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Chapter 408: The Apparition of the Ancestor (Please subscribe, read, vote and comment)

"You are a half-blood, and a traitor. I don't know how a low-quality product like you can dare to stand in this sacred place."

Arthur easily dodged the tentacles that Klasen stretched out, and was a little surprised when he heard the old voice coming from the sea.

Then he realized that the one who spoke was the sea monster that was gradually appearing.

And just as Martin said, this giant beast was indeed Atlan's servant. It had been guarding here for many years and had never left.

And Klassen is also very hostile to the current royal bloodline, and seems to hate mixed-race people as well.

Considering that the direct reason why Atlan was backstabbed by his brother Orin was because he wanted to reconcile with other organizations at the time, it is normal for Klassen to have such thoughts.

"But this guy doesn't seem to be very smart. As long as Atlan doesn't want to fight, military leaders like Olin will always find reasons to stage a coup."

Arthur muttered something under his breath, but didn't shout it out.

Even if he said it, the sea beast probably wouldn't understand what he meant.

"Sea monster, I have heard such insults about my birth since I was a child. If you want to attack me in this way, you'd better say it more fiercely."

Arthur made a gesture, but of course Krasen, who had been squatting on the seabed for thousands of years, would not understand what it meant.

"You can actually understand what I'm saying?"

Arthur's slightly frivolous answer was like a thunderbolt in Klassen's heart.

Communication is an instinct of all intelligent creatures. Loneliness can not only drive humans crazy, but also sea beasts like Krasen.

So during the thousands of years he spent guarding the bottom of the sea, Krasen spent most of his time sleeping, just to escape the loneliness after Atlan's death.

At the beginning, he expected that among those who came to look for Atlan’s legacy, there would be people who could communicate with him like Atlan.

But he was soon disappointed. Not only did those who came to look for treasure not have special abilities like Alan, they didn't even treat Krasen as an intelligent life at all. They just ordered him around as soon as they opened their mouths.

"I have waited for thousands of years, and finally someone similar to Atlantis has appeared in Atlantis."

Klassen swung his tentacles faster and faster, but he was not attacking, but more like cheering.

Arthur quickly corrected him, "Don't get me wrong. I have nothing to do with Atlantis. Although my mother is the queen of Atlantis, my father is just an ordinary landman. And I don't plan to fight for the throne of Atlantis."

"Oh, that's quite unusual. Over the past few thousand years, those who have come to look for the trident have all wanted to restore the glory of Atlantis. You are really an exception."

Krasen no longer had any intention of fighting. Although he didn't know what the life force was, after following Atlan for so many years, he knew that people like him could control marine life.

Since the person in front of him had the same ability, he was unable to resist him.

Arthur looked at Klasen's big head and felt like a mountain was slowly pressing down on him. He knew that this fight could not continue.

If it were Om, he would beat Krasen no matter what to demonstrate his power, even if Krasen had no intention of resisting.

But Arthur didn't have such perverted ideas, nor was he prepared to force others.

So he just sighed regretfully and didn't do anything else. He jumped onto Klasen's head and started chatting with him.

“No matter how powerful Atlantis was, it eventually sank to the bottom of the sea, didn’t it? Even if Atlantis returns to its original state, the world will no longer be the same, and the problems that exist cannot be solved.”

"I don't understand what you're saying, and I don't care what you want to do!"

The sea monster shook his huge head and said in a naive tone, "Since you have the same power as Atlan, take me out of this hellhole. It's too boring here. All I do every day is eat and sleep. I feel like I'm going crazy."

"Would an immortal like you get bored?"

Arthur was not in a hurry to get the trident. To him, Klasen was much more interesting than the trident.

The trident is nothing more than an amplifier of life force. It does not hold any special secrets for Arthur, but this may not be the case for a behemoth like Krasen that has lived for thousands of years.

"It's hard for me to say. In Atlantean's words, there's no difference between me and the people of Atlantis. It's normal to feel bored!"

Given Klassen's huge body and a big brain, it is normal for him to have the ability to think.

"That makes sense. Many Atlanteans are not as good as you!"

Arthur was specifically referring to Orm, that bastard didn't treat ordinary people as human beings.

Arthur and Klassen became happier as they talked, and the originally turbulent sea area slowly recovered.

"It seems that Klassen has recognized the power in Arthur. We won't be able to see the battle today."

Martin was also surprised that Klassen recognized the life force so quickly, but it was also good this way. It was certainly a good thing to avoid fighting.

Om, who was kneeling beside him, was stunned. He seemed to be petrified. He couldn't understand why Arthur and Klassen got along so well.

"You bastards are cheating. You're playing dumb. You already have a way to control the beast, yet you're still pretending to compete with me."

Om got rid of his shock and his first reaction was anger. While roaring, he swung his remaining arm at Martin.

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Martin easily caught Om's fist and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying. He said calmly, "We have mastered this power in advance and are willing to give you a chance to compete. Isn't this fair? If it were you, what would you do?"

Of course, Orm swallowed everything, leaving nothing for Arthur to eat.

But he was not the winner now, so he stood up with difficulty and looked at Martin viciously, as if he wanted to eat him.

Martin shook his head and said, "If you want to stay and watch Arthur get the trident, you can stay. Or you can climb up now and wait for us to open the passage to the outside world."

"I'm not going to stand here and wait for you to humiliate me."

Om threw down these words, dragged his mutilated body, and swam back along the long corridor.

"He wants to take the initiative, gather the fleet, and then grab the Trident directly!"

Arthur swam to Martin, looked at Om's back, and guessed his purpose of leaving first.

"Maybe, but it's still unclear where the way out of this subspace is."

It doesn't matter even if Orm really summoned the army. They now have another Krasen on their side, and one fleet cannot kill this sea monster.

