Chapter 115: Go Back and Tell Your King
Chapter 114: Go Tell Your King
It wasn't Mera?
Who else among the Atlanteans could control water currents?
Vico reacted with lightning speed, trying to snatch back the recorder that held the clues to The Trident of Poseidon. But the water current, like a giant hand, grabbed the recorder and swiftly moved it towards a figure.
A man, tall and handsome, with a physique like a classical Greek sculpture, stood with one hand behind his back, slowly reaching out to catch the recorder.
"The Trident that can make Atlantis submit if it grants recognition?"
"Who are you?"
Mera, startled like a fish, grew wary. Currents swirled beneath her hands, poised to unleash a devastating blow at any moment.
This was her royal chambers as the Princess of Xebel, not a public park. How could a stranger appear here so casually?
David cast a casual glance at the guards by the entrance, who had been knocked unconscious by the water at some point.
"Give it back to me!"
Vico roared, lunging at David with a punch.
That recorder carried his hope of fulfilling the Late Queen's dying wish.
Though not of Atlantean royal blood, Vico possessed an undeniable noble lineage. His physical strength surpassed that of a blue whale. With a slight movement, ripples spread through the water, his body moving like a torpedo launched from the deep sea.
But David merely glanced at him.
The gravity of the water suddenly intensified.
*BOOM!*
Vico slammed into the palace floor, cracking it like a spiderweb, as if an aircraft carrier had landed on him.
His head was pressed firmly against the ground, unable to move even a finger. He cast a sidelong glance at the mysterious figure above and spoke with difficulty.
"Who... who are you!"
Under the immense gravity, even speaking required all his strength.
But David had no intention of answering his question.
*WHOOSH!*
The water currents converged like a coiling python, suddenly lashing out at David.
Seeing the intruder's overwhelming power, and the elder who had taught her combat skills in her childhood pinned to the ground, Mera's heart tightened. She quickly launched an attack against the foreign enemy who had invaded her palace.
She could manipulate the form of water currents, altering their density and hardness.
Even the weakest stream could slice through steel and shatter city walls in her hands!
But with a mere raise of David's hand, she instantly lost control of the water. The currents immediately dispersed.
"Impossible!"
Mera recoiled in shock, looking at her own hands. Her control over the water had been so easily stripped away.
She felt like a child fighting a giant for a toy; he had taken her control with the slightest effort.
*HUMMM!*
Another invisible gravity field spread out.
Under the crushing pressure, the water churned, and Mera's chest tightened. She was forced to her knees.
Faced with this stranger, she felt immense humiliation. She struggled to rise, but it felt like a mountain was pressing down on her, impossible to resist.
"Stop struggling."
David toyed with the recorder in his hand, then casually crushed it.
The fragments floated in the seawater.
"No!"
Vico cried out.
"What have you done? That was the only clue to finding The Trident of Poseidon!"
He desperately tried to get up, but was powerless.
The only hope of Arthur, the son of the Late Queen, ascending to the throne was now destroyed.
Mera, her red hair fanned out, looked at David with bewilderment, unable to comprehend his actions. If not for the clue to The Trident, why would this person suddenly appear and defeat them?
"This recorder is of no use to me."
David spoke.
"I already know where The Trident of Poseidon is.
I just never needed it, so I haven't gone to get it."
This recorder pointed to a lost kingdom, one of the seven underwater kingdoms of Atlantis, and a ruined palace in the Sahara Desert, which had once been an ocean.
There, one would find a bottle, which would then point to Sicily, Italy.
"Place the bottle on the statue of the first Roman Emperor on the island. Looking out at the sea from the bottle's mouth will reveal the final location—a trench where a clan of Trench dwellers lives."
The Trident of Poseidon is there.
This log was inconsequential to David; destroying it was merely a way to prevent anyone else from obtaining clues, as he didn't want his treasure hunt to be disturbed.
Hearing this faint tone, Vico's face showed shock. Who was this person, and was what he said true?
He had known the whereabouts of the Trident of Poseidon, which controlled the seven underwater kingdoms, but since he didn't need it, he left it there?
"Heh..."
The red-haired princess, forced to her knees but still defiant, let out a cold laugh.
"What, you don't believe me?"
David raised an eyebrow.
He reached out and, with a grab, a hand formed from water tightly gripped Mera's neck, lifting her up.
"Let go of me!"
Mera desperately tried to break free with all her might, but the water hand gripping her neck felt like high-density alloy, and her powers were like weak mud and sand, unable to penetrate it at all. Held by the water hand, she was like a captured bird, brought to David's side.
"Go back and tell Orm.
I have his fiancée. Have him summon all Atlanteans."
Ignoring Mera, who was struggling futilely beside him, David glanced at Vico on the ground.
"When I return, Atlantis will have a new king!"
His faint tone implied a foregone conclusion, showing no regard for the King of Atlantis.
"Don't go!"
Vico tried his best to get up and save Mera.
"Release Princess Mera!"
David, with Mera's neck held by the water, flew out of the palace in full view of everyone. A group of royal guards spotted him, charging forward with spears and shouting.
He waved his hand casually.
Gravity waves spread out, and over a dozen elite Atlantean warriors were sent flying backward like kicked balls, crashing through the palace walls.
For Atlantis, David planned to execute the same plan as for Themyscira.
To rule them, but to make them resentful and powerless against his rule.
"Even the wisest king cannot make his subjects think of him every single day."
David slowly flew over the kingdom's skies.
Towers and tall buildings resembling unique, luminous jellyfish stood tall underwater, with shuttle-like underwater trains occasionally traveling between the advanced and developed cities.
"But conversely, humiliated and oppressed subjects will always wish for the tyrant oppressing them to die!"
He wasn't that tyrannical; it was enough for the Atlanteans to harbor resentment.
"Invader, release the princess!"
A host of kingdom warriors, riding shark-like deep-sea creatures, charged forward, brandishing spears and holding long spears.
Buzz buzz!
Without even looking, waves of gravity waves emanated from him.
In the deep sea filled with water, distinct, massive ripples appeared, like unstoppable waves. The charging Atlantean warriors were blown away like fallen leaves in an autumn wind.
It was like an underwater earthquake, the entire city vibrating.
"By Neptune, is that Princess Mera!"
Countless terrified Atlanteans looked up and saw a figure holding their princess, swaggering away. Wherever he passed, he was like an unstoppable deity, and no one could even get close.
Mera also stopped struggling in shock, looking at the man in land dweller's clothes with surprise, amazed at his immense power!
"Daughter!"
Having been informed, the majestic-faced King of Xebel, riding a giant seahorse, urgently pursued, only catching sight of the receding figure.
A disheveled Vico emerged from Mera's palace, clutching his chest.
"Vico, what is going on!"
Seeing Vico where he shouldn't be, King Nereus of Xebel immediately suspected him and questioned him furiously.
Having left the City of Atlantis.
David no longer deliberately slowed down; his speed suddenly increased dramatically. Even in the deep sea capable of crushing steel, his speed easily reached an astonishing ten times the speed of sound!
He looked back at the rapidly shrinking City of Atlantis.
"I've already shown a bit of my strength, and combined with the words I left behind.
When I return with the Trident of Poseidon, Orm and Mera's father will likely have mobilized all available Atlanteans from their respective kingdoms and be ready."
"That should save me a lot of trouble in one go."
Regarding Mera, the protagonist and she wouldn't have much of a relationship.
Everyone really didn't need to have too much dislike for Mera because of a certain actress. Mera was created as a popular female character in American comics in the 1960s, back when that actress's mother wasn't even born yet. It feels a bit sad.
Long before that actress, Mera was already a popular female character in American comics.
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