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"Major Cavill, I have received an order from General Nimitz. Now, the fleet is yours."
The helicopter landed on the empty deck, and Captain Bullock of the Second Fleet walked over against the strong wind of the propeller.
The Chief of Naval Operations did not look down on Superman.
Even if the opponent belongs to the Army faction, it is a good opportunity to attack.
"Give me face...it can be my mantra in the future."
Luke took off his sunglasses and was satisfied with his relationship.
This is also a manifestation of personality charm.
"The two aircraft carriers that were raided by the Atlanteans yesterday were the Lincoln and the Stanislas."
After receiving the order, Captain Bullock cooperated very well with Luke's inquiry.
"According to the soldier's report, it was 4:20 in the afternoon. The weather on the sea suddenly became very bad, with lightning and thunder, dark clouds swept, and large waves of tens of meters were set off."
Luke squinted his eyes. This way of creating a wave of atmosphere and brewing an effect on the stage is pretty impressive.
This product is similar to Magneto in the scene. You can lose in a fight, but you can't lose your momentum.
They all belong to the category that requires a lot of special effects.
"Then a man boarded the deck. He claimed to be the king of Atlantis and said a bunch of...unheard nonsense."
Captain Bullock scratched his head, and the sailors were busy taking the planes on deck back into the hangar at the time when the wind was heavy and rainy.
"Later, the man became angry. A group of tall, blue-skinned warriors emerged from the water. The weapons in their hands were more advanced than ours. They could shoot light and freeze people into ice."
"And our carbine bullets can't penetrate their armor."
Luke nodded. Atlantis's technology is ahead of the current earth, at least for an era.
But speaking of high-tech civilization, the state system is almost backward with Wakanda, with a distinctly strict hierarchy.
To choose the king's criteria, first look at ancestry, and secondly, strength.
If there were not many royal family members in Atlantis, and fewer direct bloodlines, it would not have been possible for Namor to be a half-blood.
"The Atlanteans quickly took control of the two aircraft carriers. Many sailors tried to resist, but to no avail. The first man to board the deck, his name is Namor McKenzie, was like a super soldier. Powerful!"
Captain Bullock recalled the sailor's horrified expression and couldn't help but glanced at Luke. This young major general was a super soldier, and he was the best.
He paused and continued: "The man lifted a bomber with his bare hands and threw it into the sea. He also used a trident to destroy the rest of the aircraft and the engines of the two aircraft carriers."
"As a result, the Lincoln and the Stanislas are still stranded on the sea, unable to return to the dock for maintenance."
Luke waved his hand, saying that this was a trivial matter, and said relaxedly: "Captain Brock, I will take the two aircraft carriers back later."
An aircraft carrier is about tens of thousands of tons, and it may be a little difficult to carry it, but it is not a big problem to push it back as a humanoid engine.
Luke's current peak strength remains at around 500 tons.
Under full power, it can reach 1,000 tons.
And, this is not the limit.
In theory, he is growing every day.
That incredibly powerful body data broke Howard who was testing him at one point. He couldn't imagine that humans could evolve to this degree.
Luke always remembered the shocked look of Iron Man's father, and then said to him: "You must be living a very hard life. You must be careful in everything you do, for fear of damaging those concrete walls and reinforced concrete-supported buildings."
But he quickly broke Howard's brain tonic, replied: "No. Everything has a biological force field."
Then, the conversation ended.
"Thank you then, Major General Cavill."
Captain Bullock's brows curled together, and he was a little puzzled.
Will the young major general standing in front of him repair the aircraft carrier engine?
In other words, the other party is going to fly directly to the dock and bring back a maintenance team for himself?
Even if he thought of breaking his head, the captain couldn't guess that Luke took a simpler and more rude method.
"Captain, how many more aircraft carriers are available in the Second Fleet?"
Luke stood on the deck and suddenly became the focus.
The sailors and pilots who had heard the news stared at him with admiration and awe.
"There are three more ships that can be put into service immediately."
Captain Bullock said hesitantly.
He didn't know what Luke wanted to do, but he easily sent the aircraft carrier battle to a major general, and he always felt that the risk was very high.
Had it not been for Chester Nimitz, who was the leader of the Admiralty to call, this captain, who is known for his stability, would not necessarily hand over his command.