"Go get your trident and see if it's handy."

Martin pushed Arthur and told him to finish what was going on here.

Arthur gave an OK finger and swam to the throne, looking at what was left of Atlan but a skeleton, which looked no different from the surrounding stones.

"No matter how much you pursue eternal life, you will eventually turn into a pile of dirt. On the contrary, those who turn their lives into fuel can put their spirits into others and live forever." People like Olin are scheming and trying to hold power in their hands, but in the end, even his descendants are unwilling to abandon him.

But Atlan is just the opposite. Until now, his stories are still circulating in the underwater world.

"Ancestors, oh ancestors, I hope I can do better than you!"

Arthur muttered quietly, reaching out and grabbing the trident that was covered in stone and algae.

He exerted force suddenly, raised his right hand high, and the covering on the trident gradually fell off, revealing a golden light.

The body of Atlan, who was originally sitting upright, instantly turned into dust, glowing with golden light, and attached to Arthur along with the trident.

In an instant, Arthur's body was covered in golden light, his pupils turned directly golden, his senses were magnified, and he subconsciously released waves of invisible waves that spread towards the entire ocean.

Through the trident, Arthur sensed the state of every life in the entire sea. Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness could not escape his perception and were controlled within his consciousness.

Sea beasts like Clason accepted this intervention directly and relished Arthur's presence, enjoying his guidance and comfort.

Orm, who had just climbed ashore, the soldiers beside him, and Atlanna and Vico who were hiding in the dark nearby, all saw Arthur's shadow appear before them.

They were shocked and hurried to check if there was anything wrong with their eyes. Arthur's shadow had disappeared, but they still had a lingering feeling of being stared at.

Om's face turned pale. He attributed this special feeling to the Trident of Poseidon and was unwilling to mention it. He left the place in a hurry with his soldiers and tried to contact the fleet outside.

"It seems that Arthur is the final winner!"

Vicco felt the invisible gaze around him. Although he didn't know what was happening, he also attributed this situation to the Trident of Aquaman.

"So what? Arthur won't go back with us. Whether or not we get the trident won't affect his thinking."

Atlanna was very open-minded. Although she had not seen her eldest son for more than 30 years, she could understand him very well.

"The trident is the symbol of Atlantis. If Arthur doesn't come back with us, what does it matter if he holds the trident?"

Vico still considered things from the king's perspective, believing that what belonged to Atlantis should belong to Atlantis.

Atlanna shook her head: "Strictly speaking, whoever holds the Trident of Aquaman has the power to decide the fate of Atlantis, so Arthur can do whatever he wants."

Vico was stunned. At least he didn't think a weapon could represent anything.

Atlanna looked at Vico's expression and sighed in her heart, but in the end she didn't say much.

"I never thought that there would be someone in Atlantis who could be recognized as the force of life."

Arthur was carefully feeling every state of the life movement process when suddenly a burst of golden light hit him directly in the face.

Then, he saw Atlan, who was already dead, suddenly jumped out, wearing a golden armor, more than three meters tall, like a giant.

"You're not here to take over my body, are you?"

Arthur was startled by the ancestor who suddenly jumped out. He really didn't expect to see him in this place.

Although the life force also has a transcendental aspect, it is not the kind of transcendence in the mystical sense. There is no such nonsense as uploading consciousness into the life force and then achieving eternal life.

"Don't be too surprised. I am just an illusory shadow, an echo of the past. Only those who apply the same life force can see me. Although before I died, I wanted to mock you, the younger generation."

Atlan's fantasy did not hide his disgust for the descendants of Orin at all. He had done his best for the people of Atlantis.

Arthur learned about what happened between Atlan and Olin from Martin, and naturally understood this emotion, but he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Just say whatever you want to say. Now that you're done, I have things to do!"

Arthur had nothing to say to the old ancestor. The other party was just an echo and could not help him in any way.

"Are the people of Atlantis so rude now? I am your ancestor, and you have this attitude?"

Atlan's echo looked at Arthur's attitude, and his originally indifferent emotions were suddenly aroused.

"My father is a land man, and Atlantis doesn't recognize me now. I respect you because you are a hero, otherwise I would have driven you away directly."

Arthur's attitude towards this ancestor was very ordinary. After all, he was a phantom that needed to disappear, so he could only respect him a little, but not too much.

"Your use of life force is indeed stronger than before I died, but I can still provide you with some experience. Anyway, there are not many people in this universe who can use life force. Instead of giving it to a stranger, it is better to leave it to you!"

The phantom of Atlan pointed at Arthur, and his memories rushed to this younger generation without any reservation.

Arthur did not refuse. Why would he refuse a good thing that was given to him for free?

He originally thought that the ancestor's most profound memory should be related to Atlantis, but when the memories flooded into his mind, he found that the most profound one was actually a great war.

"Apocalypse!"

Arthur was shocked by the bloodiness in Atlan's memory.

He was a man who had seen big scenes, but when he looked at the war that happened ten thousand years ago, his heart still couldn't help but beat fast.

"I thought Martin's vigilance against Apocalypse was unnecessary. I didn't expect those guys to be so powerful ten thousand years ago."

Arthur's muttering was heard clearly by Atlan.

"Since you know about Apocalypse, it will be easy. Those guys will come back soon, and they will not let the Earth go."

Atlan mentioned the matter in a very general way.

Arthur frowned and asked, "How can a dead man like you know such things? Life force doesn't have this function!"

"Although I don't know what happened in the outside world, you and the life force user didn't just appear casually."

Atlan gave a very mysterious answer, which was fate.

Arthur wanted to retort but didn't know where to start, so he just said he would be careful.

"Whatever you say! I'm going to die anyway."

Atlanta laughed twice and disappeared directly in front of Arthur.

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