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"Damn it!"

Arthur Curry, the King who rules the seven seas, clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at everything before him.

In front of him was a sphere formed by multiple layers of nets, with blood constantly flowing out of the mesh.

The Sea King silently drew the trident from his back and waved it forcefully, a wave of water like a sharp blade cutting through the tough net, revealing the tragically dead aquatic guards inside. Several physicians, without being ordered, consciously swam to the net to check for any survivors.

"My King," a soldier swam to the Sea King's side, his face heavy, and said.

"In the nearby minefield, the bodies of our soldiers were also found."

"Did anyone survive?" The Sea King's tone was still calm, but as long as you looked into his eyes, you could see the contained anger.

"No one survived," the soldier said with difficulty. These soldiers were not only his clansmen, but also comrades who had fought together, with deep friendship. His anger at this time was no less than that of the Sea King.

"My King!" A physician shouted in surprise. "There is still a survivor here, he is still breathing!"

Before the physician finished speaking, the Sea King had already swam to his side. He leaned over and found a soldier soaked in blood, but his chest was still rising and falling.

Arthur put the trident back on his back, grabbed the net with both hands and tore it hard. The net, which could not be broken by the combined force of a dozen guards, was torn into two pieces by the Sea King.

Strangely, although the net was torn, the dead guards did not scatter. They were still huddled together. Arthur glanced at it and understood the reason, and his eyes softened.

These soldiers were holding hands, hooking up with each other, and forming a protective layer with their mounts. They actually used their bodies to protect the surviving soldier in the middle.

The Sea Queen Mera separated the soldiers gently with water magic, and the surviving soldier was finally revealed, and the physicians were able to treat him.

"His injuries are not serious," a physician reported. "If it weren't for the loophole that discovered him just now, he might not have been injured at all. Unfortunately, this loophole allowed the opponent's weapon to touch him, but fortunately, although the weapon pierced him, it did not injure any important organs. He just lost too much blood."

"Take him back for treatment." The Sea King's eyes were still on the bodies of the dozen soldiers. "Do your best to heal him. We must not let down the wishes of the dead warriors. His comrades let him live, and as their king, I must respond to them."

The physicians obeyed and took the wounded soldier to the transport. The medical conditions here were too rudimentary, and there was no equipment for blood transfusions. They had to return to Atlantis immediately.

"Any clues?" Mera swam to the Sea King's side, her bright red hair fluttering with the sea water. The special costumes of the aquatic people set off the Sea Queen's sexy figure to the fullest.

Hearing the question from his beloved, the Sea King did not rush to answer, but swam to the pyramid building, looking at the hole cut out by tools in front of him. The Sea King knew that there was no need to go inside, the thing held inside must be lost.

"It's Black Manta." Arthur looked at these familiar traces and said decisively.

"Although I don't know why anyone would want to steal this thing, but the only person I can think of who can kill the aquatic people so unscrupulously is Black Manta."

"I have a mortal feud with him. It's all my fault, because I killed his father." Arthur drew the trident from his back. "So even if he keeps attacking me, I have given him chances again and again, but what he did this time is too much!"

As if feeling the anger of the Lord of the Seven Seas, as the trident in Arthur's hand kept stirring, the sea water around the Sea King and Mera fluctuated like boiling water.

"I am the Lord of the Seven Seas!" Arthur raised the trident in his hand, and the artifact also responded to its owner with a golden light. "Sea creatures, answer me, where did those thugs escape to?"

As Arthur shouted, ripples spread out from him as the center. As soon as Arthur finished speaking, something responded to him.

Indeed, there are no ordinary fish or aquatic people in this area, but there are not only these things in the sea that obey the Sea King's dispatch.

Countless seabed microorganisms were answering their monarch's question, telling Arthur the traces of these people who were disturbing the seabed and making waves.

Having received the answer, the Sea King turned around, his eyes like electricity, staring at the direction he had obtained. Before Mera next to him could persuade him, the Sea King had already rushed out a long way.

In the seabed, there are not many who can catch up with the Sea King. This speed is even beyond the reach of the fastest means of transportation invented by the aquatic people. In just the blink of an eye, Mera could no longer see her husband's figure.

Helpless, Mera, worried about her husband, could only contact the Sea King's former assistant, Jackson Hyde. The reason why she didn't go herself was because a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Although the seven seas nominally all submit to Arthur, there are still some hypocritical guys.

Therefore, as the Queen, Mera naturally took on the responsibility of stabilizing the country when the Sea King was away, and could also prevent the turmoil in Atlantis in case something happened.

At this time, Jackson, who had just rescued Yang Le from the guards, received a communication from Queen Mera.

"Your Majesty the Queen," Jackson said respectfully. "May I ask what's the matter?"

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In an emergency, Mera did not exchange greetings, but told Jackson everything that had happened as soon as possible.

"The Sea King has gone to chase the murderer. I need you to go and assist your King to prevent him from falling into the ambush of villains."

"I understand, Your Majesty the Queen." Jackson nodded with a solemn expression, and hung up the communication after Mera sent him the location.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang." Jackson said to Yang Le, even in an emergency he still maintained his etiquette.

"My King needs me, I'm sorry I can't accompany you."

"Don't worry about it, but it's better to say count me in." Yang Le shook the luminous organs on his head. Many aquatic women looked at the scales on his body and the egg-sized luminous organs with joy as they swam past him.

"I am also a member of the Justice League. I obviously cannot miss this heinous incident happening in front of me."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang." Jackson smiled at Yang Le, then turned and swam in one direction.

"Come this way, His Majesty the King's speed is not something we can match. We need to take some special means of transportation to have a chance to catch up with him."