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Chapter 118: Intrigues and deceptions, mutual calculations (please subscribe and read, monthly ticket)

"David Hyde, you missed the time we agreed to contact each other."

It was the first time that Arthur saw his "brother". The other person had long pure golden hair, which was combed back and tied into a tight bun.

The other person was very handsome, but there was obvious arrogance on his face, as if he was not facing a human, but an ant that could be easily stepped on to death.

But this proud king did not realize that the pirate he was facing was not the original pirate, but Arthur in disguise.

He was wearing a black diving suit and had his face camouflaged. He answered in a pinched voice, "The target you want us to deal with is not some small fish or shrimp. The man called 'Sea King' killed most of my brothers by himself. My father and my ship are also gone..."

Arthur pretended to be extremely angry, and he was indeed as angry inside.

When he saw his half-brother, he did not feel any sense of intimacy. All he could think of was his mother who had been exiled and died. The fire of rage burned so fiercely that his face turned red.

"This is a deal. I'll give you enough gold coins and treasures that you land people like, and you have to give me what I want."

"As for what you lost, what does it have to do with me?"

Om spoke in a nonchalant tone, not caring at all about David's loss.

"I am not a tool that you can just throw away. If you have this attitude, forget about getting Arthur Curry's head."

In one sentence, Om's weak spot was exposed.

Not only did he want Arthur to die, but he also wanted to use Arthur's head to silence the domestic opposition, integrate the country's resources, and launch a war on land.

Thinking of this, Om forced a smile on his handsome face, and said to the "David" in his eyes with a fake smile: "As long as you give me the head of that bastard, I will agree to whatever you want."

Arthur asked for countless gold coins and antiques in one breath, and finally said: "I want you to deliver these things to me in person. If I don't see you in person, I will destroy the head in my hand even if I die."

Silence, silence, and silence!

Om was shaking, not because there was something wrong with the communicator, but because he was shaking with anger.

He was the king of Atlantis, who could make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand. Now he was threatened by an ant on land. How could he not be angry?
Thinking about the situation at home, he finally suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth: "Okay! But I will decide the location."

"Of course, you are the boss, you have the final say."

Arthur smiled and bowed.

Om reported a set of coordinates and hung up the phone. If he looked at this man any longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but lead his troops to twist off his head.

Arthur looked at the hung up phone and said to Martin who was floating beside him, "That was too smooth. Om agreed so readily. Was it a trap?"

Martin waved his tail and replied, "Of course there is a trap. You have provoked a king like this, so of course he will set a trap to catch you and skin you alive to vent his anger."

"As for seeing through your identity, I don't think so. Om considers himself a king, and he only looked at you a few times after you provoked him. But at that time, he must have been thinking about how to kill you, and there was no way he could have noticed your problem."

Arthur recalled the conversation just now and laughed: "This guy is more arrogant than I thought. I hope he can still maintain this elegant demeanor when I punch him in the face later."

"It would be fun if that were the case."

"But this guy Om will probably just yell in anger."

Martin mocked Om without any hesitation.

Arthur laughed and got into an Atlantis submersible that was searched from the pirate ship.

Orm originally wanted to use it to support the pirates, but now it is used by Martin and his men to deal with Orm himself.

"You deserve it. This is what a warmonger like Orm deserves."

Martin landed on the outer shell of the submersible, and the man and the fish moved towards the deep sea, heading towards the place indicated by the set of coordinates given by Om.

In fact, the speed of this submersible is not as fast as Arthur's own swimming, but in order to disguise their identities and avoid being discovered, Martin and Arthur had to hurry on. After walking for two hours, they finally entered the deep sea and approached the location indicated by the coordinates.

With the help of the submersible's light, Martin saw pieces of ruins covered with various mosses and shell-like creatures.

The fish swimming slowly among the ruins were startled by the light of the submarine, and fled in all directions, swimming towards the dark area.

"I'm leaving now, be careful."

Martin's golden-red scales are too conspicuous. If he moves with the submarine, Om might find out something is wrong.

Although Om is arrogant, he is not stupid.

Arthur nodded and replied to Martin in the submarine: "Are you sure you want to leave? The Atlantis army is hundreds of times stronger than those pirates. You must be careful."

"I'm not kidding with my life."

Martin flicked his tail, retracted his light, turned into an ordinary creature, joined the fleeing school of fish, and swam slowly.

The darkness at the bottom of the sea did not affect his vision, and he saw statues still standing among the ruins.

These statues are hundreds of meters tall, but have been eroded by time and sea water. All of them are missing arms and legs, and some even have no heads. But they still stubbornly hold up the stone-carved tridents, with the tips gathered together to form the shape of a synagogue.

Although this place has been abandoned, Martin can still smell the rich historical atmosphere and knows that this must be an important place.

So why did Om choose this as the meeting place?

If it's for the sake of confidentiality, wouldn't it be better to meet on the sea?

Martin smelled danger and flashed his light several times.

Arthur in the submarine saw this and quickly used his ability to communicate with Martin. After listening to his doubts, he agreed with them.

"Vico once told me that this is where several kingdoms under the sea meet to discuss matters, but it has been abandoned for a long time."

"I trust your judgment, but we can't just turn around and run away!"

"Yeah!" Martin also agreed with his idea: "We have finally come this far, it is impossible to go back."

"But you have to be smart. If it's not Om who comes, leave immediately without any hesitation."

Arthur listened to Martin's instructions, gave repeated assurances, and continued to wait where he was.

……

Martin swam with the school of fish and silently recited three thousand numbers. Then there was finally movement outside the ruins. A dazzling light illuminated the seabed and a group of people approached the ruins.

They all rode on modified seahorses and wore golden-green armor, like knights in classical legends.

The middle-aged man in the lead had a solemn and majestic face and red hair. He looked like someone who was not to be trifled with.

Martin wanted to get closer to see more clearly, but was driven away by the guards around the man:
"Go away, all of you, stay away from here. You fish, don't get in the way of King Nereus."

The school of fish, attracted by the bright light, scattered, and Martin went with them.

He hid in an inconspicuous corner and used the flash to contact Arthur, but received no response.

"Damn it, I actually fell into Om's trap!"

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