"That's good. Then you order them to drop torpedoes in the target waters of the Strait of Gibraltar."
Luke's eyes flickered, determined to give Namor a good return.
Bombing with torpedoes probably ignited the detonator at the door of Atlantis.
It may not hurt the huge city located on the bottom of the sea, but it will certainly harass the violent Namor.
"torpedo?"
Captain Bullock was a little puzzled.
"Will this work? Those Atlanteans don't live on the bottom of the sea, and torpedoes should not be a threat to them."
Luke didn't say much, and smiled confidently: "Whether the plan is effective, you have to implement it before you know."
...
...
Atlantis, Poseidonia.
Here is the center of the four oceans, the highest sacred place in the eyes of marine life.
The magnificent city stands on the bottom of the sea, retaining the mysterious atmosphere of ancient civilization.
The huge stone pillars standing high support the magnificent square dome.
Many blue-skinned Atlanteans ride seahorses or shuttle-shaped spacecraft to form a brilliant band of light around the capital.
Under the deep sea, it is not as dark and cold as people imagine.
Those colorful algae plants, or huge jellyfish, exude fascinating light, reflecting dreamy colors.
All this is destined to be invisible to mankind.
Enter the center of the city through the huge film of water covering Poseidonia.
Then you can see an extremely gorgeous palace, castle, and many guards armed with weapons patrolling back and forth.
Powerful high-pressure water cannons were erected in the guard posts everywhere.
Once an outsider breaks in, it will usher in the most violent firepower blow.
In the conference hall of the palace, Namor, holding a trident, leaned on the throne.
His brows were twisted tightly together, and his face unabashedly revealed irritability, impatience and other negative emotions.
The many robed nobles standing underneath are the Presbyterians of Atlantis.
They kept talking about the same boring rules, and Namor on the throne could almost smell a rotten smell.
It is ridiculous that an ancient civilization that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years still embraces the rules set by its ancestors!
Thinking of the evolution in Mr. Xiao's mouth, Namor looked at the Presbyterian Church even more bored.
"Your Majesty, we should not communicate with the terrestrial world! What's more, it is still in a bad way that might provoke a war!"
An old Atlansti robe nobleman showed a distressed look, as if Namor had done something violent.
"Atlantis has always adhered to the tradition of seclusion and isolation for a long time! Only in this way can we better preserve ourselves and avoid unnecessary incidents."
"But! Your Majesty, for some mutant, you took the initiative to expose the existence of Atlantis!"
"You even use war as a threat! Could it be that your Majesty, you really want to be a group of aliens who have nothing to do with the Atlanteans and get your people involved in the war?"
Namor snorted heavily and said loudly, "Will Atlantis lose to the land world? We have technological strength far surpassing them and occupy 70% of the vast territory of this planet!"
"Why do the Atlanteans hide? We are stronger than the land people~www.novelhall.com~ They should be afraid and bow down to us!"
The robe nobles were in an uproar, disregarding the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, and began to accuse Namor and regarded him as a lunatic.
Since Atlantis sank into the Atlantic, they have rarely set foot on land.
On the one hand, being out of the water for too long will make the Atlanteans very uncomfortable and even coma;
On the other hand, the huge catastrophe of the change of the continental plate left a deep psychological shadow on them.
"We don't need to plunder land and resources at all! War is meaningless, Your Majesty!"
The robe noble admonished.
"Of course it makes sense. Let the people on the land know our existence, understand our strength, and enshrine Atlantis as a god! Isn't that enough?"
A cruel smile was provoked at the corner of Namor's mouth. He believed that Mr. Xiao was right. The process of evolution is always accompanied by fighting and extinction.
Survival of the fittest is a natural law!
"His Majesty……"
The robe nobleman wanted to say something, but vaguely heard continuous explosions.
The better-hearing Namor frowned, his legs pressed slightly, like a sharp arrow, directly out of the palace.
He hadn't wanted to continue listening to the chatter of a bunch of old guys a long time ago, and just took the opportunity to leave.
Breaking through the huge water film that protects and hides the city, Namor keeps going all the way.
The violent explosion sound became clearer, and the turbulent water flow formed tiny whirlpools of various sizes.
"Damn landman!"
Namor rushed up angrily, and he saw the carcasses of fish floating on the surface of the sea.
Bang!
