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

"Did you hear what I said?"

Seeing David continue gazing ahead after saying that, she added.

"Which one?"

“My disappearance could endanger the land.” Mera, seeing his nonchalant attitude, couldn’t help but emphasize again in anger.

This is not an exaggeration; her identity is one point, and Orm's ambition is another.

"Om has always been extremely dissatisfied with the land's years of pollution discharge into the ocean, and the sea he rules over has become your land people's garbage dump."

It could even be described as hatred.

"My abduction could very well become his pretext for waging war on land and conquering the world!"

"This has nothing to do with me."

"The gale-force winds, powerful enough to tear a person apart, along with the howling wind, were kept out of the force field," David said calmly.

"As for the so-called King of the Seven Seas, he will soon cease to be so."

"You're too arrogant, land dweller."

Mera shook her head and sneered.

"Om possesses the purest royal bloodline among the current Atlanteans."

The royal family and ordinary Atlanteans could almost be considered two different species.

The Atlanteans could live freely in the high-pressure deep sea, and their bodies were stronger than steel. The Atlantean royal family was even more powerful than ordinary people, sometimes by ten or even a hundred times.

David chuckled, neither confirming nor denying Mera's claim that Orm was powerful.

In the Justice League, on land, Aquaman is far less powerful than Superman, and even less powerful than Wonder Woman, but in the sea, it's a different story, and Wonder Woman is no match for him either.

Sharks are most ferocious in the water.

"The power can easily lift a 10,000-ton nuclear submarine and quickly bring it to the surface against the current."

In the water, Neptune's strength is estimated to reach tens of thousands of tons.

Orm, the Ocean Lord who has lived in the sea since birth, is even stronger than Aquaman in the ocean.

"Don't have too much hope for the Holy Trident."

Mera wanted him to abandon his plan to seize the throne of the Seven Seas and send her back to the bottom of the sea.

"Even if you obtain the Holy Trident, you may not be a match for Orm."

"After sinking into the deep sea, the Atlanteans have evolved to this day. We have not only made progress in technology, but our bodies have also evolved along with it."

Any Atlantean from today would be an invincible warrior, capable of leaving behind epic tales, if thrown into ancient times.

She always harbored a skepticism about the sacred trident that had become a legend.

"I never expected to use any trident to defeat Om."

David wanted the trident only for its symbolic meaning, so that he could have a legitimate reason to ascend to the position of King of the Seven Seas.

It is impossible for a land dweller to sit on the throne of the King of the Seven Seas. He may be able to conquer the Atlanteans through brutal slaughter and using fear as a whip,

But he couldn't stay on the seabed for long, and his home wasn't in that dark, sunless seabed.

"The throne was obtained through slaughter and enslavement. Even if I were to sit on the seabed, there would likely be rebellions of all sizes, let alone if I were to leave."

Besides, he couldn't do that kind of thing.

Mera was about to say something more.

"arrive."

David stopped flying and looked down at his destination.

The beautiful island, with its slightly hot breeze blowing through the crystal-clear blue waters, and the white seabed visible at a glance, is so beautiful it almost rivals the scenery of Paradise Island.

Italy, the beautiful island of Sicily.

But in Mera's eyes, this was a different place, and her expression changed.

"This is where the Trench tribe's ethnic group resides."

What are you doing here? "

The Trench Clan were once an Atlantean people, but whether through evolution or degeneration is unclear, they have now become deep-sea monsters.

Although saltwater creatures resemble crabs and crustaceans in appearance, they at least retain intelligence.

The Trench Tribe's minds are filled with nothing but slaughter and madness. Any creature that enters the deep trenches inhabited by the Trench Tribe will be torn to pieces by countless Trench Tribe members.

Mera's expression was complicated.

The queen who watched her grow up was sacrificed to the Trench tribe because she married a land dweller and was considered to have defiled the bloodline of the Atlantean royal family.

David gazed at the sea.

"Because the sacred trident lost by Atlantis is right below."

It's cloudy and rainy today, and the house is stuffy. I opened the window for a while to let in some fresh air, but my head is still spinning and I'm not feeling well. I'll take a short break. If I don't finish the second chapter by midnight, I'll move the update to the daytime.

There won't be fewer updates.

117. Chapter 116 Luther's Typhon Plan

A luxurious black limousine slowly drove along the highway.

The car was very quiet. Luther sat quietly in the back seat, quickly scrolling through his tablet to handle various company matters, occasionally looking up through the window to gaze outside.

Two armed bodyguards sat opposite him, their expressions serious and alert, without uttering a word.

call out!

Suddenly, a blue figure soared through the sky, landed steadily, and blocked the car's path.

Clark stood with his arms crossed in the sunlight, forcing the car to stop.

"It's...Superman!"

The driver slammed on the brakes, and two bodyguards quickly got out of the car, using the door as cover, and pointed their pistols at Clark.

Bang.

"Put the gun away."

Luther's eyes darkened, and he smiled as he waved his hand in command, looking at Clark.

"If the famous Superman wants to harm me, what good are the guns in your hands?"

"I believe he would not harm an innocent citizen at will."

He didn't notify anyone along the way and didn't say a word from beginning to end. He instructed his subordinates by writing on his tablet, but he was still intercepted on his way to the company.

"Unfortunately, you are not innocent, and those here are not human either."

Clark no longer had any goodwill towards Luther, who had tricked him into falling into a trap and being captured by playing with the lives of thousands of citizens.

A red laser beam flashed in his eyes, and the bionic robot Luther was melted by the high temperature the next second, leaving only his feet standing on the ground.

The biomimetic rubber skin exposes a steel skeleton and electrical wires.

"This this……"

The two bodyguards gaped in astonishment, wondering when their boss had turned into a robot.

This was Luther's first appearance in the sunlight since one of his androids was destroyed at the military base, and he was cautious enough to test whether he would be attacked.

However, he was the only one on the walking metal frame in the entire metropolis, and he was still caught by Clark.

"Gentlemen, don't be frightened by what happened today. I suggest you continue doing this job."

"After all, it's not easy to find a bodyguard job where you don't have to worry about your employer's safety."

Having dealt with Luther's robot and made a joke on the two bewildered bodyguards, Clark leaped away.

His body moved like a large bird, leaping several miles back into the city, where he stood atop a high-rise building and continued to monitor the city's criminal activities.

Under the golden sunlight.

Clark opened his eyes and faced the sun.

In the gray world, large patches of light filled the center of his vision, making it impossible to see anything clearly, but it was no longer complete darkness.

His eyesight is recovering.

Clark had previously thought that with his powerful physique, losing his eyesight wouldn't be a problem, but Luther and the military base commander taught him a lesson.

"My brother is right. No matter how strong other abilities are, they can't replace eyesight."

Fortunately, his vision began to show signs of recovery in just two days.

"not only that……"

Clark clenched his fist. The warm sunlight gave him the feeling of being a baby again in his mother's womb, and his strength was increasing every second.

"I fainted from exhaustion two days ago."