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"Namo, forget it, forget it... the weapon can be retrieved later!"
Sebastian dragged Namor, who was dying, with "Trident" in his mouth, back to the submarine.
"Hurry up and let the Atlanteans respond, we can't stop Superman!"
He shook his grief and indignant Namor vigorously to make this guy a little more sober and stop thinking about the Neptune Trident.
The ultimate depth of the U-shaped submarine is 320 meters, which may not have escaped Superman's sight.
In case of being caught up by that time, the members of the Hellfire Club, without the natural ability to breathe underwater, may face the end of the group annihilation.
"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 the Meow Hammer to Thor, and it contains an inescapable feeling.
"I'll definitely get it back-I'll go back to Atlantis first."
Holding his bleeding chest, the young king followed his inner will and emitted a special sound wave, calling for the creatures of the deep sea.
"You seem to be left behind, friend."
Luke, who was caught off guard by a hot sight, looked at the tornado rotating at high speed on the sea, and a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.
"Sebastian Shaw has escaped with Namor."
Somehow stayed behind the rapids behind the palace, was stunned for a moment, and found that the U-shaped submarine had disappeared.
This is not right!
Isn't my task to interfere with Superman's sight and create chaos?
People?
All gone?
So why is the obvious submarine gone?
A series of question marks popped out of Torrent's head, and the high-speed spinning body suddenly stopped.
The young mutant who reacted directly manipulated the airflow to form a whirlwind, supporting himself to leave quickly.
Continue to stay and fight Superman, that's what a fool would do!
"If you want to leave now, will it be late."
Luke raised the trident in his hand and squinted his eyes to confirm his goal.
Just like throwing a javelin, it shoots out in a standard posture.
Whoosh!
The atmosphere blasted.
A touch of golden afterimage, like galloping lightning, directly hit the running torrent.
"It can be regarded as finding an experiment material for Dr. Teslak."
Luke dived down to catch the trident that skewered the rapids into a barbecue
"Don't let me down, Sebastian Shaw. With your ability to do things, it should be no problem to create a war."
The young major general stood on the surface of the sea and looked down.
The U-shaped submarine was drifting underwater, but the command cabin was empty.
...
...
Atlantis, Poseidonia.
Namor, who was seriously injured, crawled out of the huge nutrition pool.
He has been in a coma for four hours, and his body is full of slimy nano-dissolving potions.
The hideous wound on his chest was initially healed, and there was only a slight tingling sensation.
Thinking of his beloved trident falling into the hands of land people, being played, touched, and used by others, Namor couldn't help raising his anger.
"Your Majesty, your injury has not fully recovered. Don't get angry easily."
The medical officer discouraged.
The Neptune 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 Namo's physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people, and his vitality is exceptionally strong, and he was almost immediately killed by a spike.
"Where are my guests?"
Namor ignored the medical officer and asked with a frown.
"They... stay in the dungeon."
The medical officer replied hesitantly.
"Elder Jamal said that they are land people. If they break into Atlantis, they are considered as invaders and must be taken care of."
Namor's face was green, and said nothing.
As the anger surged, a clear pain appeared in his chest.
"Take me to the dungeon."
He squeezed these words from his teeth.
Twenty minutes later, the Hellfire Club, wearing breathing equipment, appeared in the conference hall.
Namor leaned on the throne, condescendingly looking down at the robe nobles.
"You imprisoned my compatriots, my guests, and claimed that it was for the safety of Atlantis."
His tone was cold, 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 nobleman 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 you can stop them-this is also our duty."
Namor tightened his lips, his eyes colder.
The loss of Neptune's Trident has shaken his originally unstable throne.
Namor, who was emotionally fluctuating, suppressed the anger in his heart, and slowly said: "I am the king of Atlantis, but my courtier has not given half the respect he deserves. Is this also a kind of presumptuous? "
"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 escaped in battle."
Another robed nobleman stood up.
When the coat of respect and inferiority was uncovered, all that was left was naked contempt and rejection.
"well."
Narmor, who was extremely grinning, stood up and said loudly: "Because I don't have blue skin like yours, I am regarded as a'wild species' and a'heterogene'. Even the teacher in charge of royal education, He didn't want to talk to me, the high priest even spoke to my grandfather to drive me out."
"My mother, a royal princess, has lived a life of fine clothes and food since she was a child. To protect me, she had to hide in the slums and endure the messy environment and cruel life."
"Since I was little, I have been ridiculed and bullied more than you. They have taught me to keep a distance from other people and avoid being hurt, and they have also allowed me to see that human nature is bad, regardless of skin color or race."
"You are not noble. The Atlanteans are no different from the landers, the same narrow, the same selfishness... Oh no, the landers at least know how to study."