Swinging legs, suddenly speeding up!
Namor, holding a trident, broke through the water directly, standing in the air like a god!
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"Major Cavill, I have received an order from General Nimitz. Now, the fleet is yours."
The helicopter landed on the empty deck, and Captain Bullock of the Second Fleet walked over against the strong wind of the propeller.
The Chief of Naval Operations did not look down on Superman.
Even if the opponent belongs to the Army faction, it is a good opportunity to attack.
"Give me face...it can be my mantra in the future."
Luke took off his sunglasses and was satisfied with his relationship.
This is also a manifestation of personality charm.
"The two aircraft carriers that were raided by the Atlanteans yesterday were the Lincoln and the Stanislas."
After receiving the order, Captain Bullock cooperated very well with Luke's inquiry.
"According to the soldier's report, it was 4:20 in the afternoon. The weather on the sea suddenly became very bad, with lightning and thunder, dark clouds swept, and large waves of tens of meters were set off."
Luke squinted his eyes. This way of creating a wave of atmosphere and brewing an effect on the stage is pretty impressive.
This product is similar to Magneto in the scene. You can lose in a fight, but you can't lose your momentum.
They all belong to the category that requires a lot of special effects.
"Then a man boarded the deck. He claimed to be the king of Atlantis and said a bunch of...unheard nonsense."
Captain Bullock scratched his head, and the sailors were busy taking the planes on deck back into the hangar at the time when the wind was heavy and rainy.
"Later, the man became angry. A group of tall, blue-skinned warriors emerged from the water. The weapons in their hands were more advanced than ours. They could shoot light and freeze people into ice."
"And our carbine bullets can't penetrate their armor."
Luke nodded. Atlantis's technology is ahead of the current earth, at least for an era.
But speaking of high-tech civilization, the state system is almost backward with Wakanda, with a distinctly strict hierarchy.
To choose the king's criteria, first look at ancestry, and secondly, strength.
If there were not many royal family members in Atlantis, and fewer direct bloodlines, it would not have been possible for Namor to be a half-blood.
"The Atlanteans quickly took control of the two aircraft carriers. Many sailors tried to resist, but to no avail. The first man to board the deck, his name is Namor McKenzie, was like a super soldier. Powerful!"
Captain Bullock recalled the sailor's horrified expression and couldn't help but glanced at Luke. This young major general was a super soldier, and he was the best.
He paused and continued: "The man lifted a bomber with his bare hands and threw it into the sea. He also used a trident to destroy the rest of the aircraft and the engines of the two aircraft carriers."
"As a result, the Lincoln and the Stanislas are still stranded on the sea, unable to return to the dock for maintenance."
Luke waved his hand, saying that this was a trivial matter, and said relaxedly: "Captain Brock, I will take the two aircraft carriers back later."
An aircraft carrier is about tens of thousands of tons, and it may be a little difficult to carry it, but it is not a big problem to push it back as a humanoid engine.
Luke's current peak strength remains at around 500 tons.
Under full power, it can reach 1,000 tons.
And, this is not the limit.
In theory, he is growing every day.
That incredibly powerful body data broke Howard who was testing him at one point. He couldn't imagine that humans could evolve to this degree.
Luke always remembered the shocked look of Iron Man's father, and then said to him: "You must be living a very hard life. You must be careful in everything you do, for fear of damaging those concrete walls and reinforced concrete-supported buildings."
But he quickly broke Howard's brain tonic, replied: "No. Everything has a biological force field."
Then, the conversation ended.
"Thank you then, Major General Cavill."
Captain Bullock's brows curled together, and he was a little puzzled.
Will the young major general standing in front of him repair the aircraft carrier engine?
In other words, the other party is going to fly directly to the dock and bring back a maintenance team for himself?
Even if he thought of breaking his head, the captain couldn't guess that Luke took a simpler and more rude method.
"Captain, how many more aircraft carriers are available in the Second Fleet?"
Luke stood on the deck and suddenly became the focus.
The sailors and pilots who had heard the news stared at him with admiration and awe.
"There are three more ships that can be put into service immediately."
Captain Bullock said hesitantly.
He didn't know what Luke wanted to do, but he easily sent the aircraft carrier battle to a major general, and he always felt that the risk was very high.
