Whether crab claws or sea clams, these are not Skira''s weapons, but a part of her body, which grows on her arm.


    Obviously, the sea demon was a friend of Skira. It was conceivable that he was in a mood to let him eat this kind of food.


    Manda doesn''t care about the sea demon''s mood. He only cares about his muttering stomach. They have lost all their food and must find food supplies as soon as possible. Skira''s broken arm is ready-made supplies.


    Roasted crab tongs, roasted squid and roasted sea mussels. Exquisite ingredients do not need more seasonings. The taste depends on the heat.


    The first bite was left to the sea demon because Manda was worried that Skira''s meat was poisonous. This guy''s appearance was too strange.


    Medusa didn''t understand Manda''s intention and thought he was deliberately torturing the sea demon, which also changed her view of Manda.


    Tilla broke the sea demon''s mouth and ate the first bite of crab meat. The sea demon vomited directly and cried out: "she is my friend, mine..."


    You can''t eat without it. Manda fed him another bite.


    Tilla covered his mouth, raised his neck and forced him to swallow it.


    After eating this piece, the sea demon clenched his teeth and said, "you shouldn''t do this. It''s too cruel..."


    After eating another piece, the sea demon sighed, "you forced me to eat my friend."


    After eating another piece, the sea demon shook his head and said, "this is the regret of my life."


    After eating three pieces, Manda thought it was almost enough. The sea demon shouted, "eat, you will all be poisoned! The toxicity is about to attack. If you don''t believe it, let me take another bite!"


    ……


    After it was really free of poison, Manda and Tilla began to eat. The crab shell was soon hollowed out. Although they despised Manda''s behavior, Medusa also ate a lot of crab meat.


    Crab is delicious, but it''s hard to eat enough. Next, it''s time for clam meat.


    The trial is essential. The sea demon still has some resistance to it:


    "I have eaten Skira''s body. Her body is not poisonous. Why do you torture me again? Believe it or not, as long as I call, Skira will appear again!"


    Tira looked ferocious and said, "are you threatening me?"


    Without fear, the sea demon sneered and said, "I mean, her crab claws have grown out. Don''t you want to..."


    Manda would like to. Crab meat is much better than clam meat, but Manda doesn''t want to risk it. He felt that Skira didn''t do her best. She was not repulsed, but frightened.


    Unexpectedly, there was such a powerful monster on the island. Manda looked at Medusa lying on the ground and asked, "Skira''s strength is not below you?"


    "Joke," Medusa sneered, "when I was alive, almost no one didn''t know my name. Ask the people at that time. How many knew Skira?"


    Don''t ask the people at that time. Even now, Medusa''s reputation is much greater than Skira''s.


    "But fame doesn''t mean strength," Manda looked at the sleeping sea demon on the ground. "Sirens have a great reputation, but they are weak and vulnerable."


    "The first sirens are very strong. They are the daughters of the river god and the servants of the underworld. Their songs can bring mortals directly to the underworld. You can''t resist the first sirens with your position, but their songs can''t confuse you."


    "The first siren?" Manda was stunned. "Isn''t this siren..."


    "Of course not. If you smell her, how can there be any smell of the underworld? The original sirens have long died. They are the descendants of sirens and the gatekeepers of Poseidon. They are just poor people who exchange their faces and songs for meat."


    Manda looked at the grilled squid he hadn''t finished, and then asked, "the Skira we''ll meet today is not the original Skira?"


    Medusa shook her head and said, "she is the original Skira. There are countless sirens and only one Skira."


    "How long did she live?"


    "Forget, about 10000 years."


    "Is she immortal?"


    Medusa shook her head and said with a smile, "no, she''s not always old. She''s not dead. She''s a little younger than me, but whether it''s me or her, once she gets a fatal injury, she will die, a fatal injury... I think of that shameless man again!"


    Medusa should think of Perseus. Manda was afraid that she was too excited and quickly distracted her attention: "why did Skira and siren appear here at the same time?"


    "Because this is the island of died, Poseidon''s territory."


    Manda rubbed her eyebrows. Although she knew little about the ocean, she still had some basic common sense: "the island of dieid is in the West Sea, here is the East China Sea."


