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Chapter 401 Sharing the Force of Life (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)
In fact, the reason why Om stopped here was not as complicated as Martin and Arthur thought. It was simply because he didn't know what to do next.

He found the map left by his ancestors in the private library of the Atlantis royal family, found the news of the former king of Atlantis in the lost kingdom in the desert, and then rushed to the Mediterranean with his fleet and entered the territory of the Trench Tribe.

To the well-prepared Atlantis fleet, beasts like the Trench Tribe were not much of a danger.

The problem is that the clues left by the former king of Atlantis only point to the Mediterranean Sea, without any additional nonsense. In addition, the poor hydrological conditions in the territory of the Trench Clan make it difficult for the fleet entering here to conduct large-scale scans.

Therefore, Orm could only use the most primitive method, which was to let the fleet sweep the sea area to find the way to the Trident of Poseidon.

"Hey, Vico, is there really no more clues related to the Trident in the Royal City Library?"

Orm sat on the throne of the flagship. His left eye was blinded in the previous battle with Arthur, his right leg was bloody, three fingers were missing from his right hand, and half of his face was covered with scars.

Although Atlantis' advanced medical technology allowed him to survive, his left eye and right leg had to be removed and replaced with prosthetic limbs, and artificial fingers were implanted in his right hand.

But he deliberately kept the scars on his face and body, using them to remind himself how much pain Arthur had caused him.

Vico, who had always been on Arthur's side, was not replaced by Om.

Firstly, Vico represented the forces supporting the queen. Orm was beaten half to death by Arthur, and there were already many people in the country who opposed him. If Vico was squeezed out of the royal family, he would no longer have to be king.

At that time, Om's father was able to exile Atlanna, the queen who had made no mistakes in government affairs, under the pretext of intermarriage with humans.

Others would naturally be able to find out Om's faults and pull him down from the throne.

It's just that Arthur didn't want to care about the things under the sea, and Vico, who had always advocated Arthur's return, suddenly became ambiguous after the war, so Orm could continue to sit on the throne.

This sense of security given by others is no different from a noose around the neck for a strong monarch.

That's why Orm was so anxious to find the Trident of Poseidon in order to consolidate his authority, ensure that he could continue to sit on the throne, and then launch his war on land.

To everyone's surprise, Vico not only did not stop it, but instead handed over all the information he had secretly collected over the years.

Although Om suspected that Vicco had other plans in private, he still brought the teacher to the fleet in order to find the Trident as soon as possible.

"Your Majesty, the records of things related to the Trident are at least thousands of years old, but those records are often very confusing and not as clear as the legends. Perhaps we can go to the ruins of the Trench Tribe and take a look. We might find something unexpected."

As usual, Vico answered Ohm's questions without hiding anything.

"Although there is little hope, it is better than scrambling around like we are now."

Om nodded and ordered some ships to search for the former palace of the Trench Tribe.

He sat on the throne and tried to convey his orders to the captains just by speaking.

A destroyer and a frigate moved near the combat platform, protecting the large ship as it searched deeper.

The changes in the Atlantis fleet instantly attracted the attention of the Trench Clan. Almost at the same time as the fleet moved, more Trench Clan swam out from the depths of the ocean, trying to stop Om from going to their former home.

"Open fire and shoot down all these beasts. Don't let them block our way."

Om had no interest in the Trench Tribe, but if it was a hunting opportunity, he wouldn't mind wielding a trident and having a real fight with these beasts.

But now his mind was full of the Trident of Poseidon, and he had no time to deal with these horrible monsters in the Atlantis legends, so he directly ordered the ships to open fire.

The three large ships moved instantly. A large amount of seawater poured into the hull, which was converted into pure energy by the engine and then distributed to the weapons of various modules of the ship, instantly illuminating a large area of the seabed.

Boom!

The dense shells on the surface of the ship released bursts of blue circular energy, and the sea water evaporated instantly wherever it passed. The ferocious Trench Clan were also caught in the artillery fire and turned into ashes along with the sea water.

The bodies of these Trench People were several times stronger than those of ordinary Atlanteans, but they were still shattered to pieces in front of the cannons.

However, these beasts did not know what fear was. The death of their companions did not make them retreat. Instead, more and more Trench Tribes rushed towards the Atlantis fleet with stimulating sound waves.

"Your Atlantis weapons are really special."

Martin drove the submarine aside and watched the show quietly.

Arthur had already sensed the giant monster guarding the trident through his life force, and urged Martin to quickly take the Nautilus to the surface of the sea.

"Don't just sit there and watch! Let's just go there. Once we get my mother and the trident, that's all. Don't bother with all that nonsense."

Arthur couldn't help but feel annoyed as he looked at the fleet approaching.

Martin looked at him in surprise: "That's not what you said just now? Is Vico also in this fleet?"

"How did you know?" Arthur blurted out, looking very depressed.

"In the whole of Atlantis, apart from Vico who taught you since childhood, who else could make you so upset as you are now? The answer is actually not difficult to guess at all."

Martin nodded thoughtfully.

"It seems that your teacher is very dissatisfied with your joining the Justice League!"

"Viko has always wanted me to be the arbitrator between land and sea, but now I have directly become the founder of the Justice League. It is normal for him to be dissatisfied and slightly lean towards Orm."

Arthur said this, but when he sensed Vico's life signal, he still felt a little choked up in his heart.

"Well, it seems that my plan to form an alliance was quite foresighted. If you were to compete with those people from Atlantis, you might get screwed."

"No way, Vico wouldn't do this to me." Arthur subconsciously defended the teacher.

Martin said coldly: "I only consider whether there is such a possibility and how to deal with it if it happens. As for the personal feelings between you and Vico, they are really not important in our plan."