Had it not been for Chester Nimitz, who was the leader of the Admiralty to call, this captain, who is known for his stability, would not necessarily hand over his command.
"That's good. Then you order them to drop torpedoes in the target waters of the Strait of Gibraltar."
Luke's eyes flickered, determined to give Namor a good return.
Bombing with torpedoes probably ignited the detonator at the door of Atlantis.
It may not hurt the huge city located on the bottom of the sea, but it will certainly harass the violent Namor.
"torpedo?"
Captain Bullock was a little puzzled.
"Will this work? Those Atlanteans don't live on the bottom of the sea, and torpedoes should not be a threat to them."
Luke didn't say much, and smiled confidently: "Whether the plan is effective, you have to implement it before you know."
...
...
Atlantis, Poseidonia.
Here is the center of the four oceans, the highest sacred place in the eyes of marine life.
The magnificent city stands on the bottom of the sea, retaining the mysterious atmosphere of ancient civilization.
The huge stone pillars standing high support the magnificent square dome.
Many blue-skinned Atlanteans ride seahorses or shuttle-shaped spacecraft to form a brilliant band of light around the capital.
Under the deep sea, it is not as dark and cold as people imagine.
Those colorful algae plants, or huge jellyfish, exude fascinating light, reflecting dreamy colors.
All this is destined to be invisible to mankind.
Enter the center of the city through the huge film of water covering Poseidonia.
Then you can see an extremely gorgeous palace, castle, and many guards armed with weapons patrolling back and forth.
Powerful high-pressure water cannons were erected in the guard posts everywhere.
Once an outsider breaks in, it will usher in the most violent firepower blow.
In the conference hall of the palace, Namor, holding a trident, leaned on the throne.
His brows were twisted tightly together, and his face unabashedly revealed irritability, impatience and other negative emotions.
The many robed nobles standing underneath are the Presbyterians of Atlantis.
They kept talking about the same boring rules, and Namor on the throne could almost smell a rotten smell.
It is ridiculous that an ancient civilization that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years still embraces the rules set by its ancestors!
Thinking of the evolution in Mr. Xiao's mouth, Namor looked at the Presbyterian Church even more bored.
"Your Majesty, we should not communicate with the terrestrial world! What's more, it is still in a bad way that might provoke a war!"
An old Atlansti robe nobleman showed a distressed look, as if Namor had done something violent.
"Atlantis has always adhered to the tradition of seclusion and isolation for a long time! Only in this way can we better preserve ourselves and avoid unnecessary incidents."
"But! Your Majesty, for some mutant, you took the initiative to expose the existence of Atlantis!"
"You even use war as a threat! Could it be that your Majesty, you really want to be a group of aliens who have nothing to do with the Atlanteans and get your people involved in the war?"
Namor snorted heavily and said loudly, "Will Atlantis lose to the land world? We have technological strength far surpassing them and occupy 70% of the vast territory of this planet!"
"Why do the Atlanteans hide? We are stronger than the land people~www.novelhall.com~ They should be afraid and bow down to us!"
The robe nobles were in an uproar, disregarding the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, and began to accuse Namor and regarded him as a lunatic.
Since Atlantis sank into the Atlantic, they have rarely set foot on land.
On the one hand, being out of the water for too long will make the Atlanteans very uncomfortable and even coma;
On the other hand, the huge catastrophe of the change of the continental plate left a deep psychological shadow on them.
"We don't need to plunder land and resources at all! War is meaningless, Your Majesty!"
The robe noble admonished.
"Of course it makes sense. Let the people on the land know our existence, understand our strength, and enshrine Atlantis as a god! Isn't that enough?"
A cruel smile was provoked at the corner of Namor's mouth. He believed that Mr. Xiao was right. The process of evolution is always accompanied by fighting and extinction.
Survival of the fittest is a natural law!
"His Majesty……"
The robe nobleman wanted to say something, but vaguely heard continuous explosions.
The better-hearing Namor frowned, his legs pressed slightly, like a sharp arrow, directly out of the palace.
He hadn't wanted to continue listening to the chatter of a bunch of old guys a long time ago, and just took the opportunity to leave.
Breaking through the huge water film that protects and hides the city, Namor keeps going all the way.
The violent explosion sound became clearer, and the turbulent water flow formed tiny whirlpools of various sizes.
"Damn landman!"
