Superman of the American Comics

In the deepest part of the prison, inside the thick and solid alloy prison door, is a figure crawling on the ground.

The cells of Atlantis are slightly different from the world on the ground. Beds and sanitary facilities are placed in the corner.

In the remaining third of the space, there is a nutrition cabin similar to a large fish tank.

Long term dehydration is a terrible punishment for Atlantis.

Their bodies should be rehydrated after leaving the sea for a week at most.

The most basic human rights of prisoners in prison will still exist.

"One day, I will return to land."

Namo crawled hard and rolled into the nutrition cabin.

The liquid inside is quite turbid. Obviously, it has been used for a long time and has not been changed.

Half of the body is immersed in nutrient solution, and each cell is thirsty for water.

Namo's manic mood calmed down slowly.

Close your eyes and breathe gently.

The spine became a little better and no longer tormented his spirit.

After the double trial of military court and Atlantis, namo was thrown into this cell like garbage.

As the robed nobleman said, he lost the king's crown of glory and supreme power and became a prisoner.

All this is because - Superman!

He will never forget the heavy pressure brought to him by that tall and straight figure.

Painful howling, powerless struggle, and then return to darkness.

Namo's self-confidence accumulated for decades has completely collapsed under Superman's iron fist!

Hiss!

Maybe it was anger, maybe despair, maybe hate... The poor king who lost everything turned over subconsciously.

Severe pain hit the brain again!

His tough face full of decadence and frustration became particularly ferocious.

"It shouldn't be."

Namo remembered what his father on land said that he was born to rule the sea and become the king of Atlantis.

But now he can only stay in a narrow cell in the dark.

Day after day, kill life.

This is undoubtedly the most terrible torture for the strong who have lofty aspirations and ambitions.

Creak!

The heavy and solid prison door suddenly opened and a glimmer of light came in.

"It smells terrible!"

Namo looked up when the charming female voice sounded.

I can't see my face clearly in the dark environment. I can only roughly judge that the body curve is very strong.

"Namo?"

Against the light, the black queen, hidden in the shadow, looked at the man with a broken beard and a bad smell, like a beggar.

She can't help but hesitate. This image is really not like the Lord of the seven seas and the king of Atlantis.

"Who are you?"

Namo asked coldly, lying in the nutrition cabin.

Since his imprisonment, many robed nobles have come to visit him and make fun of his situation.

"Someone who can save you."

The corner of the black queen's mouth stirred up. She took a few steps closer and released a signal of goodwill.

"Are you a mutant?"

Asked namo, frowning.

By the light, he could see the appearance of the visitor.

Beautiful, flirtatious, like a deadly black Datura.

"Yes, we are of the same kind."

Selene bent down slightly and said in a charming tone, "your people have abandoned you here. The robed nobles call it a 'cold-blooded executioner' and a 'inhuman butcher', trying their best to discredit your image."

"Your Majesty, Atlantis is no longer your home to protect. It is united with the major kingdoms in the land world, which is contrary to your will and the tradition of all dynasties."

After a failure, namo became calmer and less emotional.

Before he fell to the bottom, there was no doubt that Sebastian Shaw deceived himself and took advantage of himself.

Namo could obviously feel the bewitching tone of the black queen, which was almost the same as the other party.

This is a liar!

He made a judgment.

"Tell me what you need me to do and what you can give me."

Namo grimaced and tried to restrain his excitement.

No one wants to stay in a cell, endure a dirty environment and live his life.

Freedom is what every prisoner in prison once owned, later lost, and now yearns for.

"I hope you can get out of the shadow of failure, overcome your inner nightmare and find yourself again."

The black queen showed her chips.

A brilliant flame crystal.

Phoenix power!

She has got a job and can't continue to absorb it.

The Phoenix needed apostles, and Selene thought namo was very suitable.

He is a mutant with great talent and great potential.

It's just unfortunate. I met a strong enemy like Superman at the beginning of my career, so I suffered disastrous defeats one after another and lost everything.

"Atlantis can easily heal your broken spine, let your body heal and stand up again."

The black queen stirred namo's anger, tried to make the other party's IQ continue to decline, and then became her own matchmaking puppet.

"But they didn't. those robed nobles let you live without dignity and hide behind the scenes and laugh wantonly."

"I am willing to give you a chance to take revenge and take back what belongs to you... But the premise is that you need to sign a contract."

Selene threw out a parchment with flame patterns. She was a witch and was no stranger to the set of hell demons.

In this contract, there are many traps that ordinary people can't notice.

As long as you sign your name, when it's done, the black queen can easily take away Nama's soul.

Give full play to the usefulness of tool people!

Whether alive or dead, you can shine and heat!

Perfect!

"How can I trust you?"

Namo glanced at the contract and asked warily.

To tell the truth, he can't understand the obscure, awkward and lengthy words and sentences above.

The black queen stretched out her hand and poured the life energy drawn from her daily life into Nama's body.

Like a medical miracle!

Namo, whose spine was broken and his lower body was paralyzed, even had consciousness.

He put his hands on the edge of the nutrition cabin and stood up suddenly.

Atrophic muscles expand slowly like a balloon filled with water.

"This is..."

"The power you lost."

The black queen smiled and continued, "I can make you stronger."

Namo's face was uncertain. He hung his head as if he were thinking.

The quiet environment lengthened the time. After a few deep breaths, the young king with nothing took over the contract in Selene's hand.

Bite off your fingers and seal them.

Brand your "name" on the contract!

"Well, you made a wise choice."

The black queen smiled with satisfaction. She handed over the fragments of the power of the Phoenix to each other, and then said, "next, it's time to talk about the part of fulfilling the treaty."

"I need you to deal with a man and contain his actions."

Namo's eyes flickered and asked in a deep voice, "who?"

"Your 'old friend'."

The black queen gently spit out the name.

"Superman."