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Chapter 404: The Complexity of the Teacher-Student Relationship (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

"No matter who he is, or whether what he said is true or false, let's catch him first."

At this critical moment, Om showed decisiveness and tried to control the situation.

He turned the trident, pointed the tip at Martin, and emitted a series of light waves, covering Martin. The other confused soldiers saw their king do this, and they subconsciously followed suit, raising their guns and attacking Martin together.

Vicco hesitated, even though it was only for a second, but he completely lost control of the situation. The soldiers no longer cared about him as the captain of the guards, and the efforts they had made to save people were also transferred to Om.

"Increase the firepower, boys! This is a landman who has defiled our holy land. Kill him and use his blood to sacrifice to the late king."

Om roared loudly and used force to unite all the warriors into one.

Vico wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Orm killing a land dweller at random. Even at the bottom of the sea, the king had the power to take anyone's life, not to mention that this was the burial place of the former king of Atlantis, so there was no problem in removing the person who defiled the holy place.

He still felt that the man opposite was too mysterious. The fact that he could cause spatial fluctuations at will was not something that hundreds of people could deal with.

"This is the level of education of the Atlantis royal family. They kill people at every turn without even assessing the danger level of the other party. You overestimate yourself!"

Martin was also shocked by Om's behavior, and even suspected that this guy's brain was damaged by Arthur.

Wasn't the method he had just demonstrated scary enough? This guy was actually going to attack without thinking?
Choking!

Martin drew out the long sword from his waist speechlessly, turned his wrist, and the long sword spun like a windmill, emitting a blue glow that shattered all the incoming light waves.

Arthur used his life force to share Martin's Atlantis talents. In addition to the physical changes, he also gained some talents for controlling water.

If we talk about it from a quantitative perspective, this talent for water control is only a little bit, but Martin still uses his rich experience to instantly magnify this talent into an outstanding ability.

Martin seemed to be dancing, jumping back and forth in Om's attack, shuttling back and forth like a butterfly, with the water stream condensed from the sword light flowing continuously, blocking all the light waves coming towards him.

"Go away!"

Martin estimated the time in his mind and slashed at Om with a knife. The flexibly flowing water instantly turned into a huge ice knife, and before falling, it shattered into sharp ice flakes, whistling down.

Ice flakes were flying, and the temperature on the beach dropped rapidly. The moisture in the air was affected by the low temperature and turned into frost and ice, extending outward from the beach and turning the place into a world of ice and snow.

Not only did the beach become smooth, but the sea water was also frozen into ice, and the armor of the Atlantis soldiers was also covered with frost.

Om and Vico were shocked when they saw the sudden change in the weather. They never expected that they would meet someone who could use magic so freely.

The two of them gathered their soldiers, trying to concentrate their firepower to fight against the dancing frost and snow, as well as the ice flakes hidden within.

Dozens of flying ice flakes gathered together, like a move used by a living person, attacking their weaknesses from all kinds of incredible angles.

When they broke the ice flakes that were flying towards them, they found that the moisture in the air around them changed from frost to snow and then to solid ice, attacking them in a different way.

Although Orm and Vico had some difficulty parrying, the other Atlantean soldiers soon ran into trouble.

The sharp ice pieces tore through their armor, destroyed the armor's life-support system, and caused the pressure in their bodies to begin to spread.

The reason why the Atlanteans could not come to the land was not because they were weak, but because their body structure had become accustomed to the high-pressure environment of the seabed. If they suddenly came to the land without special equipment, the pressure in their bodies would be unbalanced, and they would eventually be killed.

"I've had enough!"

Om was enraged by the snowflakes flying in front of him. He raised the trident in his hand and smashed it hard on the ground. Energy waves surged like ocean waves, shattering all the flying snowflakes with the anger in his heart.

Martin, who was originally hiding in the snow, also exposed his position.

“Anger is a power, but few people can harness it to its full potential.”

Martin didn't move at all. When Om launched his ultimate move, he simply slashed with his sword, concentrating the energy on the blade and tearing a gap in the shock wave.

"Unfortunately, you, the King of Atlantis, will not use this power, except to vent it at will and bring about no changes to your ambitions."

Martin made a sword flower, sheathed his long sword, looked at the Atlantis soldiers attacked by ice and snow, and smiled slightly.

"Everyone, goodbye! I have friends to meet, you guys can enjoy yourselves!"

After saying that, Martin jumped into the forest, hid his tracks, and quickly disappeared from the sight of everyone in Atlantis.

"Follow him!"

Om's face turned blue with anger. He couldn't believe that he was humiliated by a land man.

Even though the opponent's martial arts and magic were extraordinary, it still couldn't make the king's self-esteem feel any better.

"Catch him, Vicco! I don't care whether what he said is true or not. This man who suddenly appeared here must know the whereabouts of the Trident of Aquaman."

Vico hesitated again. Even though he said he didn't believe Martin's words, he still had hope in his heart that Atlanna might be alive.

When I gave the order, he carried it out without hesitation, wanting to capture the mysterious man and ask for what he knew.

"I'm going, Your Majesty! Be careful!"

Vico left those soldiers whose armor was damaged and let them return to the sea to restore the balance inside and outside their bodies.

The spatial difference caused by Martin has stabilized and the seabed has returned to safety.

"Go! I'm waiting for news of your victory."

Om looked at Vico's departing back, clenched the trident in his hand, and seemed to have made some kind of decision to let the soldiers return to the deep sea.

He was alone on the beach, and when he was left alone, he walked quietly into the jungle, following the traces left by Vico.

……

Martin didn't run very fast, nor did he deliberately hide his whereabouts, just to let Om catch up.

