American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 315 Sea Monster

"what!"

On the boundless sea, Om roared like a mad dog as he gripped his trident and charged out of the water, treading on the seawater and heading straight for Gino.

Staring at the gleaming blade aimed at his cheek, Gino simply held up two fingers to shield his face.

"Bang!"

It sounded like swords clashing, exploding from the sky, the metallic clang echoing throughout the land.

"I!"

Om's expression changed drastically, and his pupils dilated.

He saw the trident in his hand trembling incessantly, like a patient with a terminal illness constantly moaning and shaking.

Then, under Om's horrified gaze, the weapon in his hand shattered inch by inch, turning into fragments that scattered and splashed into the sea.

The weapon his mother left him gradually crumbled, turning into a piece of junk.

"I"

Before Orm could speak, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and then, like a tattered rag doll, the ruler of Atlantis ripped through the air and crashed heavily into the sea.

"boom!"

The sea surface churned and splashed as Gino's fist slammed into Om's abdomen, knocking him off the surface and into the water.

As he plummeted hundreds of meters, Om felt as if the surrounding seawater was filled with lead.

He tried to wave his hand to stop the downward momentum, but the immense force continued to push his body, causing him to fall deeper into the sea.

"Ahem!"

He opened his mouth and spat out organs mixed with entrails, his azure blood spreading in the ocean.

Om clutched his head, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

He felt a burning pain in his stomach, as if he had been hit by a plasma bubble.

His pride and arrogance were completely shattered by this punch, turning into crumbs like those falling from a steamed bun.

"No! I am the King of Atlantis! The sovereign of all ocean kingdoms!"

Orm roared as he tore his armor apart, the blood of his ancestors boiling and roaring within his body.

"Snap!"

Every inch of her skin was bathed in a pale golden light.

"Whoosh!"

Like a sword cleaving through the water, Orm burst forth from the sea once more, waving his fists and roaring, "I am a son of Poseidon!"

"For Atlantis!"

The sea breeze ruffled his long, pale silver hair, and he raised his fist like a mighty war god, charging once more at the towering figure floating in the air.

"Poseidon?"

Gino smiled indifferently, and then his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

As he closed in again, the boy threw a punch.

"What is that?"

As his voice fell, his powerful fist seemed to tear through the air, leaving afterimages in the air.

The whistling iron fist slammed down again, this time hitting Om squarely in the side.

"Snapped!"

He opened his mouth and several blood-stained teeth flew out, his once smooth profile swelling instantly like a pig's head soaking in water.

Like a volleyball falling into the sea, or a stone thrown on the water, Om's body kept hitting the water's surface, then flying back up and falling again.

The more arrogant they were before, the more pathetic they are now.

"This is impossible!" Om exclaimed as he climbed out of the water once again.

He now completely lacked the demeanor of the King of Atlantis, with disheveled hair and tattered clothes.

A stranger who doesn't know him might mistake him for a beggar.

He was breathing heavily, but his eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.

He couldn't understand why a land dweller could be so strong.

Orm looked around at the dead Atlantean warriors and his own weakened state.

All of this demonstrates the failure of his operation.

Orm felt like a clown, his pride in his strength was nothing compared to true power.

He even burned his own divine blood, but his opponent taught him the lesson that there are always people more powerful than him with just one punch.

"Disobedient children should be educated."

Gino crossed his arms and won the fight by throwing only two punches.

At that moment, Om looked up at Gino.

Bathed in the light above him, the blond boy shone like an angel descended from the heavens.

He finally understood the gap between himself and this person.

It was as huge as an ant versus a wild beast.

But the resentment in my heart grew like weeds.

"The story shouldn't end like this!"

Om clenched his fists and raised his arms, pressing his hands onto the water's surface, his face contorted with madness: "I'm sending out the sea monster, Kenmora!"

Upon hearing Om's words, Arthur's expression changed slightly.

"The giant sea monster Kenmora?" Clark looked blankly at Arthur.

"It is said that Kenmora is a giant sea monster whose body blots out the sky, and it slumbers deep within the ocean's deepest depths on the seabed!"

"Every time it goes out, it causes tsunamis to surge and cause disasters. At the same time, it will demand that the people of Atlantis sacrifice countless fish as food for it."

Arthur was a little nervous, but considering Gino's strength, his initial tension eased slightly.

The man, with a smug expression on his face, crossed his arms and said to Om, "My foolish brother, stop your foolish behavior."

"You should know the gap between you and us!"

I don't know if Arthur is really stupid, or pretending to be stupid, or acting stupid.

In short, Orm, who was already angry, became even angrier after hearing Arthur's words.

"Kendra!"

He roared, and as the young king shouted, the calm sea soon began to surge and boil.

A giant tentacle tore through the sea surface, wriggling like an octopus's tentacles. As the tentacle, as large as a ship, emerged from the water, a whirlpool and tsunami formed in the center of this vast ocean.

A thousand-meter-high wave surged up, and behind that enormous tentacle were countless more tentacles, as ugly and grotesque as the legendary Old Gods of Cthulhu.

"Splash!"

The thousands of tentacles seemed to be sentient, rushing towards the crowd high in the sky.

Compared to those enormous tentacles, humans are as insignificant as ants.

But before Gino could give any orders, three dazzling red lights illuminated the entire sea surface.

Clark, Kara, and Fiona all lit up their heat vision simultaneously.

Just like a precise surgeon, all you need to do is turn your head, and the rest is left to the thermal vision system, which has the same temperature as the surface of the sun!

Like squid tentacles waiting to be processed on a cutting board, those hideous tentacles were smoothly cut, and large patches of dark green blood were splattered and spread on the ocean.

The severed flesh fell into the ocean, once again creating huge waves.

"roar!"

Like the simultaneous sounds of thousands of musical instruments, a chaotic and sharp roar resounded from the depths of the ocean.

"It's Kendra, it's howling!"

Arthur gazed at the sea with great excitement, where he could see the enormous squid head beneath the surface, enough to drive anyone with megalophobia crazy.

(End of this chapter)