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That's... Arthur!

Yes, Nereus didn't think too much, and was going to tell him everything Mela told him.

the reason is simple,

They are the people of Poseidon, the king of the sea, and they are descendants of gods, so they should follow Poseidon.

Not a lost royal bloodline that hasn't even got the golden trident yet.

What's more, this royal blood is a hybrid of Atlantis and surface people... .

Daughter, I'm sorry!

It's not that I don't want to agree to you, nor that I want to deceive you, but that the opponent is too scary, and I have no choice!

Nereus sighed deeply, and directly gave up another plan in his mind.

After all, at this time, anyone who is smart knows how to choose.

As an old fox, how could Nereus not know what is the right choice?

Anyway, even the victim Atlantis is willing to accept the enemy's jurisdiction, so what can't he accept?

As Poseidon approached, Nereus was completely convinced of his thoughts.

Appearance can be deceiving, but divine power and blood aura cannot be deceived.

Nor can the joy of the sea be deceived.

This is the creator of the descendants of Atlantis, Sea King Poseidon!

Then,

When Mela was still immersed in the fact that she had just completed a "correct" answer, Nereus took a deep breath, and led his men to kneel down to those who came, "Nereus, lead all the soldiers of the Xabel Kingdom, to our God pays the most reverent respect!"

Mela was dumbfounded!

She didn't realize at all why things were going differently than she thought.

Her father, King Nereus of the Zebel Kingdom, actually brought all his subordinates to kneel down.

What about uniting Arthur to repel the invaders?

"Father..4.0."

"Meera, kneel down!" Nereus' face was serious, and the manipulator, Shuiliu, forcibly pressed down on Meera, paying respects to the people who came.

"This is our creator, the first sea king, Poseidon!"

"Huh? Poseidon!" Mela's expression changed upon hearing this.

Although Nereus had done enough etiquette, Poseidon still didn't express his satisfaction, but turned his head to look backward.

At this moment, another figure walked slowly, surrounded by several people.

"Nereus, congratulations on making the right choice!"

Before the figure approached, the ethereal and distant voice came one step ahead.

Nereus couldn't help clenching his fists, and a feeling called fear arose spontaneously.

Sure enough, there are more powerful gods behind Poseidon!

He almost led the Zebel Kingdom to the abyss of destruction! .

Chapter 320 Nereus, who turned around and sold women, the kingdom of God was established

the other side.

In a small town on the Atlantic coast.

A burly man was drinking heavily at the bar.

He is another son of Atlanta, Arthur Curry.

Although the others were also drinking heavily, they glanced at him from time to time.

It's not about harboring some bad thoughts, it's out of respect.

Arthur is often active in the ocean by virtue of his ability to sneak underwater without hindering his breathing, saving one after another those who fell into the water.

His image was circulated by the people.

His bravery is remembered.

Perhaps his reputation is not obvious, far less well-known than Superman and Batman.

But for fishermen and their relatives who depend on the sea for food, Arthur has a reputation far beyond Batman and Superman.

Because Superman's eyes are only on Metropolis, Batman's justice is limited to Gotham.

And the coast is Arthur's territory.

Day after day he protects the helpless drowning man without asking for anything in return.

Arthur noticed the other people's gazes, and he didn't care because the scene was too common to be worth the distraction.

Moreover, he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

Poseidon's blood not only endowed him with the power to control the sea, but also endowed him with physical fitness far beyond ordinary people.

Not to mention a few ordinary people, even if it is an airplane or cannon, 31 is just a pile of scrap iron.

At this time, several big men on other tables pointed at Arthur. Just as they were about to stand up and approach, Arthur's eyes were suddenly attracted by the TV news hanging on the beam.

In the picture, the submarine channel on the surface of the Atlantic Ocean is rapidly closing.

At the end of the passage, the picture of the suspected palace group flashed away.

Arthur's eyes flickered slightly, "Is that the Atlantis that Vico said?"

"An accident occurred in the Atlantic Ocean? What is the submarine channel?"

For some reason, Arthur always felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, and something left him repeatedly.

Vico had been instilling the idea of ​​Atlana in him before, and hoped that he could go back and defeat Orm and win the title of Ocean Lord.

But Arthur refused every time.

Because he was very strange to Atlantis, even to Atlanna.

All he knew was that if it weren't for the Atlanteans, his father wouldn't have been drinking all the time.

The family is dilapidated.

Therefore, even though Vico said a lot and taught a lot, it didn't make him change his mind.

He didn't want to get involved in anything about Atlantis at all.

just this time

There seems to be an accident.

Arthur downed the wine in one gulp, ignored the few people who were about to move, got up and walked out.

At this time, the door of the bar opened.

A familiar face appeared in Arthur's eyes.

"Finally found you, Arthur, Atlantis needs your strength!"

...

seabed.

Su Hai is sitting on the throne that belongs to Aum.

And on his left are Amazon warriors headed by Hippolyta.

And on his right hand are the descendants of Atlantis headed by Nereus, including other ministers of Atlantis.

At the top of the right hand, Poseidon stood there with a blank face, like a needle that stabilized the sea, so that the Atlanteans could not raise any thoughts at all, and all of them stood upright.

After all, even their king stood there respectfully, how dare they be lazy and slack.

"God King, I have an important matter to report to you. It is related to the Trident that Atlantis has lost for many years, and the traitor of Atlantis, the former council member Vico."

Nereus looked left and right, and finally made up his mind to tell the information he had just obtained.

"Father, you..." Mela looked over with unbelievable eyes.

Good guy, she used this information to try to gain Nereus' trust in order to fight against the invaders.

The results of it?

Not only did Nereus turn around and join the other party, but he was going to take credit for the information she told!

What a mess!

Mela couldn't believe it was her father.

But looking back, he realized that Nereus had done nothing wrong.

Because they are Atlanteans and descendants of Poseidon, the king of the sea, they should naturally side with Poseidon, not Arthur and Vico.

Even though she thought so, Mela still felt a little guilty.

Obviously Vico trusted her so much, but in the end he betrayed her directly...

Regardless of Mela's entanglement and embarrassment, Nereus directly told the news about Vico and Arthur.

After Su Hai listened quietly, his face was as calm as water.

Everyone was not sure what he was thinking at the moment, they just felt that this God King was really unpredictable, and he regarded the golden trident as nothing.

"God King, are we going to send out the army to capture the traitors Vico and Arthur, and then bring back the sacred golden trident?"

Nereus is ready to dispatch. As long as Su Hai gives an order, he can be the person in charge and personally lead the Xebel Kingdom army to capture Vico.

However, to everyone's surprise, Su Hai shook his head and said lightly: "It's not necessary, it's just a golden trident, so what if they get it? The real power of the sea cannot be bestowed by a single weapon. Sea King His identity and responsibility are not something that just one person can take on!"

"The Neptune Trident is famous and exists because of Neptune. To put it bluntly, it is a piece of equipment, and even its meaning is given by "people"."

"As long as they don't come, don't bother."

Su Hai turned the page in a few words.

To be honest, an Arthur is not worthy of his fanfare and crowding out others.