bookbashuk Chapter 405 Orm is invincible
Chapter 405 Orm is invincible
Chapter 405 Orm is invincible
Although Om and Mera's marriage was purely political and there was no real affection between them, the scene before him still dealt Om a heavy blow to his spirit.
His finger trembled as he pointed at Arthur and Mera: "You...you two..."
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Arthur's face was full of embarrassment, with a hint of guilt for being caught in the act, and he quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, Mera and I are really not what you think."
Du Mu nodded in agreement, adding, "I can testify to that; they haven't done anything too outrageous yet."
His explanation only made things stranger.
Om's face turned green on the spot.
What does that mean?
Doesn't that mean we've already done everything that wasn't too outrageous?!
Nereus's expression was also not good.
He never expected that his daughter would get involved with Om's brother.
It feels like your own daughter dumped her well-matched, wealthy fiancé and ran off with an illegitimate child of unknown origin—you're both angry and furious.
But he noticed Atlanna, then glanced at Du Mu, his eyes darted around, and he silently took a half step back, decisively choosing to play dead.
As the king of Zebella, he was always adept at assessing the situation.
The current situation has clearly deviated from the original script. Rather than making a rash statement, it would be better to observe the winds of change first.
The Riku family, on the other hand, had a detached, amused expression.
I thought today's show was going to be a political drama, but the tone suddenly changed and it turned into a drama about court ethics and family affection, with them becoming supporting characters and background figures.
To everyone's surprise, Om quickly suppressed his anger.
He said coldly, "What right does a half-breed have to become the new king of Atlantis?"
He is a strong man.
Du Mu couldn't help but admire Om.
If it were any other man, and his fiancée ran off with his older brother, he would be considered to have been quite lenient if he didn't kill the adulterous couple on the spot.
Not to mention someone like Orm who can calm down so quickly; he's practically a master of ninjas, at least a Kage-level ninja.
This level of mental fortitude is truly exceptional.
To be fair, in terms of shrewdness, temperament, and ability, Orm is an excellent candidate to be king.
In contrast, Arthur is basically an unemployed bum who spends all his time in bars. He knows nothing about managing a country or political strategy. Apart from his physical strength, he has almost no redeeming qualities and doesn't look like a king at all.
But it was precisely because of this that Du Mu chose to support Arthur in taking that position.
Reality is just that unreasonable.
Those who rise to high positions are often not the most capable or suitable, but rather the one with the strongest background.
As for Arthur's background?
That goes without saying, it's the Super Seven.
Putting aside Du Mu, just look at Clark standing there, who would agree and who would disagree?
Du Mu smiled slightly: "Just because he gained the approval of the Holy Trident."
Upon hearing this, everyone noticed the weapon in Arthur's hand.
It was a golden trident, its surface engraved with ancient Atlantean script and runes; it was clearly no ordinary object.
The Holy Trident!?
The three kings were simultaneously startled.
This is a legendary artifact, once belonging to the greatest first king of Atlantis.
That king once wielded this trident, commanding the seven seas and establishing the most glorious era in the underwater world.
For many years, countless people have tried to find its whereabouts, but all have failed.
Even the kings themselves repeatedly dispatched elite troops to search for traces of the sacred trident.
After all, who wouldn't want to obtain this divine artifact, command the seven kingdoms, and accomplish the great feat of unifying the seabed?
That's an achievement worthy of several pages in history; which Atlantean wouldn't yearn for it?
Even if you can't have it yourself, you shouldn't let others have it either. Nobody wants an extra leader appearing on their head out of nowhere.
However, this artifact, which only existed in history, has now appeared in the hands of Arthur, a half-breed bastard.
Even the resilient Mizukage, Orm, had tears welling up in his eyes.
Before the wedding, his fiancée eloped with Arthur, which was one thing.
What's even more upsetting is that Arthur's mother, who came back from the dead, is standing beside him, clearly there to support him.
He could grit his teeth and swallow these things.
But on what basis?
Why does even the Holy Trident acknowledge Arthur?!
Om's hand gripping the trident was bulging with veins, his knuckles cracking as he clenched it. His eyes churned with anger, jealousy, resentment, and even a hint of grievance.