"When they were still drilling wood for fire, Atlantis had already studied the use of ocean energy, but now they have all begun to learn to control nuclear energy. You still stayed ten thousand years ago, holding that tradition to death. do not let it go."
"What the rules of your ancestors, you are only scared by the gods and the eternal, so you hide in the bottom of the sea and don't dare to go out."
Namor said as he walked down the steps.
"Your Majesty-do you know what you are talking about?"
A robe noble asked angrily. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
"of course I know."
Namor clutched his chest and coughed twice.
The other hand stretched out quickly to lift the opponent up.
"You may not know, the color I hate the most is blue!"
Click!
Fold your fingers together, and force your arms.
The robe noble's neck was tilted to one side and his eyes were wide open. It seemed that he couldn't believe it until he died. Namor would do it himself.
"Look at how stupid it is. The king can't execute the nobles...take these rules to see the **** of the sea."
Namor laughed sarcastically, and started a massacre without any suspense.
The guards who were standing outside heard the sound and broke into the discussion hall, but they could only watch it blankly.
Because according to the rules, they acted against the king as treason.
Sebastian, who was acting as a bystander, had a satisfied smile on the face wearing the breathing apparatus.
He glanced at the White Queen calmly, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Good job."
The latter looked calm, as if he had done nothing.
Hatred blinded Namor's eyes. If he can calm down, think about it.
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 over public opinion.
Rather than rashly angering a king without any preparation.
A few minutes later, when the slaughter was over, the corpses of the robe nobles were lying all over the hall.
Sebastian said solemnly: "Your Majesty, what should I do next?"
Drying the blood on his hands, Namor seemed to put down a big rock in his heart, and the whole person became much easier.
He walked up the steps, sat on the throne, and said word by word: "War. Give the land world a war."
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"Namo, forget it, forget it... the weapon can be retrieved later!"
Sebastian dragged Namor, who was dying, with "Trident" in his mouth, back to the submarine.
"Hurry up and let the Atlanteans respond, we can't stop Superman!"
He shook his grief and indignant Namor vigorously to make this guy a little more sober and stop thinking about the Neptune Trident.
The ultimate depth of the U-shaped submarine is 320 meters, which may not have escaped Superman's sight.
In case of being caught up by that time, the members of the Hellfire Club, without the natural ability to breathe underwater, may face the end of the group annihilation.
"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 the Meow Hammer to Thor, and it contains an inescapable feeling.
"I'll definitely get it back-I'll go back to Atlantis first."
Holding his bleeding chest, the young king followed his inner will and emitted a special sound wave, calling for the creatures of the deep sea.
"You seem to be left behind, friend."
Luke, who was caught off guard by a hot sight, looked at the tornado rotating at high speed on the sea, and a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.
"Sebastian Shaw has escaped with Namor."
Somehow stayed behind the rapids behind the palace, was stunned for a moment, and found that the U-shaped submarine had disappeared.
This is not right!
Isn't my task to interfere with Superman's sight and create chaos?
People?
All gone?
So why is the obvious submarine gone?
A series of question marks popped out of Torrent's head, and the high-speed spinning body suddenly stopped.
The young mutant who reacted directly manipulated the airflow to form a whirlwind, supporting himself to leave quickly.
Continue to stay and fight Superman, that's what a fool would do!
"If you want to leave now, will it be late."
Luke raised the trident in his hand and squinted his eyes to confirm his goal.
Just like throwing a javelin, it shoots out in a standard posture.
Whoosh!
The atmosphere blasted.
A touch of golden afterimage, like galloping lightning, directly hit the running torrent.
"It can be regarded as finding an experiment material for Dr. Teslak."
Luke dived down to catch the trident that skewered the rapids into a barbecue
"Don't let me down, Sebastian Shaw. With your ability to do things, it should be no problem to create a war."
The young major general stood on the surface of the sea and looked down.
The U-shaped submarine was drifting underwater, but the command cabin was empty.
...
...
Atlantis, Poseidonia.
Namor, who was seriously injured, crawled out of the huge nutrition pool.
He has been in a coma for four hours, and his body is full of slimy nano-dissolving potions.
The hideous wound on his chest was initially healed, and there was only a slight tingling sensation.
Thinking of his beloved trident falling into the hands of land people, being played, touched, and used by others, Namor couldn't help raising his anger.
"Your Majesty, your injury has not fully recovered. Don't get angry easily."
The medical officer discouraged.
The Neptune 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 Namo's physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people, and his vitality is exceptionally strong, and he was almost immediately killed by a spike.
"Where are my guests?"
Namor ignored the medical officer and asked with a frown.
"They... stay in the dungeon."
The medical officer replied hesitantly.
"Elder Jamal said that they are land people. If they break into Atlantis, they are considered as invaders and must be taken care of."
Namor's face was green, and said nothing.
As the anger surged, a clear pain appeared in his chest.
