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Arthur turned around and saw that he was actually standing on an island. There was actually a sky above his head. There was no sun, but the rays were everywhere.

The suspended islands are like building blocks that have been pushed over by children, scattered in the sky. There seem to be many birds living on them, flying around in the sky.

The island they were on was covered with lush vegetation, but was surrounded by a seemingly endless sea.

"This place is so Atlantis-like. Did it undergo some kind of transformation to become like this?"

As Arthur observes his ego island, Martin does the same.

But his observation was how to get past here and quickly find Atlanna and the Trident of Aquaman.

"If you learn more about it, you will find that the existence of subspace is actually much more common than humans imagine. Any rift in space may develop into an independent subspace, and those spaces will inevitably be affected by the material world and form special projections. Therefore, it is normal for this place to look like an island."

Martin looked up for a few minutes and saw a pattern in the movement of the floating islands.

But he did not rush forward, but took the opportunity to teach Arthur more: "Look at those islands in the sky. Their positions are very random when viewed individually, and their movements are irregular. But they are actually moving around a center."

"It's just as you said. What's the profound meaning of this?"

Arthur nodded, without using his life force to search for anything.

"As a king, the highest authority in ancient times always wanted to control everything and make the world revolve around them. Therefore, ancient magic and various rituals created based on it also emphasized a center."

Martin pointed at the islands and drew a few random lines so that Arthur could see the movement patterns of the islands more clearly.

"So if we want to find something, once we identify that center, the rest will be much easier."

"Is it really that simple? Since the person who set up this ceremony values this center so much, he will naturally make great efforts to protect the center from being violated."

Arthur felt that there must be a lot of things hidden on this island.

Kings are themselves a symbol of ancient times. They hold power, and even death cannot erase this obsession.

"It all comes down to one simple thing: violence. The tests they set are always tests of direct violence. So we just need to rush in and don't need to think about anything else."

Martin shrugged his shoulders. Things in ancient times were always so simple and always revolved around violence.

"You should go find your mother. Even if it's because of what I just said, you should have the courage to resolve this matter."

Arthur faced Martin's scrutinizing gaze and put his hands on his chest: "Okay, you've seen through my thoughts again. But this place is a little complicated..."

"Don't make excuses. Your ancestor may not have known what life force was when he was alive, not to mention that he has been dead for thousands of years. Even if he arranged something at the time, it's all gone now."

Martin waved his hand and told Arthur to start looking for someone quickly.

Arthur closed his eyes and waves began to radiate outward with him as the center. Wherever he passed, animals flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water began to become active and move in one direction.

"I found her. The life signals of Atlanteans are very conspicuous here."

Arthur took a deep breath, glanced at Martin, and then walked towards the island.

The two men walked through the jungle of the island. Wherever they passed, the animals jumped out one by one and took the initiative to clear a path for them in the forest.

Whoosh!
Martin drew his sword and cut off the wooden spear that was shot at him. He looked around and said, "It seems that we have overestimated it. This island does not have the rituals and traps we thought before. We overestimated it."

"Why couldn't it be that my mother destroyed all those traps, so that we can have such smooth travel now?"

Arthur withstood the combined attack of two square bamboo rafts with sharp knives that bounced up from the ground, and his body was unharmed.

"I know you have beautiful fantasies about your mother, and that's normal. But if she really solved some ancient puzzle, she wouldn't have set up these crude traps with wood and stone now."

Martin followed Arthur. Relying on his strong body, he didn't need to think about how to break the trap. He just rushed forward.

"That's not right! You're the one who made me brave enough to face my mother!"

Arthur turned around in surprise, thinking that Martin's attitude changed too quickly.

"I asked you to face your mother bravely, not to add any special fantasies about her in your mind. You will be happy if you have an orgasm in your head now, but what if the result is not what you expected?"

Martin warned Arthur not to be too happy.

"I need your advice if my mother disagrees with the plan to weaken Atlantis."

Arthur asked when he didn't understand. It was really too difficult for him to deal with his own mother.

"Then let's just go and leave your mother to Om to worry about!"

Martin said what to do, but not why to do it.

Arthur did not ask any further questions, and they walked the rest of the way and found a tree house in the forest that was obviously built by humans.

There was silence all around, but both Arthur, who had the power of life, and Martin, who judged from experience, could see that this silence meant danger. Atlanna was hiding somewhere, waiting to attack anyone who stepped into the trap.

Martin found where Atlanna was hiding after a few glances, mainly because the signs of transformation in this place were too obvious.

Atlanna tried so hard to hide herself that her traces were revealed.

He did not tell his discovery, but simply asked: "Arthur, how long do you think it will take for your mother to get to know you?"