The old guard's authority comes from Atlanna, and as long as Arthur convinces the queen, Vico will have no choice but to obey.

Any one of his subordinates has room to defect, but he, the leader of the faction, has no choice, because other factions do not have enough positions left for him.

Arthur said nothing, which was considered as his tacit agreement with Martin's opinion.

"Nautilus, maintain a safe diving distance and don't get close. Wait until we come back from the bottom of the sea and then accept my command. If anything unexpected happens during this time, you must evacuate immediately. You don't need to worry about the safety of Arthur and me."

After Martin received the response of obeying the order through the radio, he drove the submarine to continue diving.

With Arthur, the Sea King, around, the crazy Trench Clan turned a blind eye to them and even covered their tracks to avoid being discovered by the Atlantis fleet. Although this move was somewhat redundant, the Atlantis fleet's vision was completely blocked by the Trench Clan. The soldiers now only wanted to kill all the monsters in front of them and had no time to think about other things.

"The area leading to my mother's hiding place is on the seabed. Just keep going down. It's so obvious that there's no need for directions."

Arthur, who possesses the power of life, said so.

Martin increased the thrust of the submarine to the maximum, holding the joystick with both hands and moving flexibly on the battlefield, continuously diving.

At the same time, he and Arthur also saw three large ships heading towards the ruins of the Trench Tribe Palace, but they paid no attention.

The further down we go, the more chaotic the surrounding water becomes, and the smaller the area that can be illuminated by the submarine's lights becomes.

The darkness in the sea is deeper than the night, and seems to have its own life, constantly eroding the lights of the submarine.

Martin even suspected that if he stayed a little longer, the darkness on the seabed would completely extinguish the lights and then crawl over him and Arthur.

Fortunately, Arthur has the life force plug-in. The harsh natural environment under the sea has no effect on him at all, and he can easily determine the best path.

After diving for about half an hour, the sounds and lights of the battle between the Atlantis fleet and the Trench Clan faded away from them, and a large canyon standing on the seabed appeared in front of them.

This canyon is part of the entire underwater mountain range. The rest of the area is hidden in the darkness, looming in and out of sight, as if it were some giant monster that would wake up the next moment.

The canyon that looked like a crack in the sky was the only gap in the mountain range. Blue light seeped out from the cracks in the canyon, illuminating the chaotic sea water, but did not cause any changes to the seabed.

This place is still wrapped in darkness, and even life does not exist. The sound of boring submarines running makes it dead silent here, which can really drive people crazy over time.

"I'll go explore the canyon first to make sure there's no danger, and then you can follow me in."

Arthur prepared to leave the submarine; the pressure the boat could withstand had reached its limit.

There is no problem in continuing to sail, but you cannot participate in any battles.

Even just a violent collision would cause the small boat to disintegrate instantly and turn into parts all over the ground.

"Well, I actually have another solution. But, after finally getting the boat here, it seems a bit too casual to just abandon it like that."

Martin took his hands off the joystick and waited to see Arthur perform his skills.

Arthur was ready to leave the ship, and he complained, "What time is it? You still have the mood to care about these boring things."

"With you, the Sea King, protecting me, I won't die here!"

Martin was very confident in Arthur and waved him to move.

Arthur gave Martin the middle finger, opened the drainage compartment specially used for isolation, jumped out, closed the hatch, checked it again and again, then shot out like a cannonball and rushed towards the canyon.

Martin sat alone in the submarine, waiting for Arthur to send back the news.

But he did not stand there in a daze, but drew out the sword from his waist.

This long scimitar is inlaid with many gems, and the blade shines with a bright cold light, making it clear at a glance that it is not an ordinary item.

Martin stared at the sword, thinking about what kind of magic he should use.

Although he told Arthur that he normally did not use other powers when transforming, that was only when it would not affect major events.

The situation on the seabed was very complicated, and if Martin remembered correctly, if he wanted to go to the place where the former king of Atlantis buried himself, he had to pass through a large underwater whirlpool.

The submarine certainly couldn't withstand that kind of pressure, so Martin had to find a way for both him and Arthur to pass right through it.

Boom!

Before Martin could figure out what was going on, Arthur swam back from the canyon and knocked on the glass of the submarine.

He didn't want to go through the trouble of getting back into the submarine, and he had to control his strength carefully in order to prevent the ship from falling apart.

At this moment, Arthur began to miss the power that the bloody trident brought him. When Martin forged the trident, he also used the Amazons' belief in Poseidon as forging material.

Therefore, when Arthur restored the trident, he could easily summon a terrifying storm. But now he no longer has that power.

In order to let Martin know what he saw, he could only use sign language.

Martin didn't even look at it and said directly:

"Come on board. I just thought of a way to allow me to move freely on the seabed, but I need your help."

Martin does not have the talent of the Atlanteans and cannot communicate normally with others across the sea.

But Arthur heard it clearly, his eyes glowed, and he jumped directly into the submarine, covered in seawater, and asked anxiously: "If you have such an idea, why didn't you tell us at the beginning? We can save a lot of trouble."

"I didn't expect Orm to come here with a fleet. Otherwise, I would have just rushed in without hesitation. There would be no need to be so entangled."

Martin snapped his fingers and put all the blame on Om.

"The solution I came up with is very simple. You just need to use your life force to share the resistance of the Atlanteans with me."

"That's fine, are you kidding me?"

Arthur was shocked. He didn't expect Martin's method to be so simple and crude.

"Why not? When you were fighting yesterday, you added the power of so many people's lives to yourself. If it can be added together, it can also be dispersed. Is this principle difficult to understand?"

Martin's words made Arthur fall into deep thought. His thoughts on the force of life had always been limited to himself, and he had never thought about these things.

After Martin's reminder, he realized that his previous thinking was too narrow.

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