"Take me to the dungeon."
He squeezed these words from his teeth.
Twenty minutes later, the Hellfire Club, wearing breathing equipment, appeared in the conference hall.
Namor leaned on the throne, condescendingly looking down at the robe nobles.
"You imprisoned my compatriots, my guests, and claimed that it was for the safety of Atlantis."
His tone was cold, 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 nobleman 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 you can stop them-this is also our duty."
Namor tightened his lips, his eyes colder.
The loss of Neptune's Trident has shaken his originally unstable throne.
Namor, who was emotionally fluctuating, suppressed the anger in his heart, and slowly said: "I am the king of Atlantis, but my courtier has not given half the respect he deserves. Is this also a kind of presumptuous? "
"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 escaped in battle."
Another robed nobleman stood up.
When the coat of respect and inferiority was uncovered, all that was left was naked contempt and rejection.
"well."
Narmor, who was extremely grinning, stood up and said loudly: "Because I don't have blue skin like yours, I am regarded as a'wild species' and a'heterogene'. Even the teacher in charge of royal education, He didn't want to talk to me, the high priest even spoke to my grandfather to drive me out."
"My mother, a royal princess, has lived a life of fine clothes and food since she was a child. To protect me, she had to hide in the slums and endure the messy environment and cruel life."
"Since I was little, I have been ridiculed and bullied more than you. They have taught me to keep a distance from other people and avoid being hurt, and they have also allowed me to see that human nature is bad, regardless of skin color or race."
"You are not noble. The Atlanteans are no different from the landers, the same narrow, the same selfishness... Oh no, the landers at least know how to study."
"When they were still drilling wood for fire, Atlantis had already studied the use of ocean energy, but now they have all begun to learn to control nuclear energy. You still stayed ten thousand years ago, holding that tradition to death. do not let it go."
"What the rules of your ancestors, you are only scared by the gods and the eternal, so you hide in the bottom of the sea and don't dare to go out."
Namor said as he walked down the steps.
"Your Majesty-do you know what you are talking about?"
A robe noble asked angrily. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
"of course I know."
Namor clutched his chest and coughed twice.
The other hand stretched out quickly to lift the opponent up.
"You may not know, the color I hate the most is blue!"
Click!
Fold your fingers together, and force your arms.
The robe noble's neck was tilted to one side and his eyes were wide open. It seemed that he couldn't believe it until he died. Namor would do it himself.
"Look at how stupid it is. The king can't execute the nobles...take these rules to see the **** of the sea."
Namor laughed sarcastically, and started a massacre without any suspense.
The guards who were standing outside heard the sound and broke into the discussion hall, but they could only watch it blankly.
Because according to the rules, they acted against the king as treason.
Sebastian, who was acting as a bystander, had a satisfied smile on the face wearing the breathing apparatus.
He glanced at the White Queen calmly, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Good job."
The latter looked calm, as if he had done nothing.
Hatred blinded Namor's eyes. If he can calm down, think about it.
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 over public opinion.
Rather than rashly angering a king without any preparation.
A few minutes later, when the slaughter was over, the corpses of the robe nobles were lying all over the hall.
Sebastian said solemnly: "Your Majesty, what should I do next?"
Drying the blood on his hands, Namor seemed to put down a big rock in his heart, and the whole person became much easier.
He walked up the steps, sat on the throne, and said word by word: "War. Give the land world a war."