    Medusa smiled: "Ignorant little fellow, there are more than 100 dieid islands in the world, each of which is Poseidon''s territory, and there are sirens around each island. They are responsible for defending the island. In addition to them, there are skila and karubdis. These two banshees are also Poseidon''s guards. As for why skila appears here, you should be lucky to happen to meet..."


    Manda had a lot of questions to ask, but Medusa was asleep.


    After this tired day, Manda''s physical strength was overdrawn and her physical exertion to maintain her separation was also great. While everyone was asleep, Manda quietly took Medusa back to her stomach, but heard a burst of strange laughter.


    It''s a sea demon.


    He quietly raised his head, looked at Manda and said with a charming smile: "I said, it''s not strange for a man to have children. I didn''t expect you to be able to put it back after you were born..."


    Manda kicked the sea demon in the face; "You and I are two different things!"


    From dusk to midnight, Manda was awakened by a song.


    Damn siren, it''s you again!


    Manda opened her eyes and was ready to kill the sea demon, but found that he had been sleeping. His deep breathing was mixed with snoring. The song didn''t come from him.


    Is it his companion?


    Manda looked around and felt that she could see a figure, but she didn''t see it very clearly.


    He picked up a firewood as a torch, but everything around him became more blurred under the light of the fire.


    The unknown liquid appeared in the sight, just like the oil paint with more water, flowing wantonly on the canvas and on Tilla''s face. His cheeks were sunken, his nose disappeared, and his red lips spread and covered half of his cheeks.


    Manda rubbed her eyes and looked at the surrounding trees. The branches sank from the middle to the break, but did not fall on the ground. Instead, they fell slowly along the trunk. All the trees began to sink from the crown, and the straight trunk swayed left and right, as if dancing a provocative dance.


    Manda was stunned. He suspected it was magic.


    Chuyt taught him how to crack the illusion. The simplest way is to eat the powder prepared by chuyt.


    Don''t think about it. The backpack is thrown into the sea, and the Styx island can''t be opened.


    Another trick is physical dissolution. People who have won the illusion will be pulled away from a part of consciousness, which will focus on a part of the body and become a hard knot.


    Manda felt it on her body for a long time and didn''t find a hard knot.


    Another move is to draw the totem of the deception God apat on his face with blood and pray to the deception God in pain.


    You can try it. Manda made a cut in the palm of his left hand with her golden finger. The pain didn''t wake him up, but made him more upset, because his left hand began to twist and his thumb slipped directly onto his elbow.


    Stained with blood and closed her eyes, Manda began to draw apat''s Totem on her face. Just after drawing a stroke, Manda gave up.


    His fingers have hardened and have the impulse to force. If he starts the golden finger on his face, the face is likely to be cut off from the bone.


    Why is that? The golden finger is out of control?


    No, it''s not the fingers that get out of control, it''s Manda himself. He forgot an important link. The first step to get rid of magic is to get rid of the source of magic.


    What is the source of illusion? Is it paint?


    No, that''s the illusion itself. The source of the illusion is singing.


    According to the records in the divine spectrum, Odysseus''s subordinates sealed their ears with wax and avoided the siren''s song.


    Manda couldn''t find the wax. He tore up his clothes and stuffed strips of cloth into his ears, but it didn''t help.


    All blame their good hearing, but why does the siren''s song become so powerful? It didn''t seem to have any impact on Manda when she was on board.


    Is this what Medusa called the original siren?


    It''s still wrong. There''s no smell of the underworld, but there''s a strange smell. It seems to have been smelled somewhere.


    Moreover, the song is different from that heard on the ship. It is not so charming, not so melodious, fast-paced and the voice is very thin. It seems that a girl whispers in her ear and can clearly hear every lyrics.


    "Listen quietly and don''t feel it. I''m here. Don''t look, crawl and worship, wait to be swallowed up. You''re in my world. Don''t struggle, don''t resist, don''t look up, don''t open your eyes, you''ll get lost."


    A warm current appeared in my ear.


    The singer was right behind Manda, and the voice ran from left ear to right ear.


    "Smart boy, don''t open your eyes and let me taste your fear."