113 The Lost Trident!
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Go home for a while and place the variable Prometheus metal obtained under the bed.
Because the process of gaining this ability is somewhat bloody and brutal and also tests one's personal willpower, David temporarily didn't know what to do with it and decided to put it aside for now and deal with it when the need arises in the future.
After leaving home, David went to Paradise Island to see if the Amazon warriors were slacking off.
He appeared before everyone, serving as a silent reminder.
Then, he started searching for the location of Atlantis along the North Sea.
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In the icy blue seawater.
David was enveloped by an elliptical gravity field, silently floating in the seawater.
Various types of fish swam around him.
He closed his eyes, feeling the pulse of the planet beneath his feet, sensing the situation in this vast sea through the omnipresent gravity.
'Atlantis, the Seven Undersea Nations, each distributed within the Seven Seas.'
Although they are called nations in name, they are actually just several cities, and finding these cities in the planet's water is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
'Fortunately, I gained the ability to manipulate gravity.'
Sensing things thousands of miles away through the planet's gravity field saves him a lot of time.
In his mind, silent and colorless sonar-like images flashed, like patterns in the palm, spanning thousands of miles.
David rapidly searched for traces of the cities.
Thinking about his newly acquired ability, he couldn't help but recall something abnormal before the complete integration of the Black King template.
'It's actually just what happened today and yesterday; the rate of template integration growth exceeded my expectations.'
He originally thought it might be because something happened on Paradise Island, such as someone secretly plotting rebellion, or someone gathering a large amount of resentment and hatred against him, but he went to Paradise Island and found no such thing.
'When did this abnormal growth start?'
He had revealed himself to the public, and stormed the military base outside Metropolis to rescue Clark, which shocked and sparked discussions among the people?
Is there a connection between these two things?
David always thought that ordinary people couldn't provide any emotional points for him, but maybe it's not like that?
Suddenly, the outline of a high-tech underwater city appeared in his mind.
'Found it, the Seven Undersea Nations!'
David opened his eyes with a whoosh, deciding to set aside his doubts for now.
"Let's secure the definite before dealing with the uncertain."
The surrounding water seemed to come alive, pushing his gravity shield, breaking through the seawater, and rushing there.
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"Princess."
In a palace that looked as if it were built of crystals under the sea.
A middle-aged man with a hooked nose walked in, slightly bowing and saluting.
"Vulko, you're here again."
Wearing a form-fitting green fish-scale armor, Princess Mera of the Kingdom of Xebel, like a beautiful mermaid, sat in the room, turned her head slightly, frowned, and didn't seem too welcoming to the elder who had once taught her when she was young.
"This time is different, Princess Mera."
Vulko was somewhat excited, holding an ancient leather scroll.
The last wish left by the former Queen to him, finally, there is a chance to fulfill it.
"What's the difference?"
Mera stood up, her fiery red hair floating in the water as beautifully as red coral.
"Aren't you here once again to persuade me to help Arthur, the Queen's eldest son, ascend to the throne?"
She admitted that her feelings for the Queen were extraordinary.
"When I was young, the Queen almost played the role of my mother, teaching me the ways of growing up and being a person. The time I spent living in Atlantis was the most carefree time of my life. Even if things changed later, As my father established the kingdom, and I became the princess of Xebel, it was the same."
Mera's face showed a trace of reminiscence.
"But that doesn't mean I have any special feelings for the Queen's eldest son, whom I've never met.
So much so that I would help him overthrow my father's chosen fiancé for me, the current King Orm of Atlantis, and assist someone else in ascending the throne."
"But you don't love him, do you? You've only met Prince Orm a few times."
Vulko went straight to the point, appealing emotionally.
"Your father, in order to gain control of the Seven Seas, pushed you to Prince Orm. It seems he never really considered your happiness."
Atlantis has a system of joint rule by spouses, and as long as Mera can become the Queen, the ambitious King of Xebel, hiding his ambition beneath a kind exterior, can gain the highest power over the Seven Seas.
"I cannot betray my country and people."
The red-haired princess struggled with her decision, shaking her head.
In terms of ambition, Prince Orm is the one with boundless ambition, and if not restrained by the ancient system, he would sooner or later start a war to annex the Kingdom of Xebel.
"This time is different, Princess. The chance for Arthur to ascend the throne is no longer slim."
Vulko emphasized once again, hastily coming to a crystal table, and unrolling an ancient scroll.
Seeing her hesitation, he had persuaded Mera several times, but today was different.
Regardless of how difficult the Queen's last wish for him was, he had to fulfill it.
The people of Atlantis despise surface dwellers, and the first-born son of the Queen, born to a lighthouse keeper on the surface, has half land-dweller blood. Without the support of a powerful force, it's impossible for him to ascend the throne.
"Princess, do you remember the legendary lost Trident of Atlantis?"
"That legend?"
Mera looked at the scroll in surprise, with a depiction of a radiant golden trident in the center.
This was a mythological scroll that depicted a myth.
"No, it's not a legend. Perhaps because it happened too long ago, our people have come to regard it as a legend. But in the records of the royal family and high-ranking families, it was once a real history."
Vulko shook his head excitedly.
"In history, the greatest weapon forger of Atlantis forged a trident for the first King of Atlantis using Poseidon's Cold Iron, and it was said to possess the power to rule the oceans."
Mera recalled the ancient rumors, murmuring softly.
"As long as someone gains its recognition, they would immediately have the power to rule the Seven Seas, with all the Atlanteans submitting to their authority!"
As a member of the Atlantis Throne Council, Vulko's voice grew passionate when he recited the latter part.
It was an indisputable symbol of the sovereignty of the Seven Seas!
Mera frowned, looking at him with hesitation.
"Regardless of whether it's true or not, because of the greedy desires of the Atlanteans, the research into the power of the trident went awry, Atlantis sank, and our surface civilization was destroyed. The trident disappeared with the first King of Atlantis's self-imposed exile."
After glancing around, Vulko carefully took out a rusty, cylindrical object from behind his waist.
"Not long ago, our archaeological team discovered this at the old site. This is an ancient recorder that can be traced back to the first dynasty. Inside, there is the last message left by the King of Atlantis for the people, and by following it, we can find the Supreme Trident."
Just as Vulko finished speaking, the water currents in the room seemed to turn into a hand, snatching the recorder from his hands.
He thought Mera had been convinced and looked at her excitedly.
"Princess Mera!"
Manipulating water was a talent Mera had since birth, unique in Atlantis.
But the next moment, Mera looked at the recorder floating between the two of them, caught by the water currents. She stepped back, her face filled with astonishment.
"This... this isn't my doing!"
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