"Namo, forget it, forget it... the weapon can be retrieved later!"Sebastian dragged Namor, who was dying, with "Trident" in his mouth, back to the submarine."Hurry up and let the Atlanteans respond, we can't stop Superman!"He shook his grief and indignant Namor vigorously to make this guy a little more sober and stop thinking about the Neptune Trident.The ultimate depth of the U-shaped submarine is 320 meters, which may not have escaped Superman's sight.In case of being caught up by that time, the members of the Hellfire Club, without the natural ability to breathe underwater, may face the end of the group annihilation."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 the Meow Hammer to Thor, and it contains an inescapable feeling."I'll definitely get it back-I'll go back to Atlantis first."Holding his bleeding chest, the young king followed his inner will and emitted a special sound wave, calling for the creatures of the deep sea."You seem to be left behind, friend."Luke, who was caught off guard by a hot sight, looked at the tornado rotating at high speed on the sea, and a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth."Sebastian Shaw has escaped with Namor."Somehow stayed behind the rapids behind the palace, was stunned for a moment, and found that the U-shaped submarine had disappeared.This is not right!Isn't my task to interfere with Superman's sight and create chaos?People?All gone?So why is the obvious submarine gone?A series of question marks popped out of Torrent's head, and the high-speed spinning body suddenly stopped.The young mutant who reacted directly manipulated the airflow to form a whirlwind, supporting himself to leave quickly.Continue to stay and fight Superman, that's what a fool would do!"If you want to leave now, will it be late."Luke raised the trident in his hand and squinted his eyes to confirm his goal.Just like throwing a javelin, it shoots out in a standard posture.Whoosh!The atmosphere blasted.A touch of golden afterimage, like galloping lightning, directly hit the running torrent."It can be regarded as finding an experiment material for Dr. Teslak."Luke dived down to catch the trident that skewered the rapids into a barbecue"Don't let me down, Sebastian Shaw. With your ability to do things, it should be no problem to create a war."The young major general stood on the surface of the sea and looked down.The U-shaped submarine was drifting underwater, but the command cabin was empty.......Atlantis, Poseidonia.Namor, who was seriously injured, crawled out of the huge nutrition pool.He has been in a coma for four hours, and his body is full of slimy nano-dissolving potions.The hideous wound on his chest was initially healed, and there was only a slight tingling sensation.Thinking of his beloved trident falling into the hands of land people, being played, touched, and used by others, Namor couldn't help raising his anger."Your Majesty, your injury has not fully recovered. Don't get angry easily."The medical officer discouraged.The Neptune 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 Namo's physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people, and his vitality is exceptionally strong, and he was almost immediately killed by a spike."Where are my guests?"Namor ignored the medical officer and asked with a frown."They... stay in the dungeon."The medical officer replied hesitantly."Elder Jamal said that they are land people. If they break into Atlantis, they are considered as invaders and must be taken care of."Namor's face was green, and said nothing.As the anger surged, a clear pain appeared in his chest."Take me to the dungeon."He squeezed these words from his teeth.Twenty minutes later, the Hellfire Club, wearing breathing equipment, appeared in the conference hall.Namor leaned on the throne, condescendingly looking down at the robe nobles."You imprisoned my compatriots, my guests, and claimed that it was for the safety of Atlantis."His tone was cold, 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 nobleman 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 you can stop them-this is also our duty."Namor tightened his lips, his eyes colder.The loss of Neptune's Trident has shaken his originally unstable throne.Namor, who was emotionally fluctuating, suppressed the anger in his heart, and slowly said: "I am the king of Atlantis, but my courtier has not given half the respect he deserves. Is this also a kind of presumptuous? ""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 escaped in battle."Another robed nobleman stood up.When the coat of respect and inferiority was uncovered, all that was left was naked contempt and rejection."well."Narmor, who was extremely grinning, stood up and said loudly: "Because I don't have blue skin like yours, I am regarded as a'wild species' and a'heterogene'. Even the teacher in charge of royal education, He didn't want to talk to me, the high priest even spoke to my grandfather to drive me out.""My mother, a royal princess, has lived a life of fine clothes and food since she was a child. To protect me, she had to hide in the slums and endure the messy environment and cruel life.""Since I was little, I have been ridiculed and bullied more than you. They have taught me to keep a distance from other people and avoid being hurt, and they have also allowed me to see that human nature is bad, regardless of skin color or race.""You are not noble. The Atlanteans are no different from the landers, the same narrow, the same selfishness... Oh no, the landers at least know how to study.""When they were still drilling wood for fire, Atlantis had already studied the use of ocean energy, but now they have all begun to learn to control nuclear energy. You still stayed ten thousand years ago, holding that tradition to death. do not let it go.""What the rules of your ancestors, you are only scared by the gods and the eternal, so you hide in the bottom of the sea and don't dare to go out."Namor said as he walked down the steps."Your Majesty-do you know what you are talking about?"A robe noble asked angrily. UU reading www. uukanshu.com"of course I know."Namor clutched his chest and coughed twice.The other hand stretched out quickly to lift the opponent up."You may not know, the color I hate the most is blue!"Click!Fold your fingers together, and force your arms.The robe noble's neck was tilted to one side and his eyes were wide open. It seemed that he couldn't believe it until he died. Namor would do it himself."Look at how stupid it is. The king can't execute the nobles...take these rules to see the **** of the sea."Namor laughed sarcastically, and started a massacre without any suspense.The guards who were standing outside heard the sound and broke into the discussion hall, but they could only watch it blankly.Because according to the rules, they acted against the king as treason.Sebastian, who was acting as a bystander, had a satisfied smile on the face wearing the breathing apparatus.He glanced at the White Queen calmly, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Good job."The latter looked calm, as if he had done nothing.Hatred blinded Namor's eyes. If he can calm down, think about it.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 over public opinion.Rather than rashly angering a king without any preparation.A few minutes later, when the slaughter was over, the corpses of the robe nobles were lying all over the hall.Sebastian said solemnly: "Your Majesty, what should I do next?"Drying the blood on his hands, Namor seemed to put down a big rock in his heart, and the whole person became much easier.He walked up the steps, sat on the throne, and said word by word: "War. Give the land world a war."
