The sea water continues to churn.
Under the scouring of spring water and moonlight, teardrops gradually appeared at the corners of the Little Merfolk's eyes.
Those tears didn't fall or disappear.
Instead, they gathered, swirling around the back of his head, resembling a second bright moon, growing increasingly sacred and radiant.
At first, it was only a crescent moon, gradually becoming round.
The seal of the Moon Soul Horror Curse on his forehead also grew more dazzling with the change of the bright moon.
"So this is the power of the Moon Soul Horror Curse."
Li Ye didn't rush but observed carefully.
He understood very well that, as a descendant of the pure bloodline of the Merfolk, the more the Little Merfolk's bloodline was purified by the Moon Soul Horror Curse, the stronger his control over the sea—or rather, water would become.
In this world, while there may not be a concept of "gravity," the influence of the moon on the ocean is undeniable.
It is said.
