After Blackguard was focused and killed, all that remained was the thick-skinned shark-head.
But this shark was extremely difficult to kill. Atlantis had already lost several warriors, and it even devoured one in front of everyone.
Even so, a group of Soldiers couldn't take it down; instead, the shark-head fought with increasing ferocity.
It seemed that in this land blessed by the Old Gods, even a descendant of the Old Gods like Nanaue, whose bloodline was not particularly strong, received a blessing.
And Peacemaker, the Captain of X-Squad, had already escaped the city during the time Nanaue was entangled with these pursuers.
After leaving the city, Peacemaker fiercely punched the air. This mission was completed too perfectly; he couldn't help but applaud himself!
Dane stood in the seam between reality and dreams, watching him leave.
Back on the battlefield within the city, the casualties of the Atlantian Soldiers had reached a rather tragic level, and Nanaue's strength seemed boundless.
His originally bulky physique was rapidly growing, developing towards a mature size, but his rampage would only go so far.
From the direction of the Ring of Fire, a golden light suddenly rushed out. Arthur, King of the Seven Seas, finally made his appearance!
He held his trident forward with one hand, moving faster than all the underwater fighter jets!
Nanaue noticed him out of the corner of his eye and quickly dodged. Arthur had just passed him when he suddenly stopped abruptly.
The golden trident spun half a circle in his hand, and with the immense momentum, he slammed it into Nanaue, sending him flying dozens of meters away.
"Everyone, retreat!"
Arthur ordered with a serious expression, making everyone dare not disobey, retreating in unison.
"Play with me!!!"
Nanaue roared from a distance, his burly figure making him look especially ferocious and terrifying.
Arthur could even see strands of flesh on the corner of his mouth, which was the flesh and blood of Atlantians.
His expression was grim. He pushed off with his feet, treading Water as he lunged towards Nanaue.
Nanaue also charged towards Arthur, and his swimming speed was not a bit slower than Arthur's!
When Arthur was within arm's reach, Nanaue once again opened his blood-red maw, and a foul stench assailed Arthur.
But his expression remained unchanged. He merely shifted his feet slightly, subtly altering his direction to avoid Nanaue's teeth, and at the same time, moved into Nanaue's blind spot.
With quick reflexes, he thrust his trident forward. The momentum of the surprise attack, combined with the trident's sharpness, ripped a piece of flesh directly from Nanaue's body.
Nanaue roared in pain, biting at Arthur even more furiously. His movements were strange, but he effectively turned around one step ahead of Arthur, attempting to chase Arthur in a dogfight.
Fighting in an ocean environment, some tactics are similar to fighter jet aerial combat. For example, if someone is on your tail, the person in the lead will be at a disadvantage in the tactical situation.
Arthur naturally understood this, but he was fearless.
He swung his trident backward, and the divine power on the trident began to manipulate the Water currents, completely disrupting Nanaue's swimming rhythm.
It even made him sway.
Seizing this opportunity, Arthur turned his head, continuing to wield his trident like a conductor, preventing Nanaue from moving freely.
Then, he suddenly gripped the trident with both hands and raised it upwards. A columnar air bubble instantly appeared in the Water where Nanaue was, and the seawater within it was completely drawn out.
Under the influence of gravity, Nanaue fell helplessly. He thrashed about, seemingly trying to grab onto something, but all in vain.
A few seconds later, his massive body slammed onto the Undersea, creating a deep pit in the ocean floor.
Nanaue's head was ringing from the impact. He struggled to dig away the sea mud covering him, trying to climb out.
But just as he pushed away the mud and poked his head out, a golden light entered his vision.
The golden trident made a "whoosh" sound, plunging fiercely into Nanaue's body. The seawater wall instantly ruptured, and immense Water pressure thundered down.
Nanaue was immediately pressed back into the Undersea by the surging seawater. This time, under tens of thousands of tons of Water pressure, his divine power could no longer maintain his body. In the blink of an eye, his flesh merged with the sea mud, becoming indistinguishable.
Arthur swam to the trident and pulled it out.
"Go to hell, you damned monster!"
The Atlantian Soldiers above instantly cheered. At this moment, they had completely forgotten Arthur's mixed-blood identity.
