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Chapter 407: I Can't Let You Have It Too Easy (Please Subscribe, Read, and Comment)
"It's just a beast, don't be so arrogant!"

With a roar, Om swung the trident, bringing up tens of millions of tons of sea water and smashing it like a sledgehammer at the tentacles that were coming towards him.

Boom!
The collision between the sea water and the tentacles of the sea beast directly shattered everything outside the palace into powder.

The trident in Om's hand pierced through Krasen's tentacles like a meteor, tearing open the flesh and opening a big hole in the tentacles like a drill.

He swam flexibly in the sea, avoiding the blood and ink spurting out of Krasen's wound, catching the trident shot out from the tentacles, and made a 360-degree rotation, leaving a wound several meters deep on the tentacles.

Om gritted his teeth and fought with Krasen who had not yet appeared.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would only lose, so he wanted to go beyond the tentacles and find Krasen's core part.

A centipede may die but its body is still in a state of paralysis, but even if it is just in a state of paralysis, it is still a victory for Om.

But soon, seven or eight tentacles at the same distance stretched out from the dim sea water, like windmills, taking turns to rise up and smash towards Om.

Om did not confront Krasen head-on. He took advantage of his size and swam flexibly among the tentacles. However, he could not avoid the impact of the sea water. He tried to break through several times, but was beaten back every time.

Looking at the dark sea water and the sea beast Krasen hiding in it, Om seemed to feel a silent mockery.

What's more, Arthur and the mysterious landman friend are guarding him behind him.

"I absolutely cannot lose!"

Om wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and rushed towards Krasen's tentacles again.

If he can't win, he would rather die here.

The shock wave generated by the battle between the man and the beast continued to spread outward, and the sea water expanded like waves, constantly impacting everything on the seabed.

The remains of the former king of Atlantis were protected by special means. Even though the shock waves from the battle between Orm and Krasen were like hundreds of bombs exploding at the same time, they did not harm the remains.

Martin and Arthur did not force their way towards the battlefield. They retreated with the waves and quickly retreated to a safe place.

Although the surrounding sea water would still be affected by the impact and become chaotic, the degree was much lighter and would not cause any impact on the two of them.

"Since Krasen is the guardian left by the former king of Atlantis, won't he let off some slack for the royal descendants?"

Arthur didn't care about this, he just wanted to know what the probability was that Om would win.

At present, it seems that as long as the sea monster does not let go, Om will not be able to touch the trident, and he may even lose his life here.

“It’s impossible to release the water.”

Martin scratched his head. He had been looking for Klassen's body, but it was obvious that he could not see anything just by looking with his eyes.

"Have I ever told you some secrets of the Atlantis royal family?"

"Uh, I can't remember clearly. If you don't mind, tell me again!"

Arthur's eyes sparkled, wondering what surprising news Martin would reveal this time.

"Actually, this is a classic story of power struggle. After an ancient war, the king of Atlantis - the king who forged the trident - you call Atlan, wanted to reconcile with the Amazons and humans, but was opposed by the forces within Atlantis.

His brother Orin launched a coup and killed Atlantis' wife and two children. Then Atlantis returned for revenge. During the battle, Atlantis sank to the bottom of the sea. Orin was no match for his brother and was exiled. Atlantis won back the throne, but suffered incurable injuries and died after trying to stabilize the seabed.

"In the end, the throne fell into Orin's hands. Is the current Atlantis royal family actually the descendants of a group of rebels?"

Arthur laughed out loud when he heard this. He couldn't imagine how someone like Om would react if he knew the news.

"To be precise, the heir to the throne is the descendants of Orin. However, they also know that what Orin did is not worthy of public attention, so they erased Orin's existence and turned them into the direct bloodline of Atlan."

Martin methodically told Arthur the story of the past, which was not uncommon in history.

Those who have no blood relationship can forcibly claim to be their father and ancestor, not to mention that Olin's descendants are Atlan's nephews, so there is no problem with such a transplant.

