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

"Place the bottle on the statue of the first Roman emperor on the island, and look out to sea from the mouth of the bottle to find the final location—the trench where the Trench tribe lives not far away."

The sacred trident is right there.

The recorder was dispensable to David; he destroyed it simply to prevent others from obtaining clues and to avoid disrupting his treasure hunt.

Vico was shocked by the calm tone. Who was this person? Was what he said true or false?

I knew the whereabouts of the sacred trident that could control the seven underwater kingdoms, but I left it there because I didn't need it.

"Ah……"

The red-haired princess, who remained proud and unyielding despite being forced to kneel on the ground, sneered.

"What, you don't believe it?"

David raised an eyebrow.

He reached out and grabbed Mera, a hand made of flowing water that gripped her neck tightly and lifted her up.

"let me go!"

Mera tried her best to break free, but the water-flowing hand gripping her neck was like a high-density alloy, while her abilities were like soft mud, unable to penetrate. Grabbed by the water-flowing hand, she was like a captured bird, brought to David's side.

“Go back and tell Om.”

I took his fiancée with me; let him gather all the Atlanteans.

Ignoring Mera's futile struggles beside him, David glanced at Vick on the ground.

"When I return, Atlantis will have a new king!"

His indifferent tone was as if stating a given fact, showing no regard for the King of Atlantis.

"Don't go!"

Vico struggled to get up and save Mera.

"Put down Princess Mera!"

David, carrying Mera whose neck was being choked by the water, flew out of the palace in full view of everyone. They were discovered by a large group of royal guards who came charging at them with spears in hand.

He waved casually.

As the gravitational waves spread, a dozen elite Atlantean warriors were sent flying like balls, crashing through the palace walls.

David intends to implement the same plan for Atlantis as he did for Paradise Island.

He ruled them, yet made them resentful and helpless against his rule.

Even the most wise and virtuous king cannot keep his people on his mind every day.

David flew slowly over the kingdom.

Towering buildings, some resembling luminous jellyfish, stand on the seabed, while shuttle-shaped underwater trains occasionally travel between these advanced and developed cities.

"But conversely, a humiliated and oppressed people will always wish for the tyrant who is pressing down on them to die!"

He wasn't that tyrannical; it was enough that the people of Atlantis harbored resentment.

"Intruders, put down the princess!"

A group of kingdom warriors, riding deep-sea creatures resembling sharks, charged forward wielding spears and lances.

Buzz!

Without even looking, he emitted wave after wave of gravity waves from his body.

On the seabed filled with seawater, huge, obvious ripples appeared, like unstoppable waves. The Atlantean warriors who rushed up one after another were blown away like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

It felt like an underwater earthquake; the entire city was shaking.

"By the sea god, is that Princess Mera?!"

Countless terrified Atlanteans looked up and saw a figure abducting their princess and swaggering away, moving like an unstoppable god, with no one able to get close.

Mera also stopped struggling in shock, staring in astonishment at the seemingly indifferent profile of the man dressed in land dweller clothes, who possessed such great power!

"daughter!"

Upon receiving the news, the majestic King Zebel rode out hastily on his giant seahorse, only to see the departing figure in the distance.

A disheveled Viko emerged from the Mera Palace, clutching his chest.

"Vico, what's going on!"

Upon seeing Viko, who shouldn't be there, King Zebel immediately suspected he was involved and angrily questioned him.

They left Campbell's capital.

David stopped deliberately slowing down and suddenly sped up. Even in the deep sea, where steel could be crushed, he easily reached an astonishing ten times the speed of sound!

He looked back at Campbell's capital, which was rapidly shrinking in size.

"I have already shown some of my power, and that's what I left behind."

When they return with the trident, Orm and Mera's father will likely be waiting with all the Atlanteans they can mobilize from various nations, ready for battle.

"That would save me a lot of trouble in one go."

The protagonist and Mera won't have much of a relationship.

There's really no need for people to have too much hatred for Mera because of a certain actress. The character of Mera was created in the 1960s, before that actress's mother was even born, so it feels a bit tragic.

Long before that actress, Mera was already a popular female character in American comics.

116. Chapter 115 You're too arrogant, land dweller.

David's remote grasp at the disappearance of Mera, which would inevitably affect both countries, caused the seawater to rise rapidly.

Suddenly, a shadow, like a missile piercing the surface of the boundless blue sea, shot into the sky, carrying with it towering waves.

After a brief pause, David manipulated the elliptical gravitational field enveloped by gravity to launch it like an intercontinental ballistic missile, accelerating continuously until it reached speeds exceeding two hundred times the speed of sound.

He glanced at Mera, who was still struggling.

Mera was released and fell down. Her eyes widened in panic, thinking she was going to fall into the sea a thousand meters below, but instead she landed with a thud on the solid barrier.

Still shaken, she tried to get up, but her head hit the barrier and she felt a sharp pain.

"Don't move around, or I won't pick you up if you fall."

David looked at her as if she were an idiot.

The streamlined, shuttle-shaped force field makes it easier to fly in the air, but there isn't enough space for one person to stand up.

Outside the force field, the blue sky and white clouds rushed backward, so fast that they became a blur, as if the two colors of blue and white were colliding and churning.

"At least a hundred times the speed of sound."

Mera was visibly shaken as she watched David fly.

She can achieve supersonic speeds underwater, and her reflexes far surpass those of land dwellers. But let alone surpassing David's speed in the water, she can't even see the speed at which David is flying.

Recalling the glimpse of strength the other party had displayed when they dragged her away from Zebel, she wondered just how powerful this man truly was.

Mera froze, looking up at David flying at full speed above her, with the sky right below her. She dared not make a move.

"Without his force field, I would fly through the sky at more than a hundred times the speed of sound and crash into the sea or the ground, and I would definitely be smashed into a pile of minced meat."

But after a while...

Mera couldn't help but feel that the two people inside the barrier were in an awkward position, one on top and one on the bottom, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

But David was flying rapidly ahead, gazing at the sky, completely ignoring her.

"Who are you?

I am Princess Xebel, the fiancée of the King of the Seven Seas.

"Land dweller, if you kidnap me, it could bring disaster to the entire world."

Mera, who had gotten used to David's land-human style of clothing after a while, warned him.

"You keep calling me a land dweller, how do you know I'm not from Atlantis?"

David smiled and looked at her.

The Atlanteans were once a land-based civilization. After sinking into the sea, various races began to evolve, including the Saltwater Race and the Trench Race, which mutated and became unrecognizable as human.

There are also the fishermen, who are a hybrid of humans and fish, and the Atlanteans, who are indistinguishable from humans except that they can breathe underwater.

"Do you think I'm easy to fool, you landlubber?"

Mera smiled coldly.

Aside from ancient and high-tech armor, the Atlanteans' everyday clothing resembled diving suits that clung to their bodies, while David's attire looked like that of someone on a beach vacation, clearly not Atlantean clothing.

The most important point.

"The Atlanteans live in the water and love water, just as air is to land dwellers. They don't reject contact with water, but you..."

David laughed and said, "So that's what it is."

He always tried to avoid getting wet underwater, but he didn't intend to change that weakness.