Chapter 134 Triton

"Help..... Hel..... Arghhhhh!".

"No! Don't!"

"Arghh get the hell away from … Arghhhh".

"Don't.... Don't come here".

"Please..... Save us .....".

Squelch!

With a slash of its claws, blood stained the deck of the ship at sea. The head of a man was cleanly severed off his body as the Trencher leapt at the body and began to devour it.

The head drew a parabola in the air and landed against the watery wooden surface. The face belonged to a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and green pupils.

His eyes were wide open, clearly portraying the fear and horror he felt in his last moments.

Too bad, for these creatures of the deep who only ate fish all year round, the tantalizing smell of human flesh was akin to a delicacy.

Barely two seconds had passed and the head of the man was picked up by another Trench creature, who quickly threw it into its open maw and bit down.

Crack!

The crunching noise of bones being broken over and over emerged from the creature's mouth as it chewed again and again on this new piece of meat.

And with a gulp,

Screech!

The creature let out a shrill roar and rushed to the next target that was being jointly devoured by five of its brethren.

With the arrival of the deep sea creatures of the trench, Chaos emerged on the disguised fishing boat.

These former Atlanteans who had degenerated into monsters after close to a thousand years of living in their harsh environments staged a one-sided brutal massacre, turning the traffickers on the ship into their lovely feast.

Boom!

As the boat continued to sail, dark gloomy clouds gathered above the sea, indicating a drastic change in weather conditions.

"Below deck! Get the blasters!" One yelled.

"It's the only way we'll survive...".

He-ok!

Three spear like claws penetrated through his chest, lifting him from the floor and throwing him into the ocean.

The one being spoken to had his eyes shrink in fear as he turned and ran.

"Arghhhhh!"

However, he didn't make it to the lower deck but was torn apart before he could get to the door that accessed the stairs.

Two trenchers grabbed on to two parts of the male, clearly refusing to give the meal to the other and pulled.

The man was ripped apart without resistance and the body was equally divided.

As they feasted, droplets of rain fell from the above as the gloomy clouds released their tears without reservation.

The blood on the deck was diluted and washed away as the rain fell.

"Weird .....". Sitting on the ship's mast, Amari turned his attention away from the brutal massacre below and raised his head to look at the sky with a bit of intrigue.

"..... Is the weather in these parts so volatile?"

The rain came so suddenly without any sign of a change in weather. Almost as if ...

"Help!" a loud yell interrupted his thoughts.

Coming out of his reverie, he lowered his gaze to meet a young man crawling away on his back from the feasting creatures.

It was precisely the Meta-Human with the ability to detect danger. And at the moment, his heart was pounding so fast that he felt it would jump out of his chest any second now.

"Please, I'm begging you. Get me out of here. I'll do anything".

The rain fell harshly, soaking his clothes and amplifying the chill that coursed through every vein within him.

Even if it didn't rain, nothing would change except the rainwater being replaced with sweat.

Seeing everyone being devoured, he turned to the only person apart from him still alive and the only one who could save him.

Thunder flash in the sky, illuminating Amari's face in the dark of night.

He looked at the shivering body of the little human with a flash of amusement in his eyes.

"Tell me, why should I?"

"I ...". He opened his mouth to reply, but couldn't find a good response.

" …. I don't want to die".

"Really?" Sitting high above on the masts, the dark-haired male showed a charming smile while uttering the coldest words.

"Do I look like I care?"

"You ..... I've already surrendered".

"News Flash, I never said anything about arresting".

"Fuck yo ...". Seeing Amari remaining indifferent, the youth's face changed and swore with a vicious look on his face.

It seemed like he had finally regained his backbone.

That, however, didn't last long as his leg was grabbed by four bony claws and pulled towards the group of ugly sea creatures.

"Arghhhhhh!"

The sound of crunching bone and ripping flesh entered into Amari's ears, to which he paid no heed.

"Alice, report". He called out in an indifferent tone.

"I've used the nearest satellite hovering over the Atlantic Ocean. The storm you are experiencing isn't even a kilometer wide".

"I can see that".

Shriek!

At that moment, a trencher shrieked with its face stained with blood. Scraps of flesh hung among its claws and teeth, making it look particularly menacing.

Thud!

Thud!

Taking two steps, it turned away from its kind and raised its face upward to spot the last remaining living thing in the environment that wasn't one of them.

The dark clouds hovering above him intensified.

Amari fixed his gaze on the numerous creatures. Everyone else was dead, save for him.

The trenchers who had eaten everything else all turned in his direction, looking at upward with beady red eyes.

However, seconds passed, yet they didn't move a muscle. They didn't growl, didn't roar, didn't attack and didn't retreat.

Amari's eyes flickered with interest. With his enhanced vision, he could see something unusual about these sea monsters.

Their bodies reacted, shaking uncontrollably as if wanting to attack yet stayed where they were, resisting the urge to do so.

Within those red pupils, there was a constant struggle, a constant flash between clarity and ferocity, clearly indicating that these creatures weren't in their normal state of mind.

It happened then. A large water wave swept onto the ship, washing over every single trench monster on board.

Less than a second later, the water receded, but all wasn't the same. The water rushed back into the ocean leaving behind a figure garbed in brown and gold battle armor.

Amari couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows.

Pale green skin, long turquoise colored hair, and glowing green eyes. His upper body wore armor, and the lower body was covered with what he could only describe as a special form of fish skin.