"It's just that the King of Atlantis may have resentment in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have kept silent about the life force and even refused to give Atlantis some upgrades. And Krasen, who is guarding the remains of Atlantis, wouldn't have treated all those who came to look for the Trident of the Sea King as food."

"Olin, why does this sound so much like a replica of what happened between me and Orm?"

Arthur suddenly came to his senses and several big question marks appeared on his forehead.

"To be precise, you and Orm are the replicas of Atlan and Orin."

Martin said calmly: "In the eyes of people like Om, this is a conspiracy. But in fact, it is just an echo of past history, a manifestation of the present. Things that should have been resolved ten thousand years ago were delayed because of the selfishness of some people.

This order repeatedly creates tragedy, but also produces hope that can end this order. Your confrontation with Orm is just one of thousands of replicas. If the matter of Atlantis cannot be resolved here, there will be brothers like you who will appear again. "

"Now that you say that, I feel so stressed!"

Arthur suddenly regretted asking Martin this question.

"Escape will not solve any problem. Only by facing it bravely can we end this cycle and usher in a new future for the seabed."

Martin stared at the abyss of the sea and said slowly: "If we succeed, all the tragedies of Atlantis in the past ten thousand years will be great sacrifices. If we fail, these tragedies will be forgotten in the corner of history, and they won't even deserve to be mentioned."

"I understand what you mean. A man like Orm will never be able to undertake such a task. I don't care about the continuation of Atlantis, but in order to prevent those tragedies from turning into forgotten ashes, I will never fail."

Arthur made a promise in the dark middle of the sea. At this moment, he suddenly understood Diana's sense of mission.

"If that's the case, are we going to continue watching Om doing useless work here?"

Martin shook his head: "Even if you persuade him to step down now, he won't listen. Instead, he thinks we are harming him."

"Let him fight. The trident isn't that important anyway. What can it do if he holds it in his hands? Are the people of the Fisherman Kingdom going to be cannon fodder for Atlantis just because of a piece of steel, and are the people of the Saltwater Kingdom going to give up the humiliation of being expelled for thousands of years?"

"The Trident can only restore some confidence to the Atlanteans, but this is not a difficult task. As long as Om is willing to compromise, Atlantis will return to its past state sooner or later." "But this is not a good thing for us. Every compromise by Om means that the possibility of Atlantis turning to war is greater."

Arthur clearly realized that even if Orm was willing to compromise, what would be sacrificed was the stability of Atlantis.

Otherwise, he would not be able to explain why the war machine that had already started was stopped, nor would he be able to make the civilians who paid the price for it accept the result honestly.

Although Atlantis had a royal family, the education of civilians was not neglected, because people who were too stupid could not operate those huge and complex machines, let alone maintain Atlantis' industrial production.

Although screwing is a job that cannot be simpler, it is still difficult for people living in the pre-modern era to learn how to do it skillfully and quickly in a short period of time.

Because their world is very rigid, once they become adults it is difficult for them to accept new things and they have absolutely no ability to learn.

Arthur thought for a while and said, "I want to let Orm go."

After saying that, he stared at Martin, wanting to see Martin's reaction, but found that he had a calm expression.

"Are you okay with that? We've been going through so much trouble, and now we're just letting him go. I thought you would have other opinions?"

"Although the alliance supports you, the affairs of the seabed are still your business after all. In the future, the alliance will rely on your decisions to move forward. So, let's start with this matter!"

Martin doesn't care about Orm. Although he is a king, his importance has greatly decreased after the appearance of Atlanna, and he may not even get the unanimous support of the military.

"Tell me what you think?"

Martin had lost interest in the fight between Orm and Klassen.

Although the noise made by this man and the beast was huge, they just relied on their physical fitness and continued to fight the enemy head-on. They didn't have any skills at all.

The way Om controls the sea water is more like an innate instinct. When he remembers it, he will use it on Krasen. If he doesn't remember it, then forget it.