Namor rushed up angrily, and he saw the carcasses of fish floating on the surface of the sea.
Bang!
Swinging legs, suddenly speeding up!
Namor, holding a trident, broke through the water directly, standing in the air like a god!
"Major Cavill, I have received an order from General Nimitz. Now, the fleet is yours."The helicopter landed on the empty deck, and Captain Bullock of the Second Fleet walked over against the strong wind of the propeller.The Chief of Naval Operations did not look down on Superman.Even if the opponent belongs to the Army faction, it is a good opportunity to attack."Give me face...it can be my mantra in the future."Luke took off his sunglasses and was satisfied with his relationship.This is also a manifestation of personality charm."The two aircraft carriers that were raided by the Atlanteans yesterday were the Lincoln and the Stanislas."After receiving the order, Captain Bullock cooperated very well with Luke's inquiry."According to the soldier's report, it was 4:20 in the afternoon. The weather on the sea suddenly became very bad, with lightning and thunder, dark clouds swept, and large waves of tens of meters were set off."Luke squinted his eyes. This way of creating a wave of atmosphere and brewing an effect on the stage is pretty impressive.This product is similar to Magneto in the scene. You can lose in a fight, but you can't lose your momentum.They all belong to the category that requires a lot of special effects."Then a man boarded the deck. He claimed to be the king of Atlantis and said a bunch of...unheard nonsense."Captain Bullock scratched his head, and the sailors were busy taking the planes on deck back into the hangar at the time when the wind was heavy and rainy."Later, the man became angry. A group of tall, blue-skinned warriors emerged from the water. The weapons in their hands were more advanced than ours. They could shoot light and freeze people into ice.""And our carbine bullets can't penetrate their armor."Luke nodded. Atlantis's technology is ahead of the current earth, at least for an era.But speaking of high-tech civilization, the state system is almost backward with Wakanda, with a distinctly strict hierarchy.To choose the king's criteria, first look at ancestry, and secondly, strength.If there were not many royal family members in Atlantis, and fewer direct bloodlines, it would not have been possible for Namor to be a half-blood."The Atlanteans quickly took control of the two aircraft carriers. Many sailors tried to resist, but to no avail. The first man to board the deck, his name is Namor McKenzie, was like a super soldier. Powerful!"Captain Bullock recalled the sailor's horrified expression and couldn't help but glanced at Luke. This young major general was a super soldier, and he was the best.He paused and continued: "The man lifted a bomber with his bare hands and threw it into the sea. He also used a trident to destroy the rest of the aircraft and the engines of the two aircraft carriers.""As a result, the Lincoln and the Stanislas are still stranded on the sea, unable to return to the dock for maintenance."Luke waved his hand, saying that this was a trivial matter, and said relaxedly: "Captain Brock, I will take the two aircraft carriers back later."An aircraft carrier is about tens of thousands of tons, and it may be a little difficult to carry it, but it is not a big problem to push it back as a humanoid engine.Luke's current peak strength remains at around 500 tons.Under full power, it can reach 1,000 tons.And, this is not the limit.In theory, he is growing every day.That incredibly powerful body data broke Howard who was testing him at one point. He couldn't imagine that humans could evolve to this degree.Luke always remembered the shocked look of Iron Man's father, and then said to him: "You must be living a very hard life. You must be careful in everything you do, for fear of damaging those concrete walls and reinforced concrete-supported buildings."But he quickly broke Howard's brain tonic, replied: "No. Everything has a biological force field."Then, the conversation ended."Thank you then, Major General Cavill."Captain Bullock's brows curled together, and he was a little puzzled.Will the young major general standing in front of him repair the aircraft carrier engine?In other words, the other party is going to fly directly to the dock and bring back a maintenance team for himself?Even if he thought of breaking his head, the captain couldn't guess that Luke took a simpler and more rude method."Captain, how many more aircraft carriers are available in the Second Fleet?"Luke stood on the deck and suddenly became the focus.The sailors and pilots who had heard the news stared at him with admiration and awe."There are three more ships that can be put into service immediately."Captain Bullock said hesitantly.He didn't know what Luke wanted to do, but he easily sent the aircraft carrier battle to a major general, and he always felt that the risk was very high.Had it not been for Chester Nimitz, who was the leader of the Admiralty to call, this captain, who is known for his stability, would not necessarily hand over his command."That's good. Then you order them to drop torpedoes in the target waters of the Strait of Gibraltar."Luke's eyes flickered, determined to give Namor a good return.Bombing with torpedoes probably ignited the detonator at the door of Atlantis.It may not hurt the huge city located on the bottom of the sea, but it will certainly harass the violent Namor."torpedo?"Captain Bullock was a little puzzled."Will this work? Those Atlanteans don't live on the bottom of the sea, and torpedoes should not be a threat to them."Luke didn't say much, and smiled confidently: "Whether the plan is effective, you have to implement it before you know."