With a helmet on his head that covered half of his appearance, his arms wore scaly gauntlets and the most eye-catching thing was the Trident he held in his grasp.

'Ok, who the hell is this freak and where did he pop up from?'

Amari thought while examining the newcomer with scrutiny.

Likewise, the other party looked at Amari with an expressionless face and cold eyes.

The glowing irises seemed to be looking at nothing but a dead man.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ship mast, a dark shadow elongated from a corner slowly. The movement completely concealed in the dark night.

"And who are you supposed to be?"

The look was truly impressive. With the imposing atmosphere and the sharp gaze that emitted bone chilling coldness, yet regrettably, he didn't know who this guy was.

"By the decree of the Olympian Gods ....". The extremely thick bass voice carried a rumble within.

"... On the charges of killing Diana Of Themyscira, Daughter Of Zeus. You, Amari Of Earth are sentenced to death".

Bang!

At the end of his words, the pale skinned, muscular figure banged the end of the giant Trident against the floor.

A flash of lightning streaked against the evening sky.

And as if a chain had been unlocked, the motionless trench monsters roared to the heavens and charged forward in their large numbers.

As the ones in front rushed forward, more jumped out of the ocean to take their place in a seemingly endless loop.

Screech.

The closest ones quickly rushed towards the mas and leapt upward. Their blood stained claws stretched out towards the figure on the mast as their maws opened wide.

The green skinned male watched from a distance coldly.

And in Amari's pupils, the claws of the first trench monster constantly enlarged till the point where it was less than a few centimeters away from his face.

Then ..... The area where the monster passed through turned gray. Whether it be the trenchers, the ship mast, the ship itself or the roaring ocean waters, everything dimmed and rapidly lost all color.

Everything froze in place. The roaring waters were silenced, the wind no longer howled, and the trenchers stiffened in the air.

Time freeze.

Amari sat on the ship mast and watched everything come to halt under his will.

"I'm sentenced to death?" Looking at the pale green skinned man below, his eyebrows couldn't get any higher.

"Now that's new ...". His expression was calm, but his gaze on the newcomer was quite frightening.

At this moment, all of Earth was trapped within a time freeze, with the man before him being the only exception.

".... Time Manipulation?" The green skinned male looked around his with obvious surprise within his eyes.

Then, he moved his gaze back to the target.

"Just as I thought. We have underestimated you". His eyes narrowed as he spoke.

"However!" The Trident within his possession suddenly gave off a dazzling blue glow.

The stagnant storm clouds immediately regained movement and a powerful lightning bolt condensed.

Amari raised his head to the sky with slightly surprise

"Your end today will not change". His words fell and a powerful bolt of lightning fell from the heavens.

The thunderbolt struck from the sky, accurately striking the figure on the ship's mast. The whole area was overtaken by a blinding blue light as Amari was hit with the power of divine lightning.

Following which, it was all absorbed into his body the following second.

Then, he discharged everything into the environment.

Boom!

At that moment, the time freeze was undone. The trenchers had barely regained motion when they were swept away by a blast of divine power.

How could mere degenerated Atlanteans bear the power of the Gods?

Under the discharge, their bodies were immediately incinerated to ash.

As time was undone, the incoming tides were swept away by the power expelled. On the ship's deck, the pale skinned man spun the trident around and slammed it into the ground.

A barrier formed instantly, protecting him from the expelled energy.

Successfully defending against the rebound of his own attack, the pale green skinned, muscular man looked unprecedentedly solemn.

The enemy was much stronger than he thought.

"You ....".

"Honestly ...". Amari stretched out his right hand, cutting off his words before he could even begin.

With an indifferent expression on his face, he uttered….

"I've had enough". His open palms clenched forcefully.

Invisible forces collided from all directions with the pale skinned man right at the center of it all.

The barrier that resisted the former energy shield shattered in the blink of an eye. His eyes had barely widened when the telekinetic force akin to a planet's grip crushed him from all directions.

With the man crushed, his body exploded into golden energy, evaporating into the atmosphere.

Amari moved his eyes. What he just killed was an Avatar.

At that moment, the dark shadow lingering on the opposite end condensed instantly. A blue cloud rushed towards Amari's back, emerging from his blind spot in an attempt to take him unaware. The figure of the pale skinned man was formed once again as he appeared behind Amari and thrust his Trident forward.

With one fatal strike, the Trident of Triton himself was made of metal forged in Hephaestus's workshop. When powered with a God's divine energy, no God, not even Zeus himself, could take it with nothing but physical force and remain unscathed.

This being before him would be no different. Or so he thought, as the Trident had barely reached his back when it refused to advance any further.

The classic scene that happened earlier played out again. Time and space froze, and everything lost its color.

Only this time, he wasn't an exception.

'This ...'. His eyes widened in horror at the realization that, just like everything else, he was completely immobilized.

"I seriously don't get why people like attacking be from behind".

Under his horrified gaze, Amari uttered as he turned around.

"No! This is impossible!" He couldn't believe this was happening. He was a God.

How could he be so casually trapped in a time freeze?

"Mr...". Amari gestured slightly, and two long swords appeared out of thin air.

"... You have no idea what's possible". His words fell and his eyes glowed.

The two swords moved at extreme speeds, slashing in two opposite directions.

Slash!

The pale skinned man was cut into three parts.

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