Chapter 872 Calling Your Name (11)
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boom! boom! boom!
Earthquakes in Haiti have become more frequent over time.
On all the streets of Atlantis, the ground cracked with deep red vein-like lines, and boiling hot liquid flowed under those cracks, exuding extreme heat and a pungent smell of sulfur.
Affected by the earthquake energy, the magma on the seabed has surged up and is about to accumulate to a limit.
Outside the protective shield of Atlantis, roaring pillars of magma and fire rushed up, like a dragon rising into the abyss. In just a few minutes, the entire deep sea water was boiled by the blazing high-temperature magma, and countless dense bubbles appeared like The pillar rose.
Everyone could hear the loud roar and feel the violent tremors of the earthquake.
On the giant ravine peaks with a depth of ten thousand feet, countless rocks collapsed and rolled down. The fish and creatures on the seabed sensed the terrifying danger and fled in panic.
The high priest is in the temple, doing his best to maintain the protective shield of Atlantis.
But he knew very well in his heart that this would not solve the urgent problem. As long as the god Diamu was not sealed, Atlantis would not be able to escape.
"No...it's not time yet..."
The high priest looked through the bronze mask, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and said to himself: "The Ark must not be exposed until the last moment, so I can only rely on you. We must succeed!"
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Palace Senate.
The royal family of Atlantis gathered together, nervously waiting for the king's order.
However, Namor was sitting on the throne, eyes closed as if in a deep sleep, holding the sacred Neptune Trident. If it weren't for the protruding veins on the back of his hands and forehead, it would really make people think that this guy has already Fell asleep.
"What on earth is the King waiting for?!"
One of the royal councilors lost his temper and asked angrily: "Atlantis is facing a huge crisis, but you just sit on the throne without saying a word. Do you want to watch all of us go there?" Die!"
"Yes, I suggest that the whole family migrate!" Another member of the royal family echoed: "Since we can't stop the earthquake in Haiti, it's better for us to return to the land and build a new kingdom!"
Another member of the royal family came out and said coldly: "Namo, you are the king of Atlantis. You massacred the Pierre royal family without the consent of the Senate, and now you are silent. It's really... Do you think we in the Senate can’t deprive you of your throne?”
Even Elder Julius, who had always been on Namor's side, looked at Namor with suspicion, waiting for his answer.
"Elders, please wait patiently."
Facing the pressure from the entire Royal Senate, Marina persuaded her in a good voice, but at the same time she was anxious and kept looking outside the palace.
"Still waiting? Who are you waiting for?!"
"Atlantis is almost destroyed. I think the people you are waiting for must have run away long ago!"
"That's right. This is the end of trusting people on land."
"Namor, you are not worthy to be the king of Atlantis, we will dethrone you!"
"You are the one who destroyed Atlantis, Namor!"
The members of the Royal Senate were all criticizing Namor, and they were so excited that they even wanted to dethrone him.
At this moment, Namor suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from the throne with a swish, and the Poseidon Trident in his hand burst out with an unparalleled coercion, sweeping and covering the entire hall in an instant.
In the dazzling golden light, Namor seemed to be the god who controlled the sea.
The vast flowing seawater stirred up huge turbulence, and countless schools of fish danced around, making soul-shaking screams together, as if to welcome the arrival of the sea god. The trident surrounded the terrifying spiritual storm, washing away everyone's nerves.
The next moment, countless senators knelt on the ground and were forced to lower their unruly heads.
"Ahhh... Namor, how dare you use the trident against the royal family!"
"Namor, what do you want to do? You have broken the law!"
"Stop it, Namor, do you want to kill us?"
The royal councilors who were arrogant a second ago were full of panic at the moment, fearing that Namor would get mad and kill them all. After all, he had never done this before.
However, Namor ignored them and just stared at the door of the hall with wild eyes: "You are finally back."
The royal councilors were slightly startled and subconsciously looked outside the hall door.
But he saw a thin man wearing a white military uniform and a white cape slowly walking into the hall, nodded slowly, and said: "Well... I'll send her somewhere farther away. Well, it shouldn’t be too late.”
"There's still a little time."
Namor suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded: "But the bad news is that the high priest can only last two more hours."
"That's enough, let's go now."
The man thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I just happened to prepare something on the way back, which should be useful."
"Please wait a moment."
Namor bowed his head slightly to apologize, then turned his gaze to the royal councilors below, and said coldly: "Poseidon Guards, listen, before I come back, Marina will be your commander, and her orders are my orders. "
Thomas half-knelt down knowingly: "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Marina, the kingdom is in your hands." Namor looked at the queen tenderly, stretched out his hand to lift her hair from the temples, and said, "Before I come back, you must protect yourself."
With tears in her eyes, Marina nodded while sobbing: "Namo... you must come back."
The two hugged each other, ignoring the dozens of pairs of eyes around them, and kissed passionately and selflessly, even making sizzling saliva sounds.
The man's head was covered with black lines and the corners of his mouth were twitching wildly, but he did not disturb the couple.
After a while, the two finally said goodbye and planned to look at each other affectionately for a while, which was a standard Hollywood plot.
The man couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Namor's neck, and disappeared directly on his flying scythe.
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As he approached the underwater abyss where the earthquake originated, the man felt an inexplicable strong throbbing in his heart.
There seemed to be a voice calling him, lingering at the bottom of his mind like a hallucination deep into his bones.
"There seems to be something wrong with you...are you okay?" Namor asked worriedly. Ever since he approached the abyss of the sea, this man has often become distracted, as if he has been dragged into some kind of trance.
"No...I'm fine."
The man took a deep breath and suppressed the chaotic thoughts.
"Well... I have a question." Namor summoned up the courage and asked, "I don't know your name yet."
"Name...what..."
The man fell into silence, his eyes were a little confused, and he said bitterly: "I...forgot my name."
A god who forgot his own name?
Namor's eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"But I have a gut feeling."
The man stared at the bottomless abyss and murmured: "Maybe there is an opportunity below this abyss that allows me to find my name."
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