What is it about him that makes him inferior to this mixed-race bastard? Why does the other person get all the benefits?!
Du Mu took in Om's reaction and thought to himself, "This kid might not be able to handle it and just kick the bucket."
That would be so much fun!
Not one to shy away from stirring things up, Du Mu added with a smile, "According to the ancient traditions of Atlantis, whoever is recognized by the sacred trident is the rightful king of Atlantis, able to command the seven kingdoms and rule the ocean."
"I disagree!!"
Om roared, his eyes bloodshot, his voice echoing throughout the hall.
"I don't acknowledge this as the Holy Trident! A mere half-breed could never gain the Holy Trident's approval; it's definitely a fake!"
"And none of us have ever seen the real Holy Trident. Maybe... the Holy Trident has five prongs!"
Arthur and his two companions:
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Du Mu's prediction actually came true.
Du Mu smiled and said, "I already said it's called the Sacred Trident, how could you say something like it has five forks?"
Arthur and his two companions:
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You can say the same thing too.
Just then, a calm voice suddenly came from among the shadow soldiers.
"King Orm, as far as I know, the trident in his hand perfectly matches the description of the Holy Trident in historical records. All the characteristics are basically the same, and it is very likely that it is the legendary Holy Trident."
Du Mu looked in the direction of the sound and raised an eyebrow slightly.
Hey, isn't this his old acquaintance, Green Goblin Norman Osborn?
Of course, it wasn't the Green Goblin who traveled through time.
This person is Vulko, a veteran of two reigns in Atlantis. He once served King Orm's father, King Orvax, and now serves as a royal advisor, holding a high position of power in the court, second only to the king.
However, the old minister's true loyalty was never to Orm, but to Queen Atlanna.
In his view, Arthur was Queen Atlanna's eldest son and should have been the first in line to the throne by blood. This position should have belonged to Arthur from the beginning, and he always believed that Arthur was the only one truly qualified to unify the seas.
So, after Atlanna was sacrificed to the Trench, Vulko outwardly continued to assist Orm, but secretly he was training Arthur, teaching him combat skills and unlocking the potential of the Atlanteans.
All for the sake of one day putting Arthur in the position that rightfully belongs to him.
Vico hadn't said a word until he saw that Atlana, whom he served, had won the revival match, and he immediately turned against her.
"Vico, even you betrayed me!?"
Om stared intently at Vick, his face filled with disbelief.
Vico was his most trusted confidant, an elder who had watched him grow up, and in his heart, he was almost equivalent to a father.
He never dreamed that the person he trusted most would betray him at this time.
Om immediately felt dizzy and short of breath. He took a few deep breaths of seawater, which tasted a bit salty.
Who the hell secretly peed in the sea?!
Oh, so those were just my own tears. It's alright then.
Fortunately, this was underwater, surrounded by water, and no one noticed Om's devastated expression as he broke down in tears.
It's no wonder that Om was too fragile.
If it were anyone else, after being betrayed one after another by their loved ones, it would be a miracle if they could still stand here without striking the ground with their elbows or wrestling with the roof beams with their necks.
Du Mu even felt some sympathy for Om.
This treatment is comparable to that of a silver-haired oxen and horses at a certain winery, surrounded by traitors, with a daily undercover operation.
One or two would be one thing, but from his fiancée to his own mother, and even his trusted ministers, not a single one stood by his side.
Om took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging emotions.
He knew he couldn't afford to panic; the more isolated and helpless he was, the less he could afford to reveal any weaknesses.
Surprisingly, this ordeal turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as Orm's resilience skyrocketed from Kage level to Six Paths level.
Om insisted, "In short, I don't acknowledge this as the sacred trident, and neither will any other king, right?"
He turned to look at Nereus and Reku, hoping to gain the support of the two kings.
As a result, Nereus and Reku, one studying the architectural style of the Fishermen's Kingdom and the other engrossed in admiring their own fish tails, neither of them replied.
Two old geezers!
Om's lips twitched violently, and he cursed inwardly.
The attitudes of these two people are quite clear; it's obvious they don't want to get involved.
They neither side with Orm nor with Arthur.
