longer. It flung aside its Bone Staff and sprang toward the stone platform with agility utterly unfitting its age and appearance, its eyes fixed on their "Agnegn." It seemed intent on tearing that ghastly white skull off the young wizard's head.
Yet judging by its teeth-gritted expression, one could not help wondering whether it intended to tear off the boy's head along with the ritual skull.
"Agnegn!"
The little merfolk in the choir were thrown into chaos as well. Most were at a complete loss, able only to clutch their clean, soft fin tips and scream. A few were worse off, unable even to stand steadily as they tumbled from