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The Bored Immortalchapter 371: half human half fish

Chapter 371 Half Human Half Fish

To Viktor's surprise, Brono and his group, who were supposedly in a bewitched state, suddenly dodged out of harm's way before those blue-skinned women could tear them apart.

Weren't they supposed to be under some spell? Or were they pretending…' Viktor felt that if things previously seemed fishy, then now it was for sure.

But then, the next moment, he saw something in the sea, making his brows raise with a slightly slack jaw.

He saw two more pale blue-skinned beauties crawling out of the misty river, and he didn't know whether he should feel surprised or not to see that their lower halves were not human but that of a fish with pretty scales and fins….just like a mermaid.

And when they walked onto the land, their fishtail magically transformed into human legs as a thin fabric extended from their upper body clothes to cover their lower part. But their large dark blue eyes were fixed on those four adventurers as they charged towards them while baring their sharp teeth.

'Are mermaids supposed to be bloodthirsty, or maybe they are…' Viktor was busy guessing what kind of creatures they exactly were since he was finding some things to be contradicting with what he had read in books on mermaids.

"They are Sirens…they have the power to charm people using their beautiful voices. But something doesn't feel right…" Seraphina said in a low voice as she looked on with wrinkled brows.

'Sirens…no wonder…' Viktor already activated his vampire bloodline just in case these Sirens tried to mess with him or Seraphina.

"Brono, play the damn flute!" Verona shouted as she frantically swung her staff around to protect herself, though Brono already had a white flute in his hand as he immediately started to play it.

To Viktor's surprise, the moment Brono started to play the flute, the Sirens suddenly clutched their ears as they let out shrill screams of agony.

"AHHH!!! NOOO!! STOP!!!"

All of the five Sirens who had tried to kill Brono and his group suddenly stumbled back while trying to block the sound of the flute from entering their ears, but it was all in vain.

Viktor could see that this flute was surely not ordinary, and even though the sound that was coming from the music didn't seem to affect him, it surely seemed to be some kind of weakness for the Sirens, ironically.

The sound from the flute was not as beautiful as the Siren's voice but still, even though it sounded like a normal flute, it carried some sort of woeful undertone.

"Seize them all! Let's see if their queen will show up to save them!" Verona commanded on Brono's behalf, who was busy playing the flute, to keep the Sirens from recovering.

The twins nodded as they took out five small rectangular glass boxes from their backpacks. These boxes were barely as big as a shoebox.

However, the twins quickly drew something on the faces of these glass boxes with their fingers as a faint blue light shone from it and placed these boxes on the ground.

The next moment the glass boxes immediately began to grow bigger in size magically to the point all five of them looked like large fish tanks with water, big enough to fit even a human inside…or most probably a Siren.

'They are trying to capture them? But why more than one?' Viktor felt that if the higher-ups wanted a Siren to interrogate them and find out more information about the recent killings here, then only one Siren or at most two were needed to be captured.

And it was also evident that there were more Sirens in the river, especially when Viktor saw certain large fish fins in the sea going up and down, unable to come too near to the shore because of the flute.

But if Brono and his group were trying to capture so many of them, what was their true reason?

"Run, sisters!" One of the Sirens shouted, her expression still twisted in excruciating pain, though she somehow forced herself to move and pushed three other Sirens into the water.

"You two idiots! Stop her!" Verona barked as Pubo and Pobi nodded like chickens as they fired fiery glowing arrows that turned into glowing ropes mid-air and wound across the other two sirens while the rest three luckily got away by disappearing into the river.

The glowing ropes quickly grew in size as they wrapped across the entire body of the two sirens, across their inner thighs and around their round soft breasts, and over their neck and limbs, constraining them to the point where they would hardly be able to move their hands or feet.

Even their lips got sealed as if an invisible tape got plastered across their lips.

"Shit! We lost three! Quick, get those two in the tank, and let's get out of here. It's not like Brono can keep playing the flute forever," Verona ordered as the twins grabbed the two Sirens by their hair and couldn't help but be mesmerized by their stunning figures and breathtaking face.

And with those ropes wrapped around their supple body in such a tantalizing way, it only made their throats feel dry.

"Ugh! I will handle those two. You lusty idiots. Don't get any ideas. You both know to whom we have to hand over these two Sirens. They need these things in pristine condition," Verona said with a harrumph just to make sure that these two dumb fellows hadn't forgotten about their mission.

Her voice was low enough to let only those near her hear, but since Viktor had sharp ears, he was able to pick up her words.

"Ha…We brothers are so unlucky…Such beautiful creatures are within our arm's reach, and yet we cannot even touch them. Sigh, fate is cruel," Pubo and Pobi lamented to each other as they saw Verona shove those two Sirens into the water tanks, though the two Sirens were still struggling and writhing in pain since Brono was still playing the flute, though his face was red from exhaustion and one could even feel how the sounds from the flute were becoming inconsistent.

"You two are trying to stay here and die? If not, follow us!" Verona said hurriedly as Brono, and the others swiftly ran away while the two water tanks were magically floating in the air while following them on their own.