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Chapter 316 Conquest of Atlantis

At the same time that Orm and the Justice League went to war.

In Atlantis, deep in the ocean.

The glass crystal refracts a variety of colors under the warm water.

"Kendra!"

"It's Kendra?"

Standing in the hall, the elders of the underwater people, a group of highly respected ocean people, were staring in astonishment at the image projected into the crystal.

Everyone knows how much they will lose by releasing this monster.

Countless fish in the ocean will offer themselves to this monster, equivalent to a year's harvest in Atlantis!

But perhaps they were too shocked for long, because something even more speechless happened.

The terrifying Kendra emerged from the sea and was then brutally dismembered like chopped fish meat.

The land-dwellers floating in the air were terrifying; the beams of light shooting from their eyes were like sharp blades, dismembering the monsters.

The Kendra, which instilled great fear in the sea creatures, was seen by them as a moving lump of flesh.

Soon, when Kendra's squid head was brutally pierced through the brain by a figure and sank completely into the ocean, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

The great Kendra has fallen.

The good news is that they no longer need to pay the monster.

The bad news is that the sea creatures seem to have suffered a crushing defeat in this battle.

The elders were unsure which piece of news should bring them the most joy.

I can only say that my feelings right now are a mix of emotions.

If the news of the ghostly land people spreads, it will damage the morale of the people of Atlantis.

After all, both the Wang family and these ministers had been promoting the Atlantean people's supremacy to the public.

But now reality slapped these people hard across the face like a shrew, making them realize the gap between them and the land dwellers.

"Gentlemen!"

In the ensuing silence, Nudis spoke first: "There's no time for grief anymore. The result is obvious; we've lost this battle."

He didn't say anything more, but those who play politics are all shrewd and understood what he meant.

Just like in a war between two countries, the losing side usually doesn't fare well.

Ceding territory and paying reparations?

Oh, good news, they are the ocean, and land people cannot live in the sea.

But the remaining compensation issues alone are enough to give these people a headache.

And there's something even more important.

Someone has to take the blame for this, right?

Everyone looked at each other and immediately ruled out Nudis, since the prime minister had initially opposed cooperation with the land, so the blame was being placed on him.

So,

Everyone's gaze swept across the palace, and then, without prior arrangement, fell upon the empty throne.

I think so!

An elderly underwater man with white hair reached out and grasped a scepter, striking the ground with it.

"It's time to begin the elders' council!"

The so-called Council of Elders was a law enacted by the Kingdom of Atlantis to prevent the king from becoming too tyrannical.

When a king is opposed by all the elders, he must step down.

However, this policy of deliberation was never implemented, since every king held military power and no one wanted to die at home for no reason.

But the situation is different now.

The army suffered heavy losses, and even the king was badly beaten. The king even killed the national treasure.

If anyone should be blamed the most, it has to be Om.

This statement immediately drew the agreement of many officials!

"I agree!"

"He's right!"

"His Majesty Om has gone too far!"

These ministers, who dared not utter a word when Om was in power, now jumped out one after another, perfectly embodying the saying "when the wall falls, everyone pushes it down."

The resolution to remove Om from office was quickly passed by a show of hands.

But now, a more pressing issue faces these ministers.

So what is the attitude of people on land now?

If you lose, you have to admit it; if you get beaten, you have to stand at attention.

"Gentlemen," Nudis sighed, "I will go to the battlefield to negotiate with the land people."

The minister, who was concerned about the underwater kingdom, looked helpless. Most of the soldiers had died, and even the national treasure, Kendra, had been killed. If the fighting continued, Atlantis would be gone.

"Okay, okay!"

"As expected of Elder Nudis!"

When the ministers saw that Nudis had taken the initiative to shoulder the responsibility, they all praised him highly.

After all, if it were them, they wouldn't dare to negotiate with the land people.

Just the sight of Gino, who looked so ferocious, made them feel like he could turn them into dried fish with his heat vision at the slightest provocation.

boom!

Before the ministers could react, they heard a tremendous tremor coming from the palace above them.

"What happened?"

The ministers looked around in alarm.

The enormous golden pillars trembled, as if something was knocking on the palace.

The entire palace was in chaos, with panicked soldiers holding weapons and looking around frantically, trying to find the invading enemy.

Is anyone home?

A voice rang out from afar, and everyone looked up to the east in unison.

Outside that vast palace, several figures floated silently in mid-air.

But what surprised everyone even more was that the ever-flowing ocean seemed to be forcibly cleaved aside, bypassing several figures.

The blond youth at the head of the group took a step forward, and the seawater, which stretched for hundreds of meters around them, was forcefully pushed aside.

"My name is Gino Luther, but you can also call me Gino."

The blond boy wore a faint smile, looking like a gentle older brother next door.

But the faces of the underwater people who witnessed the massacre were filled with terror.

Beneath that smile lay the act of a single man slaughtering tens of thousands of well-trained Atlanteans equipped with top-tier weaponry.

"Is this Atlantis?"

Clark stood on the floor decorated with coral shells, his face full of curiosity.

"This place is so beautiful!"

Carla Amélie raised her camera and started taking pictures of her surroundings, as if the solemn and sacred Atlantis was just an interesting tourist attraction to her.

But no one dared to say anything, especially since Gino was carrying a young man whose face was covered in blood and who was barely recognizable as human.

"Oh, by the way, your king seems to be in my hands."

With a flick of his wrist, Gino tossed the barely alive Om into the sea.

As expected of someone of royal blood, Orm's large wounds began to heal at a visible speed the moment his body touched the water, and he was even able to open his mouth and utter some incomprehensible groans.

Seeing the former king sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, the atmosphere in the hall instantly turned icy.

But Gino seemed not to see it, looking around before finally fixing his gaze on the throne in the center of the hall.

The boy's lips curled into a smile: "This chair looks pretty nice, maybe it's comfortable to sit in?"

These words immediately attracted widespread attention.

(End of this chapter)