"Are you sure you want to stab my heart at this time?"

Arthur couldn't help but glare at Martin, bringing up this topic at this time would only make him more nervous.

Martin didn't ask any more questions. He patted Arthur on the shoulder and said to him, "Go, remember what I said, leave in time, and things may turn around."

"You're not coming with me? Who, who's going to explain the details of the Undersea Alliance to my mother? That's your plan."

Arthur became a little incoherent, but calmed down under Martin's gaze.

"I'm going to delay Orm for a while to buy you more time. I can talk to Hippolyta because she is on the side of Diana. The relationship between you and Atlanna is complicated. If I get involved, it will only complicate the problem."

Arthur took a deep breath and said, "Since I was a child, I have asked myself why I was born into such a family. After I became an adult, I thought I was far away from this question, but I didn't expect to ask myself the same question again today."

After saying that, he hugged Martin and strode towards the tree house.

Martin shook his head and turned to walk out of the woods. He did not try to find out what happened between Arthur and his mother.

This was Arthur's personal matter after all, and Martin could have talked a lot about it before they met.

But after they met, Arthur had to bear everything by himself, and Martin could not help at all.

Boom!

Martin was thinking about Arthur, and before he walked out of the forest, he heard an explosion.

He looked up at the sky. The islands floating in the sky were shot down by the blue light and turned into dust, mixed with countless pieces of broken stones.

"As expected of a king, he always acts in a high-profile manner! He makes such a big noise when he appears!"

Martin estimated that this was just a exploratory shot by the Atlantis fleet.

Like Arthur, their five senses were cut off when they traveled through space, so they fell into a panic state and wanted to ensure absolute safety.

Bombarding the floating island in the sky was just the beginning. They would soon be driven by fear to bombard the island as well.

Although these bombardments would not cause any harm to Arthur and Atlanna, they would interrupt their reunion with each other.

"Alas, you are such a bunch of ignorant and unromantic people. Such a beautiful mother-son reunion, you come to disturb it like this, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Martin muttered something to himself, then rushed down to the beach along the path Arthur and he had cleared.

It was not known whether Arthur sensed something, but the originally active animals began to shrink towards the island to avoid the artillery fire of the Atlantis fleet.

"It's not enough. Let the artillery fire continue to extend to the island. Before landing, I want all the hidden objects on the surface of the island to disappear." Om rubbed his remaining eye. The feeling of having his five senses cut off just now made him feel desperate, as if he was back to the day of the duel with his bastard brother.

Vico stepped forward to stop them: "We only have one combat platform, one frigate and one destroyer left. Even in the sea, our artillery fire is unlimited. It is disrespectful to bombard the burial place of the former king."

"I will not risk my soldiers for a man who has been dead for thousands of years."

Om sat on the throne and said righteously: "So, my teacher, continue the bombardment until all the possible hidden traps on the island are gone."

Vico hesitated to speak, wanting to give advice but not knowing how to say it.

All they could do was watch as the three ships lowered their guns and began to draw energy from the sea water in preparation for the next round of bombardment.

"Fire!"

At Om's command, blue rays of light streaked across the sky, and the energy plasma leaped, emitting lightning that pierced the air.

"We detected signs of life."

Orm imagined the impending destruction, but before he could feel happy, he received bad news.

A figure suddenly appeared in the detection of the Atlantis fleet, and he just lightly threw a punch somewhere.

The next moment, a wave that even the Atlantis fleet could not detect swept across the entire subspace. The energy plasma launched by the three ships was suddenly wiped out, and the space outside the island began to dislocate, twist, cut, and aggregate.
Vico was the first to notice what was happening on the sea. He grabbed the microphone and ordered the three ships: "Everyone, please abandon ship immediately. This is the highest order. Abandon ship immediately and cross the ocean to the island."

Om was furious, but before he could vent his anger, a thin streak of light brushed past his body and passed through the ship beneath him, splitting the thousand-meter-long ship directly in half.

"Get out of here immediately, Your Majesty!"

Vico faithfully carried out his mission, and when Om was stunned, he grabbed him and rushed out of the flagship.

At the same time, the ship and half of the soldiers were turned dead in an instant due to the distortion and folding of space. They didn't even have a chance to react.

Vico grabbed Om and swam hard towards the bottom of the sea, relying on his experience to bypass one space-distorted area after another.

"We haven't even landed on the island yet, how could we possibly cause such a large-scale space fluctuation? This is all caused by that human on the island!"

Om doesn't like magic, he prefers martial arts. Relying on the special system of the Atlantis royal family, even the master of magic can't do anything to him in the sea.

