Superman

"Back to you!"

Sebastian, who was unharmed, raised his hand to release the absorbed energy.

Luke, who swooped down at an alarming speed, was directly hit by the rebounding heat sight.

Released his right hand, leaving behind the dying Namor.

"Come on!"

After catching Namor and achieving his goal, Sebastian ran away decisively.

Chapter 1? The same clan turns against each other, give them war

"Namor, forget it, forget it...we can get the weapon back later!"

Sebastian dragged Namor, who was dying and chanting "Trident", back to the submarine.

"Hurry up and let the Atlanteans come to pick them up, we can't stop Superman!"

He shook Namor, who had sad and angry eyes, so that he could wake up and stop thinking about the Neptune's trident.

The limit depth of the U-shaped submarine is 320 meters, and it may not be able to escape the sight of Superman.

If they are caught up at that time, the members of the Hellfire Club, without the innate ability to breathe underwater, may face the end of the group.

"Mr. Xiao, you are right."

Realizing the threat of death, Namor temporarily put down his beloved trident.

The meaning of that weapon to him is like that of the Meow Hammer to Thor, it contains an inseparable feeling.

"I'll definitely get it back—go back to Atlantis first."

Clutching his bleeding chest, the young king obeyed his inner will and issued a special sound wave, calling for the creatures of the deep sea.

"You seem to have been left behind, my friend."

Luke, who was caught off guard by a hot gaze, looked at the high-speed rotating tornado on the sea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sebastian Shaw has already escaped with Namor."

Inexplicably, the torrent who stayed in the rear was stunned for a moment, and found that the U-shaped submarine had disappeared.

This is not right!

Isn't it my job to interfere with Superman's vision and create confusion?

What about people?

all run away?

So what happened to the obvious one submarine?

A series of question marks emerged from the head of the rapids, and the high-speed spinning body suddenly stopped.

The young mutant who reacted directly manipulated the airflow to form a whirlwind, and carried himself away quickly.

Continue to stay and fight Superman, that's what a fool would do!

"I want to leave now, will it be too late?"

Holding the trident in his hand, Luke narrowed his eyes to confirm the target.

Like throwing a javelin, shoot out in a standard posture.

Whoosh!

The atmosphere exploded.

A golden afterimage, like a galloping lightning, directly hit the running torrent.

"It can be considered as an experimental material for Dr. Teslak."

Luke swooped down to catch the trident that skewered the torrent into a barbecue

"Don't let me down, Sebastian Shaw. With your ability to make trouble, it should be no problem to create a war."

The young major general stood on the sea and looked down.

The U-boat was adrift underwater, but the command module was empty.

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Atlantis, Poseidon.

Namor, who was seriously injured, climbed out of the huge nutrition pool.

He has been in a coma for four hours, his naked body is covered with sticky nano dissolving potion.

The hideous wound on his chest was initially healed, and he only felt a slight pain.

Thinking of his beloved trident falling into the hands of land people, being played with, touched, and used by others, Namor couldn't help but get angry.

"Your Majesty, you haven't fully recovered from your injuries, so don't get angry easily."

The medical officer dissuaded.

Neptune's Trident is an artifact of Atlantis and a symbol of royal power.

The surface is engraved with magic runes that affect the weather, and hitting the human body will cause electric shock damage.

Even though Namor's physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary people, and his vitality was exceptionally strong, he was almost instantly killed.

"Where's my guest?"

Namor ignored the medical officer and asked back with a frown.

"They... stay in the water prison."

The medical officer hesitated to answer.

"Elder Gemma said that they are land people, if they break into Atlantis, they will be regarded as intruders, and they must be guarded."

Namor's face was livid and he didn't say a word.

As the anger surged, there was also a clear pain in the chest.

"Take me to the dungeon."

He squeezed the words out of his teeth.

Ten minutes later, the Hellfire Club, wearing breathing equipment, appeared in the meeting hall.

Namor leaned on the throne, looking down at the nobles in robes.

"You imprisoned my countrymen, my guests, and claimed that it was for the safety of Atlantis."

His tone was indifferent, mixed with a hint of anger.

"Yes, Your Majesty. For so many years, no land person has ever set foot in our country, let alone entered the capital Poseidonia and stood in the parliament hall."

A robed noble raised his head and said without fear.

"This is an act of arrogance that violates tradition. The elders can't just watch Your Majesty make mistakes, so they stop it-this is also our duty."

Namor pursed his lips tightly, his eyes became colder.

The loss of Neptune's Trident shook his already unstable throne.

Namor, who was emotionally fluctuating violently, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly: "I am the king of Atlantis, but my subjects don't give half of the respect they deserve, is this also a kind of arrogance? "

"Your Majesty, in the history of Atlantis, there has never been a half-blood king, and there has never been a king who lost his trident and ran away in battle."

Another robed noble stood up.

When the cloak of superiority and inferiority of monarchs and ministers is uncovered, all that remains is naked contempt and rejection.

"very good."

Namor, who was so angry and laughed, stood up and said loudly: "Because I don't have the same blue skin as you, I am regarded as a 'wild species' and a 'heterogeneous species'. Even the teacher in charge of royal education, They were unwilling to talk to me, and the high priest even spoke to my grandfather to expel me."

"My mother, a princess of the royal family, lived a life of rich clothes and good food since she was a child. In order to protect me, she had to hide in a slum, enduring a dirty environment and a cruel life."

"Since I was a child, I have been ridiculed and bullied more than you. They have taught me to keep a distance from other people and avoid being hurt. They have also taught me how bad human nature is, regardless of skin color or race."

"You are not noble. There is no difference between the Atlanteans and the people on the mainland. They are just as narrow-minded and selfish... Oh no, the people on the mainland at least know how to learn."

"When they were still digging wood to make fire, Atlantis had already studied the utilization of ocean energy, but now they are all beginning to learn to control nuclear energy. You are still stuck in ten thousand years ago, holding on to that tradition. do not let it go."

"What are the rules of the ancestors? You are just scared out of your wits by the God Group and the Eternal, so you hide in the bottom of the sea and dare not go out."

Namor walked down the steps as he spoke.

"Your Majesty—do you know what you're talking about?"

A robed nobleman asked angrily.

"of course I know."

Namor clutched his chest and coughed twice.

The other hand quickly stretched out and lifted the opponent up.

"You may not know that the color I hate the most is blue!"

Click!

The five fingers are gathered together, and the arms are exerted forcefully.

The robed nobleman's neck was tilted to one side, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe until his death that Namor would do something to him.

"Look, how stupid it is. The king cannot execute nobles... Take these rules to the god of the sea."

Namor sneered and started a massacre without any suspense.

The guards outside heard the voice and broke into the meeting hall, but they could only stare blankly.

Because according to the rules, they are tantamount to treason against the king.

Sebastian, who was acting as a bystander, showed a satisfied smile on his face wearing breathing equipment.

He glanced at the White Queen calmly, and said in a voice that he could only hear, "Good job."

The latter looked calm, as if he had done nothing.

Hatred blinded Namor's eyes, if he could calm down, think carefully.

With the strength of the Hellfire Club, can the soldiers of Atlantis put them in a dungeon?

Moreover, if the robed nobles of the Presbyterian Church want to attack themselves, they should also create public opinion and win public opinion.

Rather than rashly angering a king without any preparations.

A few minutes later, when the massacre was over, the hall was littered with the corpses of robed nobles.

Sebastian said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

Wiping off the blood on his hands, Namor seemed to let go of a big stone that weighed on his heart, and his whole body became much more relaxed.

He walked up the steps, sat on the throne, and said word by word: "War. Give the land world a war."

Chapter 1? The existence of the magical world, the self-defeating director

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building in Washington, DC.

"This is the Trident that can control the weather and set off a tsunami?"

Howard stared at the golden trident on the table like a curious baby, his eyes full of interest

"Its energy readings fluctuate greatly and are very unstable. It feels like a bomb that is about to detonate at any time. The change of the reference readings... The energy source of the Trident should be based on the strange words engraved on the surface. They are like solar panels. Absorbs thermal energy, which is then guided by complex circuits to flow to the top."

Howard held a self-made energy reading machine, scanning the trident insulated from the solid glass layer.

If Luke hadn't specifically told him not to touch it casually before he left, he would definitely be ready to start researching.

For new things, the military tycoon is always enthusiastic.

The temporary silence of the Rubik's Cube has caused Howard to lose his target in the short term.

Namor's golden trident is a good new choice.

"Luke said it has... magical powers on it, and it's dangerous."