The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 361 Black Manta in Action
Just like children on land, children underwater also need to learn. Thanks to the knowledge accumulated by aquatic people since ancient times, magic has become a compulsory course for some aquatic people.

That’s right, for some aquatic creatures, magic is very precious knowledge, and naturally not everyone can learn it. It is generally a valuable knowledge that can only be learned by nobles or some special people.

Jackson, the young hero of the sea, is naturally one of the lucky ones. His strange weapons made of water are not just made by his ability to control water. Even if the water changes its appearance, it is still water. If he wants to give those weapons special characteristics, he naturally needs the help of water magic.

Today, Jackson is still learning water magic. Ever since his identity as the Sea Knight was taken back, Jackson felt not only ashamed but also grateful.

Jackson admitted that when he was chosen by Aquaman Arthur to be his assistant, bullets of joy and honor pierced his chest. He felt that day was the happiest day of his life, but it was also accompanied by a huge pressure.

During his days as an assistant, Jackson always held himself to the highest standards, but this did not make him regret it. On the contrary, he even enjoyed it.

However, Jackson also has his own little thoughts, which is the source of his gratitude after his identity was revoked and he returned to the academy, because there are two of his close friends here, Gas and Tula.

The three of them were originally close friends, and the water girl Tula was Jackson's secret crush. However, after becoming Aquaman, Jackson had fewer and fewer opportunities to meet the two.

You have to know that Aquaman's assistant not only helps in superhero activities, but also needs Aquaman's help in dealing with the private affairs of the aquatic tribe and some royal work. So Aquaman is more like a servant than an assistant.

These tasks compressed Jackson's time, so even in Atlantis, Jackson did not have many opportunities to meet with Gas and Tula, after all, the latter two also had to go to school.

However, after losing his identity as the Young Master of the Sea, Jackson returned to the academy he had been away from for a long time and met his two good friends again, so his mood was mixed.

Tula and Gas actually knew the inside story of Jackson's return. Aquaman personally found them and told them the whole story. He was afraid that Jackson would become depressed and wanted Jackson's two friends to enlighten him. He also promised that Jackson would be reinstated in the near future.

Tula and Gas had no objection. They were close friends and would have taken care of Jackson even if Aquaman hadn't said anything.

Therefore, Jackson, who was already feeling mixed emotions, met an even more caring friend, and he actually had a pretty good time these days.

Just like now, he can finally conduct actual combat training with his two good friends again.

An excited Jackson and his two friends were walking on the road to the training room. He had begged for several days, and Tula and Gas, who were worried about his condition, finally agreed to his request. Unfortunately, his wish might not be fulfilled.

"Jackson."

A slightly old voice came from behind. Jackson and his companions turned around and found that it was a teacher from the academy who called them.

"What's wrong, teacher?" Jackson asked.

"The captain of the border guards at Atlantis Zien Port just sent a communication," the teacher said, moving closer to the three of them. "He says a metahuman from the Justice League wants to meet with you."

"A member of the Justice League." Jackson's eyes widened. "Did he say who he was?"

"He said his name was Yang Le," the teacher replied.

"Mr. Yang?" Jackson said in surprise, and this expression immediately attracted the attention of Tula and Gas.

"What's wrong, Jackson?" Garth placed his hand on Jackson's shoulder. "Who is this Mr. Yang Le?" "He was my guardian when I was in Young Justice, and he was kind of my mentor." Jackson looked ashamed. "It's a pity that we didn't follow his instructions and even acted on our own."

"Okay Jackson," Tula said soothingly, placing her hand on Jackson's other shoulder.

"We both know that's not your responsibility."

"No, Tula." Jackson shook his head. "That's my responsibility. As the oldest person on the team, I should have been leading them, but I didn't do that at all."

Seeing that Jackson was a little depressed, the teacher standing opposite the three of them spoke.

"Let's talk about those things later. Your guests are still waiting for you. It's not the right way to treat guests to wait anyway."

"You're right, teacher." Jackson cheered up. "I'll leave now."

After saying that, Jackson exerted force with his feet and swam upwards, preparing to go to the border to find Yang Le.

"You two should go too." The teacher looked at Tula and Gas. "I know you're worried about Jackson, and since today's class is over, let's dismiss school early."

"Thank you, teacher!" Tula jumped up happily, and Gas bowed respectfully, and both of them swam in the direction Jackson left.

----split line----

In the dark seabed, countless strange-looking creatures live here. They look so terrifying that people even think they are demons from hell.

However, people who have some knowledge of the ocean know that these strange appearances are just the abilities evolved by these creatures in order to adapt to the environment on the seabed.

Black Manta knew that although these guys in front of him were terrifying, they were just a group of ordinary creatures. Compared with his next target, these creatures were nothing more than harmless babies.

The submarine was sneaking quietly, and even the creatures on the seabed did not notice this behemoth. It was thanks to the help of other people in the Illuminati that he was able to own this powerful vehicle.

"We're almost there, Captain." One of his men suddenly spoke up, and Black Manta shifted his gaze from elsewhere to look at the screen in the middle. Sure enough, there was a place marked on the radar map, and that was his target this time.

"All combatants, board the mini-submarine." Black Manta stood up and walked out of the command room. "We must strike the Aquatic Tribe with a thunderbolt, aiming to kill them instantly. We cannot afford to fail in this operation."

“Yes!”×N.

The huge submarine stopped quietly, its belly slowly opened, and several small submarines floated out in an orderly manner and continued to move towards the target.

Their target was a pyramid-like building. There were many fully armed aquatic guards guarding and patrolling the side of the pyramid. Unfortunately, the underwater vision was too poor. Even though they had lived on the seabed for a long time, they could not detect that a troop was slowly approaching them.

(End of this chapter)