I Am the King of the Seven Seas
Chapter 123: I am the King of the Seven Seas
Nereus called out urgently. With his daughter's ability to control water currents, she would be here in an instant.
At the front of the army, Orm looked at his future beautiful queen.
"Father, you should surrender. You cannot defeat him."
In the seawater, Mera glanced at David, then bit her lip. Instead of escaping, she said something that surprised everyone.
"Daughter, what nonsense are you spewing?"
Nereus's eyes widened as he glared furiously at David. "Land dweller, what did you do to my daughter?"
Orm's expression turned displeased. In front of his countless subjects and his future queen, she was actually trying to persuade them to surrender to the enemy. How could he accept this? He turned and slowly gave an order to the army.
"Be careful. When we begin fighting, do not harm my queen. Her mind has been controlled by the enemy."
"Father, what he's holding is the lost Trident of Poseidon."
What was seen today was an unprecedented union of three Atlantean armies. However, after witnessing the battle between David and Karasen, Mera, after struggling internally, did not believe the Atlantean tribe had any chance of winning. If defeat was inevitable, it was better not to start a major war, anger David, and face a massacre.
"He is the chosen King of the Seven Seas!"
"The Trident of Poseidon?"
Several people looked in surprise at the trident in David's hand, which seemed forged from brilliant gold. The gazes of other Atlanteans also turned towards the weapon in that figure's hand. The legend of the Trident of Poseidon had been circulating among the Atlantean tribe for a long time.
"Whoever obtains the Trident of Poseidon, with its power to control the sea, can become the King of the Seven Seas, rule the oceans once more, and gain supreme imperial power..."
The Atlantean civilians and soldiers below all remembered that legend. "Is that the Trident of Poseidon! The strongest treasure our tribe lost for thousands of years!"
"..." Everyone was shocked, murmuring amongst themselves.
"That trident is fake. How could a land dweller like him be recognized by the Trident of Poseidon?"
A cold glint flashed in Orm's eyes. Unhurriedly, he waved his hand and ordered, "Take down this criminal who dares to provoke the great Atlantean tribe!"
Everyone snapped back to reality, realizing something was amiss. David was wearing land dweller clothes and seemed to resist contact with seawater, not resembling an Atlantean at all. The Trident of Poseidon had been lost for thousands of years, becoming a legend. How could it be so easily found by an outsider?
"Attack!"
Nereus and the King of the Fisherman Kingdom also gave orders simultaneously.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Laser guns fired. A dense mass of Atlantean warriors, armed and ready, surged towards David like a school of sharks.
"You keep calling me a contemptible land dweller. Have you forgotten that your ancestors were also land dwellers!"
David gently swung the trident. The seawater violently churned, as if the ocean itself was enraged, unleashing world-shattering power. Raging currents were born at the seabed, surging and wreaking havoc.
The Atlanteans, whose bodies were comparable to steel, were sent flying. The massive and terrifying military formation instantly became scattered and in disarray, looking utterly pathetic. The Atlantean soldiers crashed heavily into the city's buildings, clutching their wounds and looking at the center where they had surrounded in terror.
"The ocean is being mobilized like an army. Could... could that be the real Trident of Poseidon!" It was exactly as described in the legends. The watching civilians erupted in excitement. The Trident of Poseidon, lost for thousands of years, had reappeared. Could this person truly be the chosen one?
"Do you still want to continue?"
Under everyone's gaze, David had shattered the combined armies of the three Atlantean nations with a single blow. He asked softly! Amidst the violent tremors.
Above the last city, only a few dozen nobles, who barely possessed a sliver of royal blood, were spared from being blown away. Orm lowered his arms that had been shielding him from the oscillating water waves, his eyes filled with a mixture of shock and fury. He glared at David like a killer whale about to devour its prey.
He could feel that power, the power of the true Trident.
"He must have tricked Vico and hidden the real recorder.
But how did he get the Trident's recognition!"
Nereus's face was filled with shock. He looked at his daughter hesitantly, asking with his eyes what was going on. Mera shook her head forcefully, her face etched with pain, signaling her father to stop resisting.
"The Trident!"
The King of the Fishermen's Kingdom, who had been displeased with David earlier, exclaimed in shock and confusion, unsure of what to do.
"Great..."
While everyone was in shock and confusion, Mera seized the opportunity and took a step forward, wanting to persuade her kin and subjects to lay down their weapons. But she suddenly realized she didn't even know the name of this powerful man.
"His Majesty, the great new King, that is the genuine Trident in his hand.
I witnessed it myself, he obtained the Trident by passing the trial of defeating the deep-sea monster Karasen!"
Mera paused slightly, then shouted with urgency, her brow furrowed.
She wanted to convey to her people just how powerful and terrifying this man before them was.
"Karasen!"
An ancient legend, as renowned as the Trident of Poseidon, a monstrous sea beast comparable in size to an island, which could destroy cities as easily as breathing.
Everyone's faces changed drastically.
The King of the Fishermen's Kingdom hesitated. Gazing at the Trident radiating golden light, he retracted his combat stance against an enemy.
Nereus believed his anxious daughter wasn't lying and was filled with indecision.
"After thousands of years, even if Karasen is still alive, it must be in a greatly weakened state."
Orm, mistaking his two allies' hesitation for fear, waved his hand, ordering his elite warriors to attack, and then quickly tried to persuade them.
"Orm, the one recognized by the Trident of Poseidon is the King who rules the Seven Seas. This is an ancient legend and the law of the throne."
The King of the Fishermen's Kingdom's tone was rigid. He, who had shown slight respect to Orm earlier, now looked at him as a sinner on the verge of defiance, issuing a veiled warning.
A king recognized by the Trident was not comparable to Orm, whose throne was merely nominal, inherited through bloodline.
Swish!
The twenty-odd elite noble warriors who had charged forward with enough strength to easily sink a warship were blasted back with even greater speed by an overwhelming surge of ocean currents. They crashed through the royal palace, falling heavily onto the ground, their bones broken and bodies mangled, unable to rise.
Facing their attack, David had simply waved the Trident lightly, displaying an astonishing power.
However, he had also incorporated some gravity manipulation.
"Lay down your weapons, Orm!"
Nereus, who had still held a sliver of hesitation, instantly adopted a cold demeanor. He pointed the Trident directly at Orm.
"A bunch of cowards and good-for-nothings!"
Orm roared in anger. He swung the Trident, sending Nereus flying like a torpedo in water. The tip of the trident pointed directly at David, his eyes fierce and his aura imposing!
"It's just an inanimate object.
Even if possessing it makes one the King of the Seven Seas, that person should be me!"
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