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

"Alright, it's time to go!"

Ignoring the panicked two, David finally figured out how to leave the inner world.

With a flick of the sacred trident, power was projected, and a familiar blue vortex appeared on the sea.

The gravitational field enveloped Mera, and David carried her into the sky.

"Wait, there's also the Queen!"

Mera cried out as she was about to enter the teleportation vortex.

She discovered that Atlanna had not been enveloped and lifted into the air by David's power, but remained on the shattered island.

Did I say I was going to take her away?

David glanced at her.

Mera was chosen by him to handle political affairs and maintain stability in Atlantis when he was no longer in power.

"Mera still has many immature aspects, her will is relatively weak, and she has a great vulnerability that is willing to compromise because of the people and her subjects."

"The former Queen of Atlantis, who had suffered betrayal and experienced many vicissitudes of life, was different."

After glancing one last time at Atlana, whose face was pale and filled with despair, David controlled the gravity field and flew into the teleportation vortex, disappearing from sight.

123. Chapter 122 Mera, your father is calling you.

David did not kill Karasun after defeating him.

Although Karathen is a monster, unlike the beast-like Trench Clan, it is no less intelligent than an adult and can even communicate freely with Aquaman, constantly providing emotional points.

[Anger from Karasen +108...]

That deep-sea monster was powerful enough, but unfortunately it wasn't a significant player in the fate of the world, only providing a little over a hundred emotion points, though that was better than nothing.

"The main course will still be the Atlantean Clan."

Breaking through the seawater and standing in mid-air, David coldly glanced at the densely packed, menacing Trench Creepers in the sea. With a swing of his trident, the raging tide slammed the monsters that were still trying to tear him apart back into the seabed.

The gravitational field instantly broke through the speed of sound, tearing through the atmosphere and heading towards Atlantis under the guidance of the preoccupied Mera.

……

Pacific Ocean, seabed.

Atlantis Palace.

The pristine white hall, shaped like a whale skeleton, is sacred and majestic.

Orm sat on his throne, exuding a powerful aura, wearing dazzling silver armor and a crown with spikes shaped like coral.

Two people were sitting to his left and right.

Inside the palace, elite Teranti warriors, clad in white high-tech armor, along with officers from two other units whose appearances and armor were drastically different, bowed to the three men in the hall and reported the results of their search.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

We have dispatched personnel and equipment to search various sea areas, and so far we have searched the Red Sea, the Sea of ​​Venice, and the Caspian Sea...

The perpetrator has not been found to date.

"Go find it, keep going!"

Not receiving the desired message, Om shouted coldly, his voice echoing throughout the palace. He slammed his gleaming silver trident into the ground like a scepter, sending powerful waves of water sweeping across the entire hall.

Everyone was so enraged that they could barely stand. Sensing the King of the Seven Seas' wrath, they quickly lowered their heads and dared not even breathe.

"His Majesty Om's meaning is our meaning."

Nereus sat on the left side of the throne.

On the other side was the king of the Fishermen's Kingdom. He was tall with blue skin covered in fish scales. He had no legs, but instead had a thick fish tail.

The two also issued orders to their respective troops.

"Your Majesties, we were once of the same race, sharing a common ancestor. Although we have evolved, we have become somewhat different."

But some things will never change: we are all Atlanteans.

Om addressed the two kings on either side of him with a somber expression.

"For decades, land dwellers have been dumping pollution into the ocean, treating our home as their dumping ground, and we have suffered greatly as a result."

Our Atlantean princess, the future queen, has been kidnapped by filthy and despicable land people, and her whereabouts are unknown.

I suggest we wage war on the land and make them pay for their actions!

Over the long course of time, Atlantis split into seven races: the Atlanteans themselves, who still retain human form, the Zebel race, and the slightly mutated Fishermen race.

Of the remaining four, one has perished as the seawater turned into the Sahara Desert, one has lost contact and disappeared without a trace, one has become the unintelligent Trench Tribe, and one has become a violent and savage Saltwater Tribe that is evolving into the Trench Tribe.

