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Chapter 406 This is Fairness (Please subscribe, read, vote and comment)

"It seems that half-blood bastard is one step ahead of me!"

Om But the soldier hurried to the cave in the center of the island, looking at the dark sea with a solemn expression.

"Your Majesty, we lack the equipment to conduct a thorough scan of this place to determine if there is any danger inside."

The few remaining officers reported what they had seen to Orm. Their advice was not to enter casually, as such ancient places always contained dangers that many people could not understand.

But they also knew Om's character, so they just reported what they had discovered but did not make any specific suggestions.

"I know you are worried about my safety."

After leaving Atlanna, Om got rid of his mad state and regained his normal rationality.

The entire fleet is composed of Orm's confidants. Both the officers and ordinary soldiers have accepted the idea that "war must be fought for land", and they will indeed be the beneficiaries of the war.

Therefore, even if Atlanna appeared, it did not bring any great mental shock to these people.

Although the queen's deeds were written in the textbooks of Atlantis, as adults, these officers and soldiers knew that the queen's return would not bring them any benefits.

Because of their deep connection with Orm, they will definitely be forced to retire when the Queen returns.

At this time, they would of course stand on Om's side.

"But we're already behind, and if that half-blood bastard can do it, there's no reason I can't do it."

Of course, Om noticed Atlanna and Vico watching from the side, and he suddenly felt relieved.

Perhaps because of their cruelty, Om suddenly no longer cared about these things. He only thought about his throne and his ambition to dominate the world.

"You stay here and find other ways to leave. If there is really no way out, you must contact the fleet outside and make sure they can get my orders at any time."

Om shook his prosthesis, made some arrangements, then grabbed the trident and jumped directly into the sea.

The biting cold suddenly came from all directions, penetrating into his pores, making his muscles, blood and even bones as cold as ice.

He struggled to swim downwards, with bubbles forming around him. Even Atlantis's instinctive dark vision couldn't see through the darkness of the water.

The special environment limits the propagation of sound. Although the distance that human voice can propagate in water is limited, Atlantis has evolved organs that can receive sound waves in water.

Om immediately realized that it was this special environment that suppressed his abilities, but he could only suppress his fear of the unknown and swim hard towards the bottom of the sea.

He thought he would swim downstream for a while, but that special feeling soon disappeared. All the shackles on his body disappeared in an instant. He floated in the sea and looked around, and saw the ruins of a huge palace.

This palace has been eroded by time, and now only a few stone pillars and a pile of rotten stones are left, piled on the seabed, unattended, giving off a sad feeling.

Orm cut off this boring feeling and concentrated on finding the whereabouts of Aquaman's Trident, but he did not find the weapon. Instead, he saw Arthur and his mysterious friend first.

The two of them stood beside a pile of rocks, muttering to each other.

Om looked closely and realized they were talking to a pile of bones over ten meters high. The bones were scattered among the stones, corroded by the sea for so long that they looked no different from the stones from a distance.

Om's eyes narrowed into slits, his hand gripping the trident became tighter and tighter, and all the muscles in his body began to tense up.

"Since you're here, just come out. This sea area isn't that big, and there's only one Trident. There's no point in you hiding like this."

Martin didn't look back, but directly exposed Om and asked him to stand up.

The step that Om had just taken stopped in mid-air, neither moving forward nor retreating.

They were supposed to be opponents who were fighting for the trident with their lives, but the relaxed tone of the landman seemed as if he never took it seriously.

Om hesitated for a few seconds and did not respond to Martin's invitation. Instead, he gritted his teeth and prepared to continue his attack.

As the saying goes, "No cruelty, no hero." For the throne, Om even disowned his own mother, so naturally he didn't care about his half-brother.

"Since we're going to fight sooner or later, why bother to endure it? Why not just decide the winner now, and the winner can take the Trident."

With the help of the thrust of the sea water, Om held the trident and stirred the sea water like a drill. With an indomitable momentum, he wanted to pierce Arthur and win the game in advance.

"You are a king, how come you can't even do something as simple as listening to others?"

Martin looked at the waterspout coming towards him and sighed.

He drew the precious sword from his waist, and the blade reflected the faint light from the seabed. Wherever it passed, the sea water instantly froze, although the piles of ice were soon crushed by the pressure of the seabed.

But the broken ice flakes splashed in the sea water, and wherever they passed, they drew white traces in the sea water with cold air, and finally wrapped up Om.

The sea water that he stirred up with his body strength was also frozen, and then burst by the pressure of the seabed, and the whole person flew backwards.

After the previous battle, Om had seen Martin's abilities, so he was more careful this time and escaped before the cold air spread.

He thrust the trident into the stone and slid for a long distance before he could steady himself.

"Land people, this is a matter between the royal family of Atlantis. What do you mean by interfering so casually? Are you trying to provoke a war between land and sea?"

Om clenched his left fist and smashed it against his chest, shattering the ice on the armor while threatening Martin with war.

"That's what a king would say. We're all representatives of a collective, so if you have something to say, just talk it out. Don't just resort to violence."

Martin took back the sword and gave Om a lecture.

Although his words were somewhat teasing, they were not entirely sarcastic, and there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Om's father died too early, and he only instilled the idea of going to war in his son, but did not teach him that war is only a means, and what benefits can be gained from the war is the key consideration for those in power.

Or maybe Om's father, who came from the military, didn't understand these things, so he never thought about what to do after the war.

"If I don't do anything, will you two just give me the Trident of Poseidon?"

Only now did Om realize that it was the land people, not Arthur, who really held the initiative.

His half-brother didn't care at all about the seabed. Just as Vico said, Arthur had no interest in the seabed at all.