He could understand it. From a political standpoint, he himself wouldn't easily take sides in such a situation. When the situation is unclear, remaining neutral is the safest choice.
Nereus was clearly his father-in-law.
Before this, the old man had firmly stood by his side, even personally promising to help him win over other seafaring nations and command the entire ocean's army.
Now that they see the wind direction is wrong, they immediately turn hostile.
Orm glanced at Mera and Arthur, then at Nereus's old face, and instantly understood.
Nereus, that old fox, plans to bet on both sides, and his stake is Mera.
In this way, no matter who wins in the end, he will be the other party's father-in-law, so he won't lose either way; it's a sure-fire deal.
Nereus's sudden betrayal dealt another heavy blow to Orm's already wounded heart.
Fortunately, Om had already advanced to the Six Paths Ninja level, and his mental state was only slightly fluctuating before he calmed down.
When a person has nothing left, he is invincible.
Because there's nothing left to lose.
Om turned around, his expression carrying a detached indifference that suggested he had seen through the world.
His tone was unusually calm: "In short, I am the current king of Atlantis, I do not recognize this weapon as the sacred trident, and this half-breed is absolutely unqualified to be the new king of Atlantis."
Du Mu raised his hand: "I am the king of the Lost Kingdom, and I acknowledge that this weapon is the Holy Trident. Arthur has the demeanor of a king, even I am ashamed of myself. He is fully qualified to become the new king of Atlantis."
Everyone looked at Du Mu, who sat upright on the throne with an imposing aura, and then at Arthur, who stood beside him like a little brother.
No matter how you look at it, you seem more like a monarch.
Orm immediately retorted, "Your admission alone is useless. According to the laws of Atlantis, any major decision must be approved by more than half of the kingdoms to pass."
"I, representing the Kingdom of Atlantis, voted against it, while you, representing the Lost Kingdom, voted in favor, so it's currently a tie of one to one."
Du Mu raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Nereus and Reku: "What about the other two kings? Do you agree or disagree?"
"I abstain."
Riku's answer came almost without hesitation, displaying an attitude of indifference to worldly affairs.
The Fishermen's Kingdom has always been an absolutely neutral faction, never offending anyone. It is precisely because of this that they have been able to survive to this day without being swallowed up by other underwater nations.
"I'm giving up too."
Nereus weighed the options carefully, but ultimately shook his head.
Om looked at Du Mu coldly: "Two abstentions, it's still a tie. Now only the Saltwater Kingdom hasn't voted yet, unless you can win them over to vote in favor."
He couldn't wait for Du Mu to go find the Saltwater Kingdom right now.
Given the nature of those reckless men, they might just start a fight with Du Mu and the others at the slightest disagreement.
Ideally, both sides should fight to the death, resulting in mutual destruction, so that he can seize the opportunity to eliminate both threats in one fell swoop.
Du Mu chuckled and said, "King Om, have you forgotten that there's still one country that hasn't voted?"
Om paused for a moment, frowned, and then sneered, "You're not suggesting that the Lost Kingdom has returned like you, are you?"
The Lost Kingdom merely disappeared, but the Lost Kingdom was truly destroyed; the details are etched into history.
Due to severe water shortages, the land gradually dried up, and all the people were sun-dried to a crisp, eventually turning into a boundless expanse of yellow sand, which is now the Sahara Desert.
If a guy actually appeared claiming to be the king of the Lost Kingdom, he would absolutely not admit it.
Once is enough for this kind of thing; why would it happen a second time?
"Of course not."
Du Mu beckoned to Arthur, who was standing nearby: "Go, and call in the king of the Trench tribe."
Arthur's lips twitched.
Who exactly is the new king of Atlantis? Can't we at least respect the established character settings?
Despite his inner grumbling, Arthur obediently raised the sacred trident, and an invisible wave immediately spread out.
"The king of the Trench tribe?"
Om and the two kings were stunned.
Aren't the Trench Tribe a bunch of mindless beasts?
What king?
Before they could react, they saw a Trench creature swim in through the door of the conference hall.
This time, it was Riku's turn to look grim.
Is this meeting hall a public bathhouse?
How can just anyone come in like this? Where are all the guards outside?
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