The three kings who are now in charge of Atlantis are all here, and they can almost represent the entire Atlantean people. The three armies have gathered outside the city.

"I'd fight anyone to bring my daughter back safely."

While it's true that Nereus married his daughter to Orm for the sake of the Seven Seas' throne, that doesn't mean he had no feelings for her.

The land dweller took her daughter away and disappeared. Launching a war to put pressure on the land dweller might help her find her daughter sooner.

“Long ago, our people had an ancient idea that sooner or later, we, the developed land people, would inevitably have a war over living space.”

The king of the Fishermen's Kingdom had a cold voice.

"I would be very willing to work with you to educate the land dwellers who are just getting started in science and technology but have already become arrogant and consider themselves the masters of the earth."

"very good!"

Upon hearing that the two kings had accepted his proposal to wage war on land, Orm stood up and laughed, ready to order his army to attack all land-dwelling ships at sea and declare war.

"Your Majesty, the criminals have coerced Princess Mera to appear above our city!" Suddenly, a guard rushed over and knelt down to report.

Swish!

Orm rose from his throne, his expression a mixture of disbelief and uncertainty.

"Wasn't that guy telling me to wait for him and saying he'd be back just to keep me calm?"

After hearing Vico's account of what happened, he thought the guy was just bragging.

Do you think you have the power to seize the King of the Seven Seas just because you overthrow some Atlantean warriors?

As for the Holy Trident, it's uncertain whether the clues Vulko possesses are even true, not to mention that the man unwisely destroyed the recorder and claimed to know the trident's whereabouts.

In Orm's eyes, David, though somewhat powerful, was just a land dweller spouting nonsense, a damned man who provided him with an excuse to invade the land.

"Mobilize the army!"

Om just waved his hand and gave the order.

Before any further action could be taken, the dome, constructed from deep-sea quarried stone, was opened by a tremendous force, like opening a can.

The elite warriors panicked and raised their guns. Om, holding a trident, looked up and glared at them, only to see a figure holding a golden trident daring to look down at him from a high position.

His fiancée, the most beautiful princess of Nanami, stood obediently beside the young man.

"Mera!"

Upon seeing his abducted daughter reappear, Nereus stood up abruptly, his face filled with anxiety.

The enormous sound of the palace being demolished echoed across the seabed.

All the Atlanteans looked up toward the palace.

The communicator issued the order, and the palace guards outside the city rose up and surrounded the invading enemy.

David held his trident, his face calm, as he allowed the elite Atlantean army, dressed in different equipment, to surround him from afar. His gaze swept across them, and he seemed more like a monarch reviewing his troops than a prisoner surrounded by his troops, nodding slightly.

"Almost everyone except the saltwater tribe has come!"

This would save him a lot of trouble. As for the saltwater tribe, who live in the underwater volcanic region and are isolated from the world, it is understandable that they did not come.

He didn't demand too much of Orm, the King of the Seven Seas who was practically dead.

"Land people, lay down your weapons and surrender immediately."

I will give you a fair execution.

Ascending above the city, Om's purple cloak billowed with the seawater. He stood before the army, his face imposing, holding a trident and pointing it directly at David. His voice echoed across the sea.

His eyes revealed deep disgust and anger.

The landman's mother was a degenerate and filthy landman who conceived and mated with him, thus defiling her bloodline. She was executed by his father!

"Land dweller, you have no idea how ancient and powerful the being you've provoked is!"

"The king of the Fishermen's Kingdom said coldly."

"When your ancestors were still eating raw meat and drinking blood, we had already ruled the world."

High-tech guns, capable of easily penetrating buildings, were aimed at David.

"Daughter, I'll get you out of here soon!"

The nobles of Atlantis have always had the custom of using tridents as weapons, and Nereus pointed his trident, which was equipped with an energy-emitting function, at David.