The sirens stood guard in front of the old clam, ready for battle.
The octopus didn't understand what was happening, but it could smell the blood and fragrance wafting from the old clam shell. It felt inexplicably hungry and swallowed hard, almost ignoring the siren's words.
The siren swung its sharp claws, waking the octopus from its reverie.
The octopus glanced at the siren, then with a push of its tentacles, it swiftly vanished into the darkness.
Before long, all the octopuses swam over and, under the siren's command, completely enveloped the old clam.
The giant octopus stood guard directly above the old clam, its tentacles supporting its surroundings as it sensed the flow of the seawater.
The siren was still uneasy, so she took out a spare conch shell and blew on it.
On the seabed, conch shells do not produce sound, but rather low-frequency sound waves.
Before long, the nearest sea turtle swam over and landed in front of the siren.
"Siren, what happened?"
The old sea turtle was enormous; its head was half a meter wide, and its shell was even larger.
Along with it came seaweed, conch shells, and many sea fish that made their home on its back.
"Old turtle, protect her."
After uttering these words, the siren plunged into the sea above.
The old sea turtle shook its head, knocking the octopus aside and landing on top of the old clam.
Before the octopus could even react, a ferocious black fish bit its tentacle. It swiftly flipped over, sucking the large black fish in and tearing it to pieces. Then, countless black fish swarmed in.
A blood-soaked battle was about to begin.
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