Shadow of the Beautiful World

Om is losing.

In another viewing room, the dignified King Zebel clenched the coral wine glass in his hand.

He looked down at the increasingly heated battlefield.

Holding a pen beside him, King Curry, who was recording this scene, looked at the battlefield. The great poet of the deep sea shook his head and said with regret:

It's a pity, His Royal Highness Aum could have won, but he was disturbed, which affected his performance.

However, his opponent is extremely determined, and his heart is like a tiger. Even if he is injured, he will not retreat. In addition to his face, it reminds me of those creatures on land.

Young and fierce lion, a lion on his way to the throne!

King Curry sang with poetic grace:

Look, his angry eyes, the blood dripping from his cheeks, his brave fighting posture, and the power that burns like a flame of will contained in every battle cry.

What is it that drives this strange prince to return to his hometown? What is it that drives him to stand on the arena?

Is it hatred?

No, not quite.

It's really a battle of kings.

Of course, this very poetic exclamation is not to everyone's liking.

His Majesty Benbo Erba, who was biting a sea fish, didn't like this kind of soft words very much. The Lobsterman King rudely waved his big pliers.

it says:

Om is a coward! Weak, but he is not afraid of the challenger, he is afraid of the gatekeeper!

A beast-like cold light flashed in the weird eyes of the lobsterman. It glanced at Merlin who was watching the battle not far away, and said:

The gatekeeper stood there and made Orm's legs tremble.

It's like a jellyfish being watched by a shark. It just wants to escape, so how can it fight? But I don't care about that. It doesn't matter to me whether Aum lives or dies!

The lobsterman king smashed the coral table in front of him with his big pliers, and said to the other two kings in a cold tone:

The key!

The key to the ancient city of Atlantis! The gatekeeper promises to give it back to us!

The savage and rude Benboerba said what the three kings were worried about.

Xebel and King Curry looked at each other.

Aum's old father-in-law held a wine glass and coughed lightly. The cunning guy said softly:

I understand what you mean, Your Majesty Benbo Erba, believe me, King Curry and I are also very concerned about this matter, but there is only one key, and we have four kingdoms whoever wants to monopolize the inheritance of the first era It's all impossible.

After the birth of the new king of Atlantis, we plan to form a joint expedition team with the most elite warriors from the four countries and enter the ancient city first.

The lobster man stopped chewing the fish.

It rudely says:

That's not a bad idea, and it sounds fair. But Zebel, you and I both know what's most important!

The Lobster Man snorted and said:

Don't fool me with the legendary story of Sea Emperor Atlanta, even I know that the most precious thing in that ancient city is the holy Neptune Trident forged by Sea Emperor using the secret method left by Poseidon. halberd

It is said that the weapon contains the power of the seven seas, and whoever can get it can become the real king of the seven seas. The whole ocean will obey the command of the king of the seven seas. No one can resist such divine power!

if found it

That kind of fetish, let's find it first.

King Xebel interrupted the lobsterman, and he took the opportunity of drinking to wink at the guards behind him.

He glanced at Orm, who had already started to be beaten by Arthur, and said calmly to his most loyal guard:

Go, tell Mela, tell my daughter.

Her marriage with Aum is cancelled, let her go back to her mother, and discuss the rest after I go back.

Om is losing.

In the third viewing room at the top of the Ring of Fire.

Namor sat on a chair made of coral, with the silver trident in his hand, he carefully looked at the arena below, and in his arms, the White Queen, Ms. Emma, ​​held her head like a small bird. Leaning against Namor's broad chest.

She reached out and stroked Namor's smooth face, she chuckled and said:

Did you expect this scene a long time ago? You let Arthur play because you are sure that your brother will bring you a victory?

Victory is inevitable.

Namor didn't even look at the charming girl in his arms. He looked at the battlefield of the Ring of Fire and said:

Arthur has been accepting challenges from different enemies under the arrangement of Merlin all these years.

From hell's demons, to aliens, to those superheroes, he participated in the New York War as a soldier. Whether it is vision or combat experience, he is far superior to that sissy Aum .”

He was forged by Merlin a long time ago and shaped into a peerless sharp blade. Coupled with what happened to Aunt Atlanta, Arthur's heart is already full of desire and anger to win.

But looking back at Aum, I don't know what kind of feud he has with Merlin, but when Merlin appeared, his mind was obviously in a mess.

He was terrified.

The strength of the two is about the same, but how can he be Arthur's opponent when his mind is disturbed?

Namor's analysis is very accurate.

After all, he is also a master of combat. On the battlefield in the sea, he can even confront Thor.

There is no suspense in the current battle.

Arthur, who kept roaring and wantonly released the pain and anger in his heart, won. Orm only had the power to defend, but how long could he last in the face of Arthur's onslaught?

Are you going to fight your brother?

Emma, ​​who stood up from Namor's arms, suddenly asked:

If your brother wins, you have to fight him if you want to take the throne. Will you show mercy? Namor, maybe I shouldn't have been with you the night before, maybe I should have gone to your young brother of

Of course we will fight.

Namor said:

How can I disappoint Arthur if my brother is eager to fight me?

But I won't lose.

Namor stroked the silver trident in his hand. He raised his head and looked at Emma. The next moment, he roughly grabbed Emma's neck and pulled her towards him.

After a passionate kiss that lasted several seconds, he patted the slender waist of Emma, ​​the White Queen, whose breath was fluttering and her cheeks flushed.

He said:

Go and change, you are going to attend my coronation.

As a queen!

Emma patted Namor's face coquettishly, then straightened her messy clothes and walked out of the viewing room.

In the eyes of the White Queen, a smile bloomed.