However, Om did not regret taking action against him, because the other party was a passionate person. Even if he did not prevent the revival of the Atlantis Empire, he would stand in front of their army to declare war on land.

"Although the trident isn't essential to us, it would be a shame to give it to you for nothing!"

Martin glanced at the silent Arthur and shook his head to indicate that he should say something too.

Arthur disliked Orm, but Martin signaled him to clear his throat and said, "I don't really care about the position of king. I just don't want to see the Atlanteans go to war on land. Secondly, I promised my mother to try to reason with you. Although I don't believe you will abide by any agreement, I will still give you a chance today. We will take turns to fight for the trident, and we will not interfere with each other. It depends on our ability."

"Give me a chance?" Om admitted that Arthur's ability was not weak, but he still looked down on him from the bottom of his heart and regarded this sentence as an insult.

Arthur smiled and said, "There are two of us here, but you are alone. Besides, even if we were together, we would not be Martin's match.

If we really fight, you will definitely lose and die. So isn't this the chance I'm giving you?"

Om's face turned dark in an instant. He wanted to say something, but he had no way to refute.

Although Arthur is very capable, he can at least understand why the other party is so strong.

But the landman always used some moves that were completely invisible to others with ease, as if all attacks were just a game to him.

The other party's attitude is annoying and helpless, but also has a terrifying deterrent effect.

"Okay, you've explained it so clearly. If I don't accept it, I'd be ungrateful."

After all, interests are more important than face. Although Om felt humiliated, he would not give up accepting the other party's proposal.

Arthur was right in one thing: two against one, the opponent was completely defeated, and Om didn't even have a chance to resist.

Om nodded, and Martin stepped forward and said to the two, "The sea beast Krasen is responsible for guarding the Trident of Poseidon. You two have received education in Atlantis and know more about that sea beast than I do. I won't mention how dangerous it is."

"Rock, paper, scissors, one round to decide the winner. The winner goes first. Any comments?"

Om turned his head suddenly, staring at Martin, and asked, "How did you know that Klassen was guarding here? Did my mother tell you?"

"I haven't even seen it, how could your mother know about this? Stop imagining it and get ready!"

Of course, Martin would not tell Om about his origins. He simply raised his fist to indicate that if you are not convinced, let's resolve the conflict by fighting.

Although Om had some questions in his mind, he knew that he couldn't get any answers from them, so he didn't ask any more questions.

As for the method of deciding the order, it doesn't matter. The sea beast Krasen is not an ordinary marine creature. Even if Om is confident in facing this legendary creature, he is still unsure.

If he could bring his fleet here intact, he would still be able to fight.

Now, he can only pray that the ancestors of the Atlantis royal family will bless him.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

Arthur lost, but Orm wasn't very happy.

Seeing Martin's indifferent expression, he said shamelessly: "Since you know that Klassen is here, you must know how to deal with the sea beast. To be fair, shouldn't you give me some hints?"

"You are quite shameless, you are worthy of being a king."

Martin chuckled twice. "But I'm willing to give you a fair chance to compete with Arthur. That's the greatest fairness. If you want more information, it depends on whether you're smart enough."

"it is good!"

Seeing that Martin refused to give in, Om didn't continue to make trouble.

He sat aside and began to recall the news about Klassen.

Arthur said to Martin nonchalantly, "It's okay if you dare to tell me more news. I don't mind."

He learned from Martin that the Trident of Aquaman was created to expand life force and had nothing to do with the so-called Atlantis bloodline.

This means that even if Orm really defeated Krasen, it would be meaningless because he would not be able to awaken the Trident of Aquaman.

Martin spread his hands and smiled, "It's not that I'm stingy, but I don't know the situation of that sea monster. You know that in comics from other worlds, things like Krasen are just background characters, seemingly deceptive, but actually have no real content."

Although he didn't know the specific situation, it was not difficult to deal with the giant beast.

"Well, it seems that he is destined to return empty-handed today."

The conversation between Martin and Arthur was not hidden, and it was heard intermittently by Om who was thinking about how to deal with Klassen.

The more he listened, the more anxious he became, but he was helpless, especially since his understanding of Klassen was almost zero.

"That's enough, are you two done yet?"

Om stood up angrily and slammed the trident in his hand to the ground to express his dissatisfaction.

"Sorry for disturbing you, let's stay away from each other!"

Martin pulled Arthur a hundred meters away, chatting with him idly, as if they were on a picnic.

Seeing how relaxed they were, Om became furious. Then he realized that it was impossible for him to prepare anything, so he made up his mind and rushed forward with his trident.

He moved swiftly, crossing the rubble and entering the ruins. He saw the corpse sitting on the throne and the trident held in his hand at a glance.

"Let's finish this quickly before Klassen shows up."

Om had no information at hand, so he could only rush in, hoping that he could solve everything with speed.

Although he was suppressed for a whole day, he was not hurt at all. He passed through the palace like a phantom and quickly approached the corpse.

Seeing that the distance between him and the trident was only more than 100 meters, the dawn of victory seemed to be beckoning to him.

Om did not take it lightly either. He increased his speed and created a shock wave in the sea water.

But at this moment, a tentacle covered with suction cups appeared silently in front of the corpse. It was more than ten meters wide and lay across the front like a mountain range.

Om estimated Klassen's size based on what he saw and was horrified, but he never stopped and continued to charge, holding the trident.

The sharp trident tore through the tentacle's flesh, but a stream of pitch-black ink spurted out from it.

Then, the huge tentacle moved, swept outward, pushed Om directly out of the palace, and smashed the mountain of bones.

"Pooh!"

Om crawled out from the pile of bones, looked at Martin and Arthur squatting beside him, spat out the remaining blood in his mouth, gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

A flash of silver light illuminated the dark seabed and the terrifying tentacles of the giant beast.

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