"We can use Aquaman and Princess Mela as Romeo and Juliet, but King Orm will definitely not be willing to do it. What will happen if he angers us?" General Ryan asked worriedly.
As he spoke, he moved his eyes and looked around.
Fortunately, no Atlantean army came around.
The other three kings also had natural expressions and did not look at them with sinister eyes that contained murderous intent.
Harry sneered: "Princess Mela is an undersea person. She wants to hold hands with Arthur. What does she have to do with us land people? To express anger? We can express anger at will?"
Dachao whispered: "Should we help? What if Arthur and the others are surrounded..."
"You use your super hearing to listen to the battlefield. If you encounter a real life-or-death crisis, you rush over, save the people and run away. If your life is not in danger, don't bother even if you are captured."
Harry's voice was loud, and several kings and dukes nearby heard it, but they still looked calm and didn't say anything.
"Why did Aquaman's trident break? Did someone do something to give him a defective weapon?" General Lane started a conspiracy theory.
"Prince Arthur's trident comes from his mother, Queen Atlanna." Vico frowned not far away.
Harley glanced at the old prime minister and said: "Orm's weapons are of similar quality to Aquaman's, at least there is no difference in the magic power fluctuation.
He was cut off only because Orm used his cleverness, while Aquaman was exhausted and had no strength to use blocking skills.
If you use the hardness of a trident to withstand the sharpness of King Orm's trident, it's not surprising that it will break."
A few people only had time to say a few words before King Om swam back with a gloomy face.
He looked around at everyone and said directly: "Their spaceship sank into the magma lake, but no body was found."
"Death without a whole body?" Harley asked.
"Maybe he slipped away." Om did not try to save face and chose to tell the truth.
"But it doesn't matter, I will send someone to deal with them."
Harley glanced at Nereus, who pursed his lips and said nothing.
"King Orm, how is today's duel calculated?"
"Everyone has seen it, I won." Orm said with a cold face.
"Has there ever been a situation in history where a duel was suddenly interrupted by an outsider?" Harley asked again.
Orm said indifferently: "Except for that bastard bastard, there is no other. The Atlantean royal family has always valued honor and would rather die in battle than run away."
After leaving this sentence, he was ready to leave.
"Today's duel is over, you all should go back."
"It's hard to come to Atlantis. We want to walk around, okay?" Louise asked eagerly.
"Vico, you entertain them."
Orm said something to the Prime Minister and disappeared into the Ring of Fire duel arena.
Vico came over and asked in a low voice where the guests wanted to go, and then arranged for two sightseeing airships to come over and take away the ordinary people except the heroes of Zhenglian and Uncle Sam.
The heads of the other three major ocean kingdoms all stayed there and motioned to Harley with their eyes, wanting to have a private chat with her.
Yebi suddenly said: "Master Harley, I want to go back to hell. When you go back, you don't have to put on a show, right?"
"What's hell like now?"
Yebi said: "It's not so good. After no longer suffering from torture and pain, some undead spirits began to become irritable, anxious, nervous, depressed...the negative emotions became stronger, even extreme, and the birth rate of evil spirits seemed to be
Is improving.
However, I have suggested to the two archangels Lemuel and Duma to arrange for the sages in the Sage Hall on the first level of hell to teach the undead wisdom, cultivation and repentance.
I don’t know how effective it is, so I’m anxious to go back and observe.”
Harry narrowed his eyes and asked, "You suggested it to the two angels and they immediately accepted it?"
"Well, they are easy to get along with and like me very much." Yebi said.
——In other words, a large part of the reform process of hell is now in your hands, but you have no official position in hell at all. The two angels, Satan, bear full responsibility.
Harry couldn't help but want to scold God for being evil, but she thought that the beneficiary was Yibi, and she was its owner, so it seemed that she could get some benefits...
"Ahem, Yebi, in the past few years, many of the younger brothers under my command have died of old age, illness, and war. Without exception, they have all gone to hell.
Since there is no punishment and pain in hell, and it is still in urgent need of manpower, it is better to recruit them and become a hell thug, responsible for dealing with evil spirits with extreme emotions."
Yebi hesitated and said: "Isn't this not good? There are judges in hell who are happy and miserable, and they work seriously and diligently..."
Harley smiled and said: "Happiness and pain are officially established judges. My younger brothers can just be given the status of auxiliary police officers with no official establishment and no salary.
I have no other intention, I just want to find something for them to do so that they don’t turn into evil spirits while lying around in extreme boredom.”
Today I am an auxiliary police officer. If you do well and get used to it, you can become an official hell officer.
Not to mention other benefits of becoming a servant, she only helps her get information and find out the whereabouts of certain demons, and then she secretly helps Hell reduce its population burden...
"I have to report it to Angel Lemuel." Yebi agreed without a word.
"Yabi, if you can't do it this time, I will call you next time and urge you to do it again, every time until you succeed." Harley said calmly.
After Yebi left with her head hanging down, she followed the three ocean kings to... probably a five-star hotel in Atlantis.
There were only four of them, and Zheng Lian was not invited.