What's even more terrible is that the way he controlled the sea water was no different from swinging his fist, he just kept rushing forward.

In Martin's eyes, this is no different from a turtle punch. It can be seen that King Orm is accustomed to commanding the army rather than being a warrior charging into battle.

Arthur shook his head after watching the battle between Orm and Krasen, and then said attentively: "Vico's performance made me realize that my mother's status in Atlantis is much higher than Orm. Once she returns, Atlantis will reach a consensus. Regardless of whether she prefers war or peace, Atlantis will try to bring the other three underwater countries under its control."

"The best that can happen is that we can go back ten thousand years, and it is impossible for them to achieve this goal. So, I want to release Orm back. With him, those who want to start a war in Atlantis will unite as one. Even if they cannot resist my mother's decision, they can still work with her to pull each other back."

"That's right. We don't want to see the rise of an alliance dominated by Atlantis. This will only stimulate the imperial mentality of those people and turn the new alliance into a tool for their expansion."

Some things are beyond human control. Atlantis is not an ancient feudal country, and Orm is no worse than those powerful monarchs in history. But Vico brought a group of people to openly support the policies left by the previous king, and he had no way to stop it.

The same is true for Atlanna, the queen who tried to stand in a neutral position to suppress Greater Atlantisism, was doomed to fail.

Even Arthur, who had a filter for her, could not deny this, and Martin had regarded her as a tool to suppress the Great Atlanteans from the beginning.

"You don't need to have such a bad relationship with your mother. She is not hopeless like Om. She is likely to stand on our side at a critical moment."

boom!
As Martin finished saying this, Orm, who was fighting with Krasen, was suddenly blown away by the huge tentacle, rolling continuously in the sea water, and smashed into the ground in a straight line, stirring up a burst of mud and sand mixed with sea water that spread.

"Om's prosthetic limbs have been knocked off, and he no longer has the ability to fight. It's your turn. Do you need my advice on how to deal with Klassen?"

Martin hooked his right index finger, the sea water surged, and he took the cracked prosthesis in his hand, asking Arthur to get ready.

"No need, I also want to test how far my current abilities have come!"

Arthur began to move his body, actually mobilizing his life force to improve his status.

"Please go ahead. I'll go take care of Om. Otherwise, he'll die in this place. Then everything we just said will be nonsense!"

Martin made a gesture of invitation, and Arthur jumped out directly, rushing towards the corpse on the throne like a cannonball.

Klassen's huge tentacles were extremely flexible. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Arthur from all directions, trying to squeeze this little thing into a meat paste with the suction cups.

"Eat my punch!"

Arthur roared eagerly and threw a punch. The power of thousands of lives was superimposed on him, directly squeezing away the sea water around him and forming a vacuum.

The tentacle that Krasen stretched out was crushed almost in half by this punch. I transmitted the huge force to the sea beast that was hiding itself, and led it to retreat continuously until it finally appeared.

This monster, which looked like an octopus but had a bunch of claws, many crab legs and a bull's head, was knocked off balance by Arthur's punch. The dirt that had accumulated on its body for who knows how many years fell down, staining the sea water.

It moved its body, and the entire sea area began to shake, causing a huge undersea earthquake.

"It's so scary!"

Martin felt the vibrations coming from all around him, exclaimed, grabbed Om, who had lost another prosthetic hand, and jumped several hundred meters away. He spun a few times along the vibrations of the ocean and then lost all his strength.

Om opened his eyes with difficulty and felt the feeling of broken limbs again. He felt despair in his heart. Seeing that he was held in Martin's hand, he sneered.

"I really didn't expect that you would come to save me?"

Martin smiled slightly: "If you die here, Atlanna will be able to unite the entire Atlantis. Arthur and I have our own plans, so we can't let you have an easy life."

"Now that you're awake, let's see how Arthur handles this sea beast!"

The seabed temporarily returned to calm, and Martin threw Om aside.

This guy's arm was broken, so he couldn't run far even if he wanted to.

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