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

Even if possessing it makes one the King of the Seven Seas, that person should be me!

Chapter 125. King of the Sea (Anti-theft)

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Orm was unwilling to relinquish the throne and charged straight at David with his trident. David swung his trident with one hand, and the two tridents collided.

A giant wave surged up from the seabed, like a tiny shrimp being swept by the tail of the ocean's overlord, the killer whale. Om's body was sent flying backward, crashing into a corner of the palace and collapsing.

The boundless divine power it displayed astonished everyone.

The Holy Trident did not emit any golden light during the attack just now, and the surrounding seawater did not move. This attack was his own power.

Orm possesses the strongest Atlantean bloodline in the Seven Seas, yet even his furious attack couldn't stop him from striking. How is that possible!

"Land dweller, I am the true ruler of the seven seas!"

In the palace ruins, the silver trident was bent, Om's hands trembled, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood seeped into the seawater.

In a disheveled state, he witnessed the vast difference between himself and David under the gaze of everyone. Enraged, he roared and forcefully unleashed his power, gripping the trident tightly as he charged forward once more.

"Om, stop!"

Mera stood in front of David, scolding him and manipulating the water to stop Om from his futile efforts.

The Queen had taught her to grow up, and if possible, she hoped to save the Queen's youngest son's life, and she feared that Om's actions would implicate David's people.

"You are just like my mother who was sacrificed to the Trench tribe. You betrayed your people, and you betrayed me!"

The water flow, which easily shattered the rock, surged forward, but was blasted apart by Orm's trident. Facing the woman who had chosen his former fiancée and was now helping the enemy against him, his eyes turned bloodshot as he thrust his trident at her snow-white neck, exuding murderous intent.

The sharp halberd tip arrived in an instant.

Mera hurriedly manipulated the water flow to create a whirlpool, enveloping the silver trident and trying to deflect it.

However, Orm's murderous attack was not so easy to deflect. After a brief stalemate, the water flowed out and the halberd tip pierced Mera's vitals.

"daughter!"

Nereus shouted, his eyes wide with shock and anger.

Mera felt the aura of death approaching, as if facing the gaping maw of a shark, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

The water flow suddenly changed, becoming as solid as steel. Orm's trident seemed to be stuck in an unshakeable wall of iron, unable to advance an inch.

Om strained with all his might, his face flushed red with pain, and roared, veins bulging on his forehead, but he still couldn't push his trident an inch further.

He stared in disbelief as David raised his palm, manipulating the water flow through a gravitational field, squeezing it upwards.

Om soon discovered that not only his trident, but his entire body felt as if it were embedded in a high-density alloy, or as if it were being squeezed by mountains from all sides, making him unable to move, and his bones groaned from the unbearable pressure.

Mera retreated quickly, glancing back at David with lingering fear.

She never expected David to actually save her.

"That's enough of your tricks."

Having nearly shown the Atlanteans his power, it was time for Orm, this supporting character, to step down. David's eyes flickered, and he used gravity to twist Orm's head to the side, the twist becoming increasingly pronounced.

As if realizing something, Om's eyes widened in shock and anger as he tried to resist the force, unleashing a power of tens of thousands of tons from his entire body, enough to sink a submarine.

But like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, with a soft snap, Om's neck was broken like a fragile straw, the trident in his hand fell to the ground and sank to the bottom of the sea, and he became a corpse.

Orm's strength is undeniable, especially in the sea, where he is in his home turf. Even Wonder Woman, a descendant of Zeus, would only suffer a crushing defeat in the ocean.

Even if David didn't have the ability to manipulate gravity and lift mountains, he would have had to put in a lot of effort to deal with Om once he was in the sea.

"From this day forward, the Atlantean people will be under my rule, David."

Those who are unwilling can step forward.

No longer looking at the corpses falling into the sea, David's gaze swept across the crowd with overwhelming force, causing the Atlanteans to lower their heads in awe, not daring to meet his eyes.

"His Majesty!

You have been recognized by the sacred trident as the undisputed King of the Sea!

The king of the Fishermen's Kingdom looked solemn and touched his chest.

Nereus, who had once been of a slightly lower status than Orm, lowered his head in greeting with a slightly unaccustomed look in his eyes.

Given the strength David displayed, he had no confidence whatsoever in confronting him.

However, one thing remained in his mind: David had not been in contact with seawater at all, behaving completely unlike an Atlantean.

If they weren't from Atlantis, how did they gain the Trident's approval?

David's gaze swept across the crowd, and he saw hesitation in the eyes of many who were looking at him. They doubted his identity, but dared not speak because they were intimidated by his power in killing the previous Lord of the Seven Seas.

But he didn't care.

This is exactly what he wants.

……

After bringing the Kingdom of Zebel and the Fishermen's Kingdom back under the rule of the Atlanteans, David took the two kings on a trip to the territory of the Saltwater Tribe.

The king of the Saltwater Kingdom resembled a crab and was short-tempered and rude, but when he saw David holding the sacred trident that had been lost for many years, he experienced firsthand David's unfathomable power.

He was held captive in the seawater, unable to move even a finger, and could be easily crushed to death, but after being released by David, he submitted to David's throne.

The palace has been renovated and is now even more magnificent and imposing than before.

David moved into the palace and handed over all the troublesome political affairs of Atlantis to Mera, appointing her as governor.

……

"Your Majesty, some rumors about you have been circulating in the palace recently."

A few days later, inside the White Palace, David sat high on the throne. Mera walked in and, after some hesitation, said...

"Oh, tell me what rumors you're spreading."

David rested his chin on his hand, looking completely unconcerned.

His tone didn't sound like he was hearing rumors about him; it was more like he was asking Mera to tell him some interesting stories about the kingdom.

"Rumors circulate within the kingdom that you are not a citizen of Atlantis."

"You are a land dweller, and you obtained the trident through dishonest means."

After a moment's hesitation, Mera said.

"What are you thinking, Mera?"

David looked at her with apparent interest.

"These rumors are of course false."

Mera bit her lip, her voice slightly strained.

“There are rebels in the kingdom who intend to spread rumors and undermine Your Majesty’s rule. I suggest that they all be arrested and imprisoned.”

David waved as he looked at Mera beneath the throne.

"Let them spread it. If it's a rumor, it will fall apart on its own."

Mera looked up in surprise.

I never expected David to react this way.

She really wanted to ask David if he didn't know whether it was a rumor or not.

But Mera held back, not daring to anger the terrible man on the throne.

Mera had expected David to be furious and order the arrest or even execution of those who threatened his throne, but she never imagined he would ignore it completely.

"Is it confidence in one's own abilities, and a lack of fear of rebellion within the kingdom?"

"Or perhaps the other side is waiting for a change to occur within the kingdom, so they can use a legitimate reason to instigate a massacre and teach the Atlantean race a painful lesson?"

……

Mera glanced at the man on the throne, a shiver running down her spine, and dared not think any further.

Otherwise, David's unusual behavior cannot be explained; the only possible explanation is that he was fishing.

at this time.

"By the way, I might have to leave for a while."

"The affairs of the kingdom are now in your hands!"

David slowly stood up, as if remembering something.

"Now?"

Mera was even more astonished.

David, as an outsider, had only recently seized the throne of Atlantis, and his power and the hearts of the people were not yet secure. Why would he choose to leave at this time?

Judging from the tone, it must have been quite a while.

She quickly lowered her head, not daring to let David see the surprise and uncertainty on her face.