Marvel's Superman

Long Island Sound, New York.

The fortified forts of Atlantis were spread out side by side, with the royal guards of the royal city of Poseidonia information and protected by legions of hammerhead sharks on either side.

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The Atlantic fleet, which had retreated to the mainland, was confronted.

The two sides were separated by the strait, looking at each other from a distance. The atmosphere was quite tense.

On a huge stronghold like a fortress, within the Chamber.

"The landings in Boston and Philadelphia were blocked one after another."

Hearing the news from the other two battlefields, Namor couldn't hold back his irritable temper and jerked up from his seat.

"Did Superman do it?"

He asked.

The Orca Corps and the Seahorse Corps, two powerful tribes that served at the behest of Atlantis, could easily crush the land world.

Unless Luke Cavill came in person, it was impossible to stop the fierce attack.

"No, no. We don't know Superman's whereabouts yet."

Afterward, the liaison officer was frightened. After slaughtering the council of elders formed by the robed nobles, Namor was approaching the status of a tyrant.

"The Orca Corps in Boston was beaten by a land dweller named Steve Rogers and returned to the sea."

"The Seahorse Corps that attacked Philadelphia lost control and killed each other, causing heavy losses."

After listening to the report, Namor was even angrier!

Looking at Sebastian next to him, he asked aloud, "Mr. Shaw, what do you think?"

In addition to the leaders of several tribes, there were some members of the Hellfire Club in the chamber.

Compared with the same race, Namor trusted mutants more -- this was the psychological suggestion implanted by the White Queen.

After this period, all kinds of negative emotions had been magnified and nourished; they had taken root in his heart.

"The failure of the landing battles in Boston and Philadelphia means that the first step into the land world has suffered a major setback."

Sebastian cleared his throat and whispered, "Worse yet, Superman hasn't made a move. So if we continue to attack New York, we're likely to be blocked by the other side."

"The loss of the golden trident, which can manipulate the weather and create a tsunami, has made it impossible to effectively transform New York into a major battlefield suitable for Atlantis, and -- for the time being -- there's no way to solve the Superman problem."

"All these shifted the development of the conquest into a terrible direction."

When Namor heard this, he looked solemn and missed his beloved golden trident even more.

If the weapon was in hand, would he still be so passive?

"Is there no other way?"

The incompetent and furious Namor has preoccupied with his anger again, taking over his sensible thinking.

He originally wanted to say that, as a man, he should face Superman in a serious fight.

But considering the last fiasco, this sentence was suppressed.

"I have a bold idea."

Sebastian's eyes flickered, pretending to hesitate, "I heard Your Majesty mention that Atlantis kept an ultimate weapon left by an ancient God. At this point, we can activate it and effectively destroy the surface world."

"The ultimate weapon? You mean the ... Continental Shelf Oscillator?"

Hiss!

Namor sucked in a mouthful of seawater and was horrified by the terror that rose inside him.

The Continental Shelf Oscillator!

It was the ultimate weapon that the Kings of Atlantis regarded as taboo and could never be used easily.

Once opened, the whole North American continent would sink and then cause a global tsunami, active volcano eruption, and other natural disasters.

At that time, like the end of days, the world will be destroyed, everything will be reduced to nothing!

In those days, the Lemurian civilization composed of Deviants was destroyed by the gods who used the Continental Shelf Oscillator to move the continental plates and sink them directly.

Atlantis was the survivor of that Great Cataclysm, and since then, successive kings have imposed a strict ban on contact with land.

"This isn't necessary, is it? "

His throat rolled a few times. Namor, who calmed his mind, waved his hand quickly and decisively rejected the proposal.

He's a Chunibyou, but still a little further from being a deranged lunatic.

"If the mass destruction device is activated, Atlantis itself will also be affected. That's a terrible idea, Mr. Shaw."

Namor shook his head and thought that Sebastian Shaw's idea was a little crazy.

"I'm just making suggestions. But, after all, only by destroying what is already there could we start the reconstruction work."

Sebastian's smile remained the same. However, when he learned that Atlantis had such a terrible weapon that could end the world, his heart couldn't help but stir.

The Continental Shelf Oscillator is more of a deterrent than the atomic bomb.

The nations of the world must bend to their will as long as they own it.

"Your Majesty, the latest news."

The liaison officer, who had exited the chamber, soon returned.

"The city of Poseidonia was attacked. The land world issued a notice warning Atlantis' forces to retreat immediately or face a strong reprimand and a heavier strike. "

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