American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 390: Allen was defeated in one move

The moment you step into the palace.

Directly in front of him, David saw a charred corpse sitting on the throne, holding a broken trident in both hands.

The dark surface of the trident was covered with green cracks, and it seemed that it was about to break.

"Artifact!"

David couldn't control his excitement for a moment.

This is the Dark Trident that he has longed to use to destroy Atlantis.

In fact, it has another name, the Scepter of the Death King.

Without hesitation, he quickened his pace and stepped forward, grasping the broken trident with both hands.

Suddenly, David's face was filled with pain, and green fluorescence spread in his blood vessels and meridians, quickly spreading along his arms to his entire body.

In just a few breaths, it had invaded the head, and the area around the eye sockets was densely entangled like a spider web, especially the eyes, which were glowing green.

In an instant, a large number of images and memories emerged in David's mind.

Quietly digest the information conveyed by the Dark Trident.

Among them are the memories of the previous owner, the Dead King, through which one can learn a truth hidden in the long river of history.

However, for a human being, it is completely useless.

Finally, before the memory scene ended, he saw a huge black shadow outside the human world. It had no facial features and no body. There was only a human outline. The only feature was the crown on its head that looked like five fingers.

David realized that the source of the Dark Trident's power came from a huge black shadow, which was a god beyond the human world.

"Hou Lixie, you're a little late. The treasure chest was opened by the black guy first."

Alan, who broke into the palace, said angrily: "ET, give me the harpoon of the little fishman Yuan Hua, or I will beat you and turn you into a red-skinned black ghost."

Hand over the Dark Trident?
How can it be!

David now feels extremely strong, his whole body filled with the power from the evil god.

"If you want it, come and get it yourself."

As he spoke, David put the two halves of the trident together.

In an instant, a terrifying aura radiated from the Dark Trident in all directions.

David's green eyes were filled with evil.

“It’s great to glow green.”

Alan pushed forward from his waist, and a green light shot out, directly materializing a set of Lantern suits on his body, and a green hat on his head. He said confidently: "If you want to live a decent life, at least have some green on your head."

"..."

David looked at the green light on Alan's body with a little doubt, and couldn't help wondering if it was some kind of divine power.

However, as a pirate who had been plundering the ocean for years, he had not set foot in America for a long time and naturally did not know the specific abilities of the Green Lantern.

Besides, Green Lantern is still alive, and no one can imagine the existence of another Green Lantern.

Of course, Alan is actually the Lantern.

"Kun's Fist, Chicken..."

As Allen pushed his waist forward, the spectral power materialized into a fist and hit the target.

At this moment, with the power of the evil god, David was not afraid at all and swung the trident easily.

In a collision, the green fist was smashed into smoke.

“How shameful.”

The attack was fruitless. Allen covered his lower body with a shield, his cheeks flushed with shyness, and he said coquettishly: "You are the first man in the world to break the giant python of Kun."

Huh…

David suddenly felt nauseous.

Damn it, why are you, a grown man, shy?

"Grandpa, why are you blushing?"

At this moment, Morgan dragged T'Challa over, and Namor also rushed over with him. He looked at the Dark Trident with vigilance, and his face suddenly changed. He reminded loudly: "He got the power of the evil god!"

However, Morgan turned a blind eye, stared at Alan's face with an innocent look, and asked seriously: "Grandpa, are you not feeling well?" "Men always feel uncomfortable for a few days." Alan turned his head away shyly.

"Where does it hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?" Morgan asked nervously.

"It's okay, I'm feeling better now."

Allen put on a righteous expression, revoked the materialization ability of the Ghost Lantern Ring, and shouted: "Captain Lao Deng is online, everyone, don't let the black-skinned sissy go."

"Can you please let me go first?"

T'Challa's voice sounded hesitant and confused.

He was used as a weapon to beat up the enemies outside the palace, and it took him a while to recover.

"Excuse me."

Morgan let go of his hand awkwardly and said, "It's quite easy for you to use it."

Thank you so much.

T'Challa felt like crying but had no tears.

Sure enough, if you stay around a madman, you will definitely become a madman.

Fortunately, the one who should be feeling bad is Iron Man Tony. After all, Morgan is his beloved daughter.

At this time, David raised the Dark Trident and pointed it at Namor, saying with contempt: "When I pick it up, I will also get the memories of the Dead King."

Hearing this, Namor's face darkened.

"Namor, your ancestor came to power illegitimately and betrayed the King of Death, thus stealing the throne of Atlantis, forcing the King of Death to sacrifice himself and his followers to gain the power of darkness." David laughed coldly, "Before he died, the King of Death had a request that his successor must kill the descendants of the traitor to appease his resentment, and you are the only descendant of the traitor."

Three pairs of eyes looked at Namor at the same time, as if asking whether it was true.

But the answer can be found from his expression.

"Pirate King, is it your tradition in Atlantis to usurp the throne?" Alan asked curiously.

Namor's ancestor seized the throne from the King of the Dead, and Aquaman's grandfather seized the throne that should have belonged to Namor. It seems that the Atlantis nobles are born to like backstabbing the king.

By the way, Aquaman also seized the kingship of Orm.

The traditional arts have not been lost and have been passed on very well.

"It's important to do the right thing."

Namor is not interested in dialectical history, but is completely focused on the Dark Trident.

This is a terrible weapon that can bring endless disasters.

At that time, more than half of the Atlantis soldiers were sacrificed.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

Suddenly, David slammed the dark trident into the ground, and a surging black tide swept across the entire palace.

"I can't see, who turned off the lights?" Alan shouted.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, David did not launch a sneak attack, but quickly fled the palace.

He had obtained the artifact not long ago and had not yet fully mastered the use of the divine power. Moreover, in the memories he had obtained, the Death King had not forged the artifact for a long time, allowing the traitor to seal it.

As for revenge for Death, he had never thought about it at all. He was only thinking about killing Aquaman as soon as possible to vent his hatred.

Running wildly in the corridor outside the palace, David looked back and saw four people escaping from the black tide and chasing them out.

He subconsciously brandished the Dark Trident and unleashed the power of the evil god.

Click click click...

The ice cracked and all the dead trapped in the ice revived, trying to break free from the glacier to gain freedom.

One of the abilities of the Dark Trident is to revive corpses and transform them into an army of undead.

At the same time, the glacier showed signs of collapse as the undead struggled.

"Evacuate immediately."

David did not forget to remind his surviving men.

(End of this chapter)