As the leader of the Hellfire Club, she doesn't care about concepts such as chastity, but if her body is valuable, then she must properly consider its ownership.

Of course, her vision is not low enough to be attracted by a queen.

After all, Emma is also a person who does great things. She knows that there is no relationship between herself and Namor. The reason why they are in the current relationship is just cooperation.

Or called mutual use.

The Hellfire Club will help Namor complete the transformation of the ancient kingdom, and in exchange, when the Hellfire Club needs it, Namor will also command the Undersea Legion to fight for them!

After walking out of the viewing room, Emma looked around, raised her wrist, and said to the bracelet inlaid with dark red gemstones:

Namor is one of us too, but I haven't heard any good news from Cyclops yet.

You said you would give us hope of defeating Apocalypse, but unfortunately, I can't see it yet!

I'll urge you one last time. I didn't pay so much to play games with you. Before the apocalypse wakes up, I must see your sincerity!

The raven is less than 1,000 meters away from me. If you don't respond again, I'll go and confess everything to him.

The White Queen's tone became colder:

Still speaking? My dear Mr. Sinister

enough!

A gloomy voice sounded in Emma's mind, he said:

Madeleine and Scott's son is about to be born and I can't be distracted right now. That baby will be the hope against the apocalypse. I've said it many times.

When he returns from the future, we won't lose!

Also, don't be stupid, do you think Raven can't hear who you're talking to? He's just being held back by more important things, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to ants like you and me.

You'd better not take the initiative to provoke him! You big-breasted and brainless woman! Enjoy your queen life.

1000 meters away.

In front of the viewing platform, a smile appeared on the corner of Merlin's mouth.

He snapped his fingers and said:

Apocalypse?

The first mutant is interesting.

Orm is going to lose.

The handsome prince fought back with all his strength, but facing Arthur, who was like a tiger and completely overwhelmed him in terms of momentum, there was very little he could do.

On the arena of the Ring of Fire, which had been mostly destroyed, with disheveled hair, he frantically swung the trident in his hand, and thousands of tons of force were thrown at Arthur.

But the latter did not evade.

He roared, holding the golden trident with both hands, like holding a supremely sharp and heavy war knife.

Aum's expression changed suddenly after he slashed without defense and only focused on offense.

This lunatic has no defense against the trident that was thrown at him.

According to the actions of the two, the next moment, Arthur will be pierced by the silver trident, and Orm himself will be cut in half by the trident that Arthur chopped down.

There was no fear in Arthur's lion-like eyes.

This lunatic is simply aiming at his death.

But is Aum willing to die like this?

His throne, his desire, his ambition

ah!

At the moment of life and death, countless lights and shadows flashed across Aum's heart.

The Ocean Prince finally turned his body while roaring, and the trident that stabbed at Arthur was withdrawn, held by Aum with both hands, and blocked the prince's head.

kuang

The golden trident hit the center of Orm's weapon the next moment.

Trident, this is the king weapon of the sea people.

From Poseidon to the present, every king will only use this weapon.

It has amazing destructive power and great lethality, taking into account all the advantages of spears and sharp blades.

Orm's weapon comes from his father, King Owax, and it is a magical weapon made for the king by the best craftsmen on the seabed, but Arthur's trident comes from Merlin.

Made of vibration gold and Uru gold, it is heavy with indestructible hardness.

It is the strongest of all metals known to the world.

boom

Aum's legs fell to his knees on the gladiator stand under the huge blow, the stones under his knees cracked with a heavy sound, and the trident in his hand cracked together.

Cut off from the center by Arthur's weapon, the golden sharp blade scraped Aum's helmet all the way down, and finally pierced into the stone in front of Aum's eyes.

boom

The last remaining platform was shattered by the savage blow.

The heavy helmet on top of Orm's head fell on both sides of his body like a smoothly sliced ​​apple.

Arthur withdrew his strength at the last moment.

The sharp trident didn't hurt Aum's handsome face, but cut off his long hair. The long silver hair was floating in the water, and Aum's future was chopped together with the hair.

His ambition, his glory, everything he desires.

In the shining golden arc, they were all cut off.

you lose!

Arthur let go of his weapon panting, he squatted in front of the stunned Orm, and he stretched out his hand towards him.

Brother, it's over.

All grievances, all entanglements, all pains are over.

Come with me, I'll take you to meet our cousin

Then, serve your allegiance to the new king.

Orm looked at the hand stretched out in front of him. Arthur's hand was covered with blood, both his own and Orm's. The hand was dirty and full of battle scars.

he called his brother

He seemed to think that letting him go would make him grateful for him.

No!

No! ! !

Snapped

Arthur's outstretched hand was opened by Orm.

The defeated prince raised his head proudly, closed his eyes, and said to Arthur:

You'll never be my brother, you're just a stain

Exercise your victor's power, enforce your ancient traditions, and bring the news of victory to the gods with blood.

kill me!

Arthur stood up, he looked at Orm who wanted to die.

He felt the pain when his hand was slapped away just now, not only the pain of the wound, but also the pain of the soul.

At this moment, Arthur was suddenly a little dull.

The cheers around him were so harsh to his ears.

He can defeat Orm with his strength, but how can he use his strength to make his brother go astray?

Beat him up again?

whispering sound

Arthur shook his head, grabbed his trident, turned around and walked towards the center of the broken platform, and said to Orm who was kneeling behind him:

That's your tradition!

not mine.

You will always be my younger brother. No one can change this. Mother won't want to see us killing each other. For her sake, you can go away! Aum.

Get out of here forever, or stay here and watch Namor really change this rotten country

What a real king should do is definitely not just start a war

You'll see.