The water flow was changing.
This was naturally not a normal scene, especially when the mermaid in the coffin opened her eyes. A silvery blue light spread out from her eyes.
It was strange no matter how one thought about it.
The moment she opened her eyes, Zhu Sha had already hidden herself.
The main character here today was not her, but Jon.
The reason why she appeared here was to help Jon hold the fort. At the same time, the two of them had not seen each other for a long time and needed to communicate.
But if she really helped Jon do something, she would not easily accept such a task. Besides, did Jon really need her?
The answer was no.
Jon did not need her help.
At this moment, Jon was even in the mood, crossing his arms and tapping his shoulder.
He was observing.
The coffin was just an ordinary coffin. There was nothing special about it, but the mermaid lying inside looked like a dried corpse.
Except for her face, every inch of her skin and body, including the fishtail under her, was shriveled like dried bacon.
But this was a small matter.
Such a strange scene had not appeared in this world for many, many years, so as a witness, the Wizard found it unbelievable.
In contrast, Bai Jin was not so surprised. China had a long history. Since ancient times, there had been demons, and there were always some strange things about demons who could transform. This kind of thing was not strange after seeing so many of them.
But Sirius and Derrick, the two of them had never seen such a scene. Now, they were dumbfounded.
But Jon did not have any reaction.
First of all, he did not need to give any reaction. No matter who was standing in front of him, he had to fight with them. Who asked him to wait until the mermaid in the coffin was resurrected to get what he wanted?
Secondly, if it was any other creature, it would be fine, but the mermaid in front of him clearly controlled the power of water, and this was the thing he was least afraid of.
He still had Poseidon's Tear of Atlantis.
However, he wasn't the main character this time.
Because the mermaid in front of him was already beginning to wake up. No matter what had caused her to be sealed in the coffin, she was about to wake up now. All the crimes she had committed had been worn away with time.
The storm outside didn't stop.
A lot of rainwater and seawater gathered on the dock and flowed towards the warehouse. This was a rare sight to see. In order to keep the goods in the warehouse dry, the design of the warehouse did not allow the water to flow backwards. Unfortunately, they were not facing humans.
Mermaids.
Even if it was a dark creature created through alchemy, it would have the ability to control water.
And it would definitely cause more damage than ordinary mermaids.
That was why Jon had asked Sirius to release the enchantment. Although the enchantment might not be able to suppress the recovery of the bloodline, it would definitely reduce the damage to the warehouse.
In any case, in the end, it was better not to let others discover the abnormality here.
Like serpents on a pilgrimage, the streams of water curved and flowed into the coffin. They seemed to be very excited — if they had emotions, the jumping streams and splashes were like blooming flowers, constantly blooming and withering, as if they were experiencing thousands of years of time that could not be worn away.
It was so lonely.
It was the most difficult power in the world to wear away.
However, everything here had nothing to do with her. Even if she had borne the burden of loneliness for so many years, now was not a good time for her to wake up.
But she woke up.
Because someone wanted her to wake up.
The mermaid in the coffin opened her eyes and once again saw the familiar bright world. But what she saw was not the opponent who had once sealed her, nor was it the master who had created her.
Instead, it was the face of an unfamiliar boy.
She didn't like such a face.
She especially didn't like the boy, and the contempt flowing from his eyes.
How dare he despise her when his power is only so-so?
How could a Wizard without a wand stand in front of her?
So the mermaid stretched out her hand.
The streams of water that kept flowing into her body did not advance towards her body, but followed the direction of her fingers and turned into drops of tiny swords.
Then they froze.
Burst forth.
If such a huge and tiny ice arrow attacked a person, even if they didn't die, they would lose a layer of skin.
But Jon didn't care.
He had seen such an attack a long time ago, in Helga's world, when Helga took him to backtrack.
At that time, Helga didn't have a wand in his hand, and the one standing opposite him was the Pope of the Curia.
That was a battle that was once considered to be at the top of the world.
At that time, the Pope held a scepter in his hand, and a huge light appeared behind him. It was like the justice of the world, inviolable and majestic.
Every inch of light turned into a tiny arrow and flew toward Helga.
But Helga didn't care.
Just like how Jon didn't care now.
He stretched out his hand and raised it halfway, just like how Helga did in the past, and then behind him, an invisible tree shook off its leaves and condensed on his fingertips and in the area where his fingers touched.
Split up inch by inch.
Formed more leaves.
Under Jon's guidance, those leaves shrouded in a very closed barrier in front of him. Although there seemed to be many gaps, every ice arrow that was shot toward Jon was blocked by these leaves.
Jon's actions undoubtedly made the mermaid angry.
This action was familiar. Just before she was sealed into the darkness, she saw this action on her opponent.
Then she opened her mouth.
A terrifying screech burst out from her mouth, carrying an incomprehensible anger and resentment. Unfortunately, no one could understand what she was saying.
Perhaps Jon and Zhusha could, but the two of them didn't want to.
The silk on the mermaid's body had disappeared the moment she flapped her tail and flew out of the coffin. Or rather, the silk couldn't withstand the slightest movement, and turned to dust the moment the mermaid got up. But now, no one present was in the mood to look at the mermaid's graceful figure, because although this person in front of them was beautiful, anyone could see that she was also an existence that would kill at the slightest disagreement.
But she had just woken up, and it was not good to be so angry.
Jon watched the dark creature's resurrection without a word, and had no intention of interfering. In the dark, Zhusha didn't move either, because in the place where Jon was looking, she saw something that Jon had always wanted.
It was a leaf.
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