Entering the bright and bright conference room of the science fiction water world, Nereus was sullen and silent, Harley looked at her nose and heart, and the Crab King and the Fisher King waited for a while, then began to feel restless.
"What should we do next?" The Fisherman King couldn't help but ask.
"You have seen my attitude. I very much support the ocean cleanup and protection plan. So, from the outbreak of the conflict to now, I have been an invisible man." Harley sighed.
Nereus said solemnly: "My bottom line is Orm's ocean cleanup plan.
I don't agree with Superman's mode of relaxation.
Let’s not talk about what the human government will be able to do in fifty years. According to the current state of pollution, Xiebel’s proportion of ‘flawless people’ will fall below 30% in fifty years!
70% of the people are deformed with fish characteristics, I can't stand it."
"Hey, Nereus, do you look down on us 'fully alienated' Atlanteans?" The Crab King and the Fisher King glared at him.
Nereus sighed: "Deformation in pollution is different from your directed evolution in the natural environment.
Your appearance has changed, but your source of strength and wisdom have not.
The pollution caused the deformed children to have mental decline and physical weakness, and the power of the bloodline inherited from Poseidon was almost zero.
Distortion equals destruction.”
The Fisherman King looked at Harley, then at Nereus, and concluded: "Actually, Harley and Nereus have the same purpose as us undersea people, both for the purification of the ocean.
The difference is that Harley can tolerate Superman's slow-paced plan, Zebel and Atlantis can't, and neither can King Crab and me."
"Can you?" Nereus said coldly: "Even if you have been separated from the human form, heavy metal poisoning, radiation pollution, and plastic pollution can still make you sick and cause your children to become deformed."
"The distortion rate is very low, only one-fiftieth of yours." The Fisherman King said with a smile.
Nereus looked ugly, "Do you want to cause a split?"
"No, it's just that Harley is here, and I don't want to lie to her." The Fisherman King said quickly.
King Crab also said: "Nereus, only by being frank can we truly solve the crisis."
Nereus glanced at the faces of Harley, the Crab King and the Fisher King one by one, and said word by word: "The throne of Orm defeated Aquaman in public, and the battle between the illegitimate son and the legitimate second son ended today.
Orm's throne is more stable.
Efforts to mitigate the crisis by changing the rulers of Atlantis failed.
What will happen next has become a foregone conclusion.
Atlantis continues to stimulate various countries on the earth, forcing them to surrender completely, or unable to hold back and launch attacks, and then completely break out in war."
"Now I ask you, King Crab and King Fisherman, what are you going to do? Continue to renounce Germany, or completely join me and Orm and risk everything."
"We..." The two kings struggled, their eyes glancing at Harry from time to time.
Ocean pollution can affect them, but not to the extent of a fatal threat.
But if we break up with the humans on Earth who fought off Darkseid's invasion and killed the Anti-Monitor, the outcome could be devastating.
No matter how arrogant the people at the bottom of the sea are, they never think that they are stronger than Apokolips.
Or it may be more effective than the anti-monitor who controls hundreds of millions of shadow demons and destroys countless multiverses.
In this way, the benefits of success are seriously not worth the cost of failure.
Nereus saw the hesitation of the two kings, turned to Harley and asked: "What are you going to do?"
"Aquaman left a message to Zhenglian, saying that Orm has made a doomsday device that can destroy continents and blow up the earth." Harley asked rhetorically without answering.
"Although I haven't seen that thing yet, it should be real." Nereus nodded.
"Do you have the consciousness to die together?" Harley asked.
"Om has it, and so do I. Sooner or later, we will die, so why not take a gamble and bet that you and humans don't have this awareness." Nereus's eyes were firm and he said in a deep voice: "If you lose in this conflict, it is just because of the economy.
Decline, but get a clean ocean and a pristine earth.
If we lose, civilization will be destroyed. Who dares to gamble and who dares not to gamble?"
Harry was not angry, but laughed, nodded and said: "You guessed it right, I really don't have this awareness.
In fact, no matter how much negative impact the 'OM Ocean Protection Act' has on the economy and life of human countries, it will not affect me."
Nereus frowned and said: "You mean, are you willing to fight with the people under the sea?
If Earth's superhuman beings are too powerful, conventional war cannot be won...For the sake of Atlantis, Orm may use the doomsday device and use it to destroy continental plates."
Harley waved her hand and said, "It's boring to say that. People under the sea have 'nuclear weapons' to destroy the world, don't people on land have them?"
"What do you think we should do? Orm doesn't want to lose, and Atlantis can't lose either."
"Find a third way that is acceptable to both parties," Harley said.
"What way?"
"Turning to new technology and strange magic, and then urging both land and sea to compromise..." Harley shrugged, "That's probably it, but how to do it specifically involves too many political considerations, which is too troublesome and wasteful.
time.
You'll be annoying if you do good or bad things, so it's not suitable for someone like me who only knows how to fight and kill."
"Alas, it seems that we still have to fight a conventional war without using 'doomsday equipment'. I just hope that the loser can resist pressing the activation button of 'doomsday equipment'." Nereus said bitterly.