......Atlantis, Poseidonia.Here is the center of the four oceans, the highest sacred place in the eyes of marine life.The magnificent city stands on the bottom of the sea, retaining the mysterious atmosphere of ancient civilization.The huge stone pillars standing high support the magnificent square dome.Many blue-skinned Atlanteans ride seahorses or shuttle-shaped spacecraft to form a brilliant band of light around the capital.Under the deep sea, it is not as dark and cold as people imagine.Those colorful algae plants, or huge jellyfish, exude fascinating light, reflecting dreamy colors.All this is destined to be invisible to mankind.Enter the center of the city through the huge film of water covering Poseidonia.Then you can see an extremely gorgeous palace, castle, and many guards armed with weapons patrolling back and forth.Powerful high-pressure water cannons were erected in the guard posts everywhere.Once an outsider breaks in, it will usher in the most violent firepower blow.In the conference hall of the palace, Namor, holding a trident, leaned on the throne.His brows were twisted tightly together, and his face unabashedly revealed irritability, impatience and other negative emotions.The many robed nobles standing underneath are the Presbyterians of Atlantis.They kept talking about the same boring rules, and Namor on the throne could almost smell a rotten smell.It is ridiculous that an ancient civilization that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years still embraces the rules set by its ancestors!Thinking of the evolution in Mr. Xiao's mouth, Namor looked at the Presbyterian Church even more bored."Your Majesty, we should not communicate with the terrestrial world! What's more, it is still in a bad way that might provoke a war!"An old Atlansti robe nobleman showed a distressed look, as if Namor had done something violent."Atlantis has always adhered to the tradition of seclusion and isolation for a long time! Only in this way can we better preserve ourselves and avoid unnecessary incidents.""But! Your Majesty, for some mutant, you took the initiative to expose the existence of Atlantis!""You even use war as a threat! Could it be that your Majesty, you really want to be a group of aliens who have nothing to do with the Atlanteans and get your people involved in the war?"Namor snorted heavily and said loudly, "Will Atlantis lose to the land world? We have technological strength far surpassing them and occupy 70% of the vast territory of this planet!""Why do the Atlanteans hide? We are stronger than the land people~www.novelhall.com~ They should be afraid and bow down to us!"The robe nobles were in an uproar, disregarding the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, and began to accuse Namor and regarded him as a lunatic.Since Atlantis sank into the Atlantic, they have rarely set foot on land.On the one hand, being out of the water for too long will make the Atlanteans very uncomfortable and even coma;On the other hand, the huge catastrophe of the change of the continental plate left a deep psychological shadow on them."We don't need to plunder land and resources at all! War is meaningless, Your Majesty!"The robe noble admonished."Of course it makes sense. Let the people on the land know our existence, understand our strength, and enshrine Atlantis as a god! Isn't that enough?"A cruel smile was provoked at the corner of Namor's mouth. He believed that Mr. Xiao was right. The process of evolution is always accompanied by fighting and extinction.Survival of the fittest is a natural law!"His Majesty"The robe nobleman wanted to say something, but vaguely heard continuous explosions.The better-hearing Namor frowned, his legs pressed slightly, like a sharp arrow, directly out of the palace.He hadn't wanted to continue listening to the chatter of a bunch of old guys a long time ago, and just took the opportunity to leave.Breaking through the huge water film that protects and hides the city, Namor keeps going all the way.The violent explosion sound became clearer, and the turbulent water flow formed tiny whirlpools of various sizes."Damn landman!"Namor rushed up angrily, and he saw the carcasses of fish floating on the surface of the sea.Bang!Swinging legs, suddenly speeding up!Namor, holding a trident, broke through the water directly, standing in the air like a god!