For Soldiers, strength is always the best weapon to earn their respect!
And Arthur had already proven with his strength that he was fully qualified to be the King of Atlantis!
"Capture that woman and bring her back. I want to know who orchestrated all of this."
Arthur pointed his trident at Mongal. He frowned slightly; this yellow-skinned woman didn't look human at all.
After giving his orders, he swam towards the Ring of Fire under the respectful gaze of the Soldiers.
Ring of Fire.
When Arthur returned here, he suddenly felt a strong sensation. This unusual fluctuation made his head throb.
He clutched his head and curled up. A moment later, he straightened his body.
"Are you awake now?"
Dane appeared out of nowhere beside him. Arthur looked up, his eyes holding a feeling of just waking from a dream.
"Did you have to wake me up this way? Couldn't you have been a little gentler?"
Dane just smiled and said nothing. He looked at the audience seats in the Ring of Fire; the genetic weapon had already taken effect.
Now, several people were already on the verge of Death due to rapid heart failure.
"They..." Arthur couldn't help but want to say something.
Dane comforted him, "Don't worry, this is just a Dream."
As soon as he finished speaking, he used magic with both hands and opened the ruby on his chest.
Arthur watched in amazement as time began to flow backward rapidly. From the surrounding Water currents, from the mouths and noses of the audience, from various cracks, wisps of green substance swiftly gathered towards Dane.
In the blink of an eye, a sealed glass container appeared before the two of them.
Arthur quickly reached out and took it. He only saw an incomprehensible serial number on the container.
"This is that genetic weapon."
Upon hearing this, Arthur immediately wanted to destroy it, but he stopped himself.
He didn't understand anything. What if he opened it rashly and infected someone else?
Dane offered him a suggestion: "You can keep this thing for now. In the future, if the United States demands that you take responsibility for the tsunami and war incidents..."
"You can counter-sue them with this, saying that they first engaged in biological weapons, intending to commit genocide against Atlantis, and you were forced to retaliate, blah blah blah..."
Arthur was stunned by his words. This... was also possible?
Of course! Dane patted Arthur's shoulder. Politics is just that shameless.
"...Leave this matter to Vulko and Queen Atlanna. They are better at this kind of thing. You just do the fighting and killing."
Arthur scratched the back of his head. He inexplicably felt as if he had been insulted... In the outside World, Peacemaker had no idea that he had already made a round trip in the Dream Realm. He returned to the main submarine with an excited mood.
As soon as he got out of the driver's seat, the first mate immediately scurried over.
He cautiously probed, "Sir, is the mission complete?"
Peacemaker said with a hint of pride, "Of course! With me on the job, there's no mission that can't be completed!"
"Then... the others..."
Peacemaker feigned sadness, "They have served the United States faithfully."
The first mate also lowered his head at the opportune moment, struggling to squeeze out two crocodile tears.
"That's truly a pity..."
Then the first mate's tone shifted, "However, as long as the genetic weapon has taken effect, then everything is worth it."
Peacemaker was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly stopped.
He had not revealed the mission details to anyone, including those on the submarine.
He stiffly turned his head and saw the first mate's expressionless face.
Not just him, all the crew members in the submarine were looking at him with the same gaze, which deepened the chill in his heart.
"You... who exactly are you...?"
Peacemaker suspected at this point that these people were spies from another country, but what kind of spies could pull off such a grand deception right under Checkmate's nose?
He dared not even think about it.
The first mate said expressionlessly, "Mr. Smith, your mission was very well executed. Thank you for your cooperation. We will remember your contributions."
Peacemaker immediately pulled out the silver pistol in his hand, and fire instantly erupted from the muzzle.
A bullet, without deviation, directly struck the first mate's forehead, but it had no effect other than leaving a bullet hole that went straight through.
The first mate was still alive.
"What kind of ghosts are you...?"
Bang--!
Before he could finish his sentence, his head was blown off from behind by a bullet.
A crew member walked from behind Peacemaker's body. His figure twisted, turning into a pile of mud that covered the corpse.
A moment later, "Peacemaker" stood up again.
"Is everything he said true?"
"Peacemaker" heard the question and smiled.
"Yes, it's all true. Humanity is finished!"
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