The New King? Seeking Death!
Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean.
Elite Atlantean warriors, riding ferocious beasts resembling giant lobsters, patrolled vigilantly outside a deserted deep-sea palace.
Inside the palace, seven magnificent statues, tens of meters tall, converged their weapons at a single point.
Beneath the weapons lay rows of ancient, seaweed-covered thrones.
"King Nereus.
What urgent matter requires my presence?"
Orm, with his golden hair and black battle armor, drifted through the water. Every movement exuded an innate nobility and majesty, his tall frame seemingly harboring a power that even the ocean feared.
The current King of Atlantis wore a slight frown of impatience.
The location of this meeting greatly displeased him. This was where the King of Atlantis used to convene the royal council, back when the Trident of Poseidon was not yet lost.
The King of Atlantis was truly the King of the Seven Seas, and no one dared disobey his commands.
Even though he disdained the monstrous races besides Atlantis and Xebel, considering them unworthy of being called Atlanteans.
"An urgent, major event has occurred, forcing me to summon you here."
Nereus's expression was grim, so dark it seemed water could drip from it.
The two would soon be father-in-law and son-in-law. However, their tones held no hint of such a relationship, perhaps because neither truly valued the arranged marriage, placing more importance on the changes it would bring.
"My daughter has been abducted from the royal palace."
"Mera?!"
Upon hearing that his fiancée was in trouble, Orm looked up, his expression one of rage.
"Who within the Seven Seas dares abduct my fiancée!"
Although he had agreed to the marriage to gain Nereus's support and truly reclaim the Seven Seas for royal authority, he couldn't deny his considerable fondness for Mera, his childhood friend and the most beautiful pearl of the deep ocean.
Most importantly, the entire Seven Seas knew Mera was Orm's fiancée.
"I do not know.
However, the person who abducted my daughter left a message for you."
Nereus gestured, and a disheveled Vico was brought in, escorted by Xebel warriors.
"Orm.
The one who kidnapped Mera left a message.
They said to prepare yourself, for when he returns, Atlantis will have a new king."
Under Nereus's cold gaze, Vico dejectedly relayed the message.
He had been completely dragged into this unwillingly, but it no longer mattered. His plan, in conjunction with Mera, to have Arthur return to the sea and ascend the throne had been dashed.
That powerful young man, like a shark entering weak waters, had disrupted everything, making the future course of this ocean uncertain.
"A new king?
Seeking death!"
Upon hearing these words, fury flared in Orm's eyes. The killing intent radiating from him made people tremble. He clenched his fist, and ripples of water spread outwards.
The sea beasts patrolling outside the palace cried out in unease and fear, like small fish sensing an enraged whale.
"The King of Atlantis cannot be challenged.
No matter who he is, I will tear him to shreds!"
"Go and muster the army! Even if you have to turn the Seven Seas upside down, find him for me!"
The abduction of his fiancée, with whom he was to be married soon, was an undeniable fact. The King of the Seven Seas, in his rage, issued his command. The warriors outside the palace, trembling, lowered their heads and accepted the order before departing.
"Vico, what exactly happened? How did you end up in Xebel?"
This matter could not possibly be the doing of Nereus, who had initiated the alliance. Orm's eyes shot towards Vico like cold lightning, his voice low and furious.
He wanted to know the detailed sequence of events.
Who was this audacious, fearless individual who dared to provoke him!
...
At the bottom of the deep-sea trench.
A dazzling and mysterious vortex of magical power lay before them, its purpose unknown.
Mera couldn't understand the source of the man's confidence, as if he had personally witnessed the Trident of Poseidon within it.
"Wait a moment, did you say the Kraken, Karasen, is in there?"
She suddenly remembered something, and her body trembled.
"That sea monster, Karasen, whom even the first King of Atlantis, wielding the Trident of Poseidon, feared greatly?"
Mera's bright eyes widened. She turned to flee, but where could she escape within David's force field?
David calmly manipulated his gravity shield and dove headfirst into the vortex of blue light.
For an instant, the world spun.
It felt like time and space were shifting.
Shu!
Without warning, in a calm, shallow blue water area.
A shield appeared.
Huo!
The water churned as a twenty-meter-long plesiosaur, its massive body propelled by a thick, powerful tail, swam rapidly towards him, opening its cavernous maw filled with dagger-like teeth.
Seeing a dinosaur that should have only existed in the Cretaceous period, David glanced at it with curiosity.
Like an crocodile exerting force to roll over, stirring up a large area of the seabed, the ferocious deep-sea hunter bit down, but it felt like biting into a high-density rubber ball; it couldn't break through or get to the two small creatures.
It was as if they were fixed in space, twisting and turning but unable to be moved even slightly.
Soon, the small creatures in its eyes unleashed a power it could not comprehend.
David pointed a finger. The water flow, which it could usually easily push aside with a flick of its fin, became as rigid and solid as steel, and an immense force compressed it inward.
The plesiosaur's eyes widened in incomprehensible terror. The next second, its skull was crushed like a brittle biscuit, blood seeping from its mouth and sinking into the seabed.
Without even looking at the effect of his distant squeeze, David broke through the ocean surface and ascended.
In mid-air, pterosaurs soared past. It was a magnificent small world, but above him was not the sky, but clusters of glowing crystals.
"Where is this?"
Mera was stunned. Is this a cave?
But how could a cave be so vast, stretching as far as the eye could see, with islands, mountains, and even a sea?
"This is the Hollow Earth."
David scanned below. A group of small raptors ran across the island's beach.
Dinosaurs, long extinct outside, still existed in this Hollow Earth.
A female figure emerged from a reef cave, holding a harpoon. She wore a full set of armor made from the fish skin of Trench dwellers, and graying long hair was visible beneath her helmet.
She cautiously hid behind a rock, observing the two who had suddenly appeared in the Hollow Earth.
"The Hollow Earth?
Is that… a person?"
Mera glimpsed the figure and said uncertainly.
For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity with the eyes peeking out from under the helmet, and she frowned.
David lowered his protective shield and stepped onto the beach.
"You… you're Mera?"
The figure, recognizing Mera from her naturally red hair and features that vaguely resembled her childhood appearance, stepped out of the cave in surprise.
"Who are you?
How do you know my name?"
Mera didn't understand how someone living in this secluded little world knew her, but the person's voice felt strangely familiar.
The female figure removed her helmet, revealing her face: an aged face with exquisite features, wrinkles etched around her eyes, but her youthful beauty was still undeniable.
"Queen!"
Mera exclaimed.
She had just seen someone who was supposed to be dead – Atlanna, the Late Queen of Atlantis.
"Weren't you sacrificed to the Trench dwellers?"
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