Vicco also had no qualifications for using magic, but he had been through too many battles and was very experienced.

"Your Majesty, instead of guessing about the unknown enemy, you should swim by yourself. This will also increase our chances of survival."

Om felt very exhausted, as such spatial fluctuations passed through all the dangers he had encountered in the past.

What's more, there is a mysterious man waiting for them on the shore, and the danger level of the other party may be even higher than the space fluctuations.

"Of course!"

The disability did not reduce Om's flexibility much, and the ambitious king did not let physical problems hold him back.

He shook off Vico's hand and swam carefully across the seabed with Vico.

The silence at the bottom of the sea was the same as usual. The Atlanteans who were out of command fell into chaos in an instant. Most of them swam to the bottom of the sea, wanting to return to the embrace of the sea, but they were heading towards death even faster.

Vico gritted his teeth, but was powerless. Even his voice was cut off by the distorted space and could not travel too far.

He could only drag Om, quickly cross the ocean, climb onto the beach, and then begin looking for something that could serve as a landmark to guide the Atlantis soldiers on the seabed to climb onto the island.

Martin stood under a coconut tree not far from the beach, cracked open a ripe coconut, and ate the flesh with his hands. He did not try to stop Vico, but just watched quietly.

His purpose was to delay, and the killing effect was incidental.

"If you really can't find any landmarks, you might as well shout a few times. The sound of Atlantis is very special. Although it can't save the soldiers on the seabed, it can point the way for the soldiers near the sea."

Martin suddenly appeared beside him, startling Vico.

The battle-hardened veteran instinctively reached out to Martin, trying to lock him up and throw him to the ground.

But Martin was faster than him. He swung his arm to knock Vicco's arm away, and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying a hundred meters away, hitting the beach and stirring up a rain of sand.

"You are the culprit that caused all this!"

Vico held his stomach and stood up. His whole body was covered with sand and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

"This is not a difficult task. All hidden subspaces can be easily affected if they are not fixed by special rituals. As long as you master the trick, even a little trigger can cause drastic spatial changes."

Martin explained what he had just done and did not continue to attack Vico or Om.

Although he could easily kill the two men now, they were Arthur's trouble and should be left to Arthur to solve.

"You still have a chance to save people. If you delay for a few more seconds, all the soldiers in the sea will be torn apart by the changing space fluctuations."

"Do what you should do. I won't stop you, and the one who's pretending to be dead in the back."

Martin pointed specifically at Orm, who was lying motionless in the back, actually ready for a sneak attack.

But after being exposed, he immediately jumped up.

"We need to save more soldiers to ensure our own safety."

Om's mind was full of himself. He grabbed his trident and smashed it hard on the ground. The violent wave caused the sea water to surge, and the Atlantis soldiers were thrown out of the ocean one by one.

Vicco roared loudly, venting his dissatisfaction. The special sound waves of the Atlanteans spread along the sea water, guiding the struggling Atlantean soldiers.

When the sea returned to calm, only more than 200 soldiers crawled out of the water.

They have not yet gotten rid of the fear of facing space fluctuations, and their armor also needs to be adjusted. Being able to breathe on land is a talent.

Most of the Atlanteans have turned into marine creatures. Their bodies are not adapted to the land environment, and they can only maintain body stability by wearing armor.

Vicco looked at the remaining soldiers with his eyes spitting fire. The entire fleet had at least tens of thousands of people, but now there were only more than two hundred people left.

Although, only three ships came here and were attacked by the space fluctuations, at least two-thirds of the soldiers were still alive.

But Vico was obviously not a man who cared about numbers. He only saw that his soldiers were attacked and that the person who did this should pay the price.

"Who are you?"

Vico stalled for time, waiting for his soldiers to prepare everything before launching the attack.

Martin ignored their little movements and smiled, "Of course I'm not from Atlantis, but my purpose for coming here is a little different from yours. I know that the Trident of Aquaman is hidden in this place, but the previous Queen of Atlantis is also hidden here."

"It's a lie. Everyone knows that my mother has been killed by the Trench Tribe!"

Om became excited instantly. He raised his trident and pointed it at Martin with a ferocious expression.

"It is precisely because the Trench Tribe are beasts that they obey an ancient command and show mercy to the bloodline of the Atlantis royal family. Otherwise, why would your ancestors throw the trident into this godforsaken place?"

Martin stated this fact calmly, and the reaction of the people of Atlantis was exactly what he wanted to see.

Orm gnashed his teeth, Vico had tears in his eyes, and the other Atlantean soldiers looked confused.

There were not many surviving officers, and the soldiers did not react much when they suddenly heard the legendary figure appear.

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