The troubled king was now dissatisfied with everything. The moment he called out Atlanna's name, no matter whether the news was true or false, the other party had to see it with her own eyes to feel at ease.

In other words, even if Martin did nothing, he would find a way to catch up.

If that's the case, why add so much trouble to him!

Martin stopped outside the tree house and didn't get closer, but a moment later, Arthur rushed out.

"I failed!"

Arthur saw Martin and looked dejected. "Although my mother is a good person, she is still an Atlantean after all. She agrees to maintain peace with the land, but does not agree with our plan to form a new alliance. She even doesn't want me to confront Orm head-on."

"Don't be discouraged. You and your mother haven't seen each other for more than 30 years. It's normal for you to be unable to accept what she said the first time you met again." This situation had been expected, and Martin naturally would not have any unexpected emotions.

"The people of Atlantis are following the traces I left and heading here. Do you want to stay and face them directly? Or do you want to go and get the trident?"

Martin sincerely asked Arthur for his opinion. No matter what choice Arthur made, he had already made corresponding plans.

"Let's go find the Trident."

Arthur thought hard for a minute, then made a decision.

"I will never let Orm go. This has nothing to do with personal grudges. Before I met you, my hatred for Atlantis was mainly because of my mother, but now I want to destroy this empire because I know it will only produce endless tragedies.

As a king, Orm will never give up his power and will only use more tragedies to maintain his position.

This is why I want to defeat him now, but my mother cannot understand this and thinks that family members can discuss anything. "

"Excuse me, this is the way a king should think. Your mother is actually a qualified queen, just like Hippolyta."

Martin had a high opinion of Atlanna. As far as the queen knew, she had done everything she could, and I would not be exiled here.

Although Hippolyta is also a queen, Zeus's butcher knife is always hanging over her head, so she knows the feeling of being oppressed and doesn't care about the help and opinions of the Justice League.

For nothing could be more painful to the Amazons than the rule of Zeus.

But Atlantis was different. Poseidon had no control over this place. The power of the kings of all generations was unlimited. They themselves were the oppressors and of course they would not commit suicide.

This is why Martin proposed to form a new alliance.

The residents of the Saltwater Kingdom, who live in a harsh environment like an underwater volcano, were portrayed as barbarians in Atlantis.

They certainly would not obey the imperial order of Atlantis, and the Fisherman Kingdom, which wanted to live its own life, would not agree to Atlantis's centralized actions.

As for the Kingdom of Zebel, its king is a complete opportunist, but the two princesses, Mera and Siren, are pacifist.

As long as Arthur takes the lead, this plan has a very high chance of success.

"They will probably be here soon. Since you can't help but attack Om, you'd better not meet him, so as not to make your mother sad."

Martin is certainly not a heartless person. Feelings are also part of interests, and he will not let Arthur make a choice in such a difficult situation.

"You didn't see my mother?"

Arthur wanted Martin to meet his mother, hoping that he could persuade her, even if it was just to be more gentle.

"Let's talk about it later. As long as we continue to implement the plan, there will be many opportunities to meet. There is no need to rush now."

Martin said directly: "Today, let your mother meet her son whom she has not seen for a long time. I believe that after she sees the different actions between you and Om, she will make a rational choice in the end."

"Reason? Is it the reason of a mother or the reason of a queen? You might as well make your words clearer."

After meeting Atlanna, Arthur seemed to have removed some of the shackles on his body and spoke more directly.

"Yes, that's great progress!"

Martin gave him a thumbs up and said, “I guess your mother’s final choice will be to mix the two positions and maintain a neutral stance.

This is good, at least you don't have to be hostile to your own mother."

"You don't need to comfort me. I have the judgment to see which side my mother leans towards."

Arthur became resolute, the influence of Atlanna on him was disappearing quickly.

"The current attitude does not represent the future attitude. Keep hope, Mr. Aquaman, otherwise what are we fighting for?"

Martin looked further ahead. He knew that Atlanna's seemingly neutral and fair attitude would quickly push her to be disliked by everyone.

Since no one can benefit from her neutrality, naturally no one will support him.

As long as Arthur and Orm openly confront each other, the seabed will soon be divided into two camps, the oppressors and the oppressed, and the conflicts of the past nearly ten thousand years will erupt and wait to be resolved.

"Thank you!"

Arthur looked at Martin with emotion. He really needed support now, especially from friends and relatives.

"I have figured out where the Trident of the Sea King is hidden. Although my mother is reluctant to mention this matter after knowing my attitude, that place is no secret to me."

"The timing is just right. Your teacher has also brought people here."

Martin heard the leaves shaking violently, and then it couldn't be a natural phenomenon.

"It seems that you have tortured them quite badly. Even their armor has become tattered."

Arthur gave Martin a thumbs-up.

"It's just a little trick. The space here is not as stable as you think. As long as you find the right place and punch it, the space will reorganize uncontrollably."

Martin said this and threw a punch.

Arthur's heart stopped for a moment, fearing that Martin would really do it and mess up this subspace.

He would not doubt a single word of this friend.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."

Martin retracted his fist and let Arthur lead the way. The two of them quickly left here and headed towards the center of the island.

When the two of them left, Vico happened to bring people here and saw their backs.

"The silhouette of the mysterious man's companion looks familiar, as if it is..."

Vico recognized Arthur's back at a glance, but he didn't want to admit it, so he didn't say it.

As a teacher, he felt that Arthur was outstanding in every aspect and lived up to his many years of education.

The only problem was that this disciple did not agree with his ideas and did not care about Atlantis at all.

Therefore, the more outstanding Arthur is now, the more uncomfortable Vico feels, and he would rather the teacher-student relationship between them had never existed.

Driven by such complex emotions, he did not chase after anyone, but walked towards the tree house with excitement.

(End of this chapter)