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The earth-shattering battle finally came to an end. Mera had thought that with the strength David had shown, perhaps after entering the waterfall, he might not be a match for Carlsen, but he could still manage to escape with his life in a sorry state.

She never expected the scene before her now.

Carlsen was violently yanked out of his deep-sea lair by David, who was not even present, followed by a one-sided brutal beating that left him severely injured.

David stood in the void, looking down at Carlsen to ensure he was unconscious and no longer able to fight, then with a distant grasp.

Deep beneath the sea, within Carlsen's lair.

A skeletal corpse seated on the throne shone with golden light, and the golden Trident it held also emitted a dazzling glow, attempting to resist the gravity that enveloped and controlled it.

【Rage from the remnants of the first king of Atlantis +15…】

"Dare to obstruct me from obtaining the Trident?

Since you're already dead, stop causing trouble."

But with a pinch from David through the air, the violent force snuffed out the fragile golden flame like pinching out a candle, and after a pitiful wail, the golden light dissipated into nothingness.

The skeletal remains crumbled to dust and scattered across the seabed with the current.

The golden Trident broke through the water and flew into David's hands.

Under the sunlight-like glow, the dispersed mist in the air refracted light to form a rainbow.

David, holding the glowing Trident of Neptune, stood in mid-air like a Deity.

"He really got the Trident!"

Mera, like a mermaid in the water, looked up at that figure with a shocked and complex expression.

Everything was as David had said; he always knew where the Trident was but didn't fetch it because he didn't need it. And when he did decide to take it, he did so with ease.

"No twists and turns, no price paid, not even a drop of blood shed, and he got the Trident guarded by the deep-sea behemoth Carlsen."

"You've got the Trident, what do you want to do next?"

David landed on a shattered island plate, and Mera and Atlanna emerged from the sea onto the shore. Mera couldn't help but ask with a trembling voice.

"You seem very nervous?"

David looked at her while fiddling with the Trident in his hand.

The material of this sacred Trident was indeed sturdy; even with his pure physical strength, he couldn't shake it, comparable to ordinary divine artifacts, and it gave him a familiar feeling.

"Amazon metal?"

He wondered if the so-called Poseidon cold iron was actually the shattered weapon of Poseidon from the war with Ares, which had been reforged by the people of Atlantis into this Trident.

"You've proven that you have the power to overturn the seas, and your goal is directed at the Atlanteans. As a princess of Atlantis, how could I not be nervous?"

Mera admitted directly, biting her lip.

She was even a little afraid, looking at David as if she were staring at an undersea supervolcano that could erupt at any moment, destroying everything.

"I prefer conquest over destruction.

As long as your people submit to me obediently, without resistance to the end.

I won't initiate a massacre."

David casually swung the Trident, while speaking to the two.

Instantly, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and the vast sea rolled up a hundred-meter surge with his swing, waves crashing into the sky.

"The Trident of Neptune contains the power to conquer the seas…"

Seeing this astonishing scene, Atlanna looked at the lost Trident of her ancestors with a complex expression, murmuring the legend of the Trident's power.

She saw the divine artifact lost by her people for thousands of years, but unfortunately, it was now in the hands of an outsider, and in the hands of this terrifying young man, there was never a chance to take it back.

The Trident of Neptune was like a baton commanding the seas; with it came the power to mobilize the ocean.

But holding such an artifact, David seemed unimpressed, smacking his lips.

To him, this was ordinary; with his ability to manipulate gravity, he could do the same with a wave of his hand.

To put it simply, Mera could also manipulate water currents, so was the sacred Trident just an enhanced version of a weapon-like Mera?

"The Trident of Neptune has been lost for many years.

My people have come to regard it as a legend."

David's tone was the same as before, as if stating a fact, but Mera no longer thought of him as arrogant because she had deeply witnessed and experienced David's god-like power; he had the ability to make everything a reality.

Is it still boasting if it can be easily done?

"Although it is the symbol of supreme royal authority, the sea has always sung that obtaining it means becoming the next King of the Seven Seas.

But you think that just by appearing with it, you can make Orm give up the throne and all Atlanteans kneel and submit, it's probably unrealistic…"

Mera's tone contained no hint of sarcasm, even a faint worry, hesitant in her voice.

She worried about what would happen if her people refused to submit to David and angered him.

"It's okay, I'll give the Atlanteans a chance.

However, if after I defeat their king, beat their army, and they still refuse to submit, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

David glanced at the two, his tone light.

Because that wouldn't take much effort for him.

Of course, if those Atlanteans still refused to submit, he wouldn't go on a killing spree; he would just build an unprecedented deep-sea prison and lock them all up.

Let them languish in the lightless abyss, unable to do anything but helplessly and powerlessly resent him, while incidentally providing him with emotional points.

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But David's casual words tightened the hearts of Atlanna and Mera, looking at the figure who treated their tribe's divine artifact as a newly acquired toy, unable to suppress their panic.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Dark clouds gathered, the world dimmed, a storm suddenly rose, and a huge tornado ravaged the sea surface.

David swung the Trident, familiarizing himself with its abilities, and finally discovered something interesting.

The ability to create and command sea storms at will was something he temporarily couldn't do.

"This Trident isn't completely useless after all."

Although he sought the Trident not expecting it to enhance his strength, but rather to gain a justifiable position.

"Even if righteousness sometimes has no practical use, it's best suited for silencing others."

In the future, the Atlanteans might harbor resentment against his rule, but they wouldn't be able to say anything, because he had the Trident's recognition, destined to be the master of the Seven Seas.

"Alright, time to leave!"

Ignoring the anxious two, David finally figured out how to leave the inner world.

The Trident of Neptune pointed, its power projected, and a familiar blue vortex appeared on the sea.

The Gravity Field enveloped Mera, and David took her flying towards the sky.

"Wait, what about the queen!"

Just as they were about to enter the transport vortex, Mera couldn't help but call out.

She noticed that Atlanna had not been enveloped by David's power to ascend and was still on the shattered island.

"Did I say I was going to take her with us?"

David glanced at her.

Mera was his choice to handle affairs and maintain stability in Atlantis when he was away.

"Mera still has many immaturities, a relatively weak will, and a great vulnerability; she would compromise for the sake of her citizens and people.

"This former queen of Atlantis, who has suffered betrayal and experienced many worldly affairs, is different."

Finally, glancing at Atlanna, whose face was colored with despair, David controlled the Gravity Field and flew into the transport vