I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

"Your father pushed you to Prince Orm in order to gain the power to rule the Seven Seas. He didn't seem to have considered your happiness at all."

Atlantis operates under a system of shared rule between husband and wife. As long as Mera becomes queen, King Xebel, who hides his ambition beneath a benevolent exterior, will gain supreme power in the seven seas.

"I cannot betray my country and my people."

A struggle flashed in the red-haired princess's eyes, and she shook her head.

In terms of ambition, King Orm was the one with boundless and undisguised ambition. If he were not restrained by the ancient system, he would sooner or later launch a war and annex the Kingdom of Zebel.

“This time is different, Princess.”

Arthur's chances of ascending the throne are no longer slim.

Vico hurriedly emphasized again, quickly went to a crystal table, and spread out the ancient scrolls.

He could see her hesitation. He had tried to persuade Mera several times, but she had always hesitated. But today was different.

No matter how difficult the Queen's dying wish was, he was determined to fulfill it.

The Atlanteans hate land people, and the eldest prince, born to the queen and the lighthouse keeper on land, has half-land person blood. Without the support of a powerful force, he cannot ascend the throne.

"Princess, do you still remember the trident that was lost in Atlantis?"

"That legend?"

Mera glanced at the scroll with surprise; at its center was a depiction of a golden trident radiating power.

This is an ancient mythological scroll depicting a myth.

No, it's not a legend.

Perhaps because it happened so long ago, our people have come to regard it as a legend.

But in the family records of the royal family and high-ranking officials, that was the true history.

Vico shook his head excitedly.

"In history, the greatest weapon forger of Atlantis used Poseidon's cold iron to forge a trident for the first king of Atlantis, which is said to have the power to rule the seas."

Mera murmured softly, recalling ancient tales.

"Whoever gains its approval will immediately possess unrestricted supreme power to rule the seven seas, and all Atlanteans will have to submit to it!"

Vico, a member of the Council of the Throne of Atlantis, read the second half of the passage with great enthusiasm.

That is the undisputed symbol of the Seven Seas' imperial power!

Mera frowned, looking at him with suspicion.

"Whether it's true or not."

Because of the Atlanteans' insatiable desire to study the power of the trident, an accident occurred, Atlantis sank, and our land civilization was destroyed.

The trident disappeared with the self-exile of the first King of Atlantis.

Looking around, Vico carefully took out a rusty cylindrical object from behind his waist.

"Our archaeological team discovered this at the site not long ago."

"This is an ancient record that can be traced back to the first dynasty. It contains the last message left by the King of Atlantis to his people. Follow it and you will find the supreme trident."

Vico had just finished speaking.

The water in the room seemed to transform into a hand, pulling the recorder away from his grasp.

He thought Mera had been persuaded and looked at her excitedly.

"Princess Mera!"

Mera's ability to manipulate water is an innate talent, unique in Atlantis.

But the next second, Mera looked at the recorder floating between the two of them, caught by the water, and stepped back, her face full of surprise and doubt.

"This...this wasn't done by me!"

115. Chapter 114 Go back and tell your king

It wasn't Mera who did it?

Who else among the Atlanteans could control the water flow?

Vico reacted quickly, trying to retrieve the recorder containing clues about the Sacred Trident, but the water flow, like a giant hand, grabbed the recorder and swiftly appeared in front of a figure.

A tall, handsome man, resembling an ancient Greek sculpture, slowly reached out and caught the recorder with one hand behind his back.

"A trident that can make Atlantis submit simply by gaining recognition?"

"who are you?"

Mera, like a startled fish, was alert, the water swirling beneath her hands, poised to unleash a devastating attack at any moment.

This is Princess Zebel's palace, not a park open to the public. How could strangers appear here so casually?

David glanced indifferently at the guards behind him who had been knocked unconscious by the water at the doorway.

"give me back!"

Enraged, Vico lunged at David with a punch.

That recorder carried his hope of fulfilling the late Queen's last wish.

Although Vico was not a member of the Atlantean royal family, he possessed an indisputable noble lineage and was stronger than a blue whale. With the slightest movement, ripples spread across the water, and his body resembled a deep-sea torpedo.

But David only glanced at him.

The gravity in the water suddenly increased.

Bang!

Vico slammed hard onto the palace floor, creating a spiderweb-like crack in the ground, as if an aircraft carrier were pressing down on him.

His head was pressed tightly to the ground, unable to move even a finger. His eyes glanced at the mysterious figure above him, and he spoke with difficulty.

"You...who are you!"

Under the immense gravity, even opening his mouth required all his strength.

But David had no intention of answering his question.

call out!

The water converged like a writhing python, suddenly lashing out at David.

Seeing the opponent's overwhelming strength, with the elder who had taught her combat skills in her childhood pinned to the ground, Mera felt a chill and quickly launched an attack on the invaders who had invaded her palace.

She can manipulate the shape of the water flow and change its density and hardness.

Even the weakest stream of water can cut through steel and destroy city walls in her hands!

But as soon as David raised his hand, she immediately lost control of the water flow, and the flow immediately dissipated.

"impossible!"

Mera stepped back in shock, looking at her hands, realizing how easily she had been deprived of control over the water.

She was like a child fighting with a giant for a toy, who easily took away her control of the water flow with a little force.

hum!

Another invisible gravitational field spread out.

Under immense pressure, the water surged violently, and Mera felt a tightness in her chest, forced to kneel on the ground.

Facing a strange man, she felt deeply humiliated. She tried her best to get up, but felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her, making it difficult to resist.

"Stop struggling."

David fiddled with the recorder in his hand, then casually crushed it.

The debris floated with the seawater.

"No!"

Vico shouted.

"What you did is the only clue to finding the Holy Trident!"

He was excited and wanted to get up, but he was powerless to do so.

The only hope that Arthur, the late queen's son, could ascend the throne was thus destroyed.

Mera, with her red hair flowing freely, looked at David in astonishment, not understanding his actions. If it wasn't to obtain clues about the trident, why would he suddenly appear and defeat them?

"This recorder is of no use to me."

David spoke.

"The Holy Trident, I knew where it was all along."

However, I haven't needed it, so I haven't gone to pick it up.

The recorder points to the Lost Kingdom, one of the seven underwater kingdoms of Atlantis, which was once a ruined palace in the Sahara Desert where the sea has dried up.

There you will get a bottle, which will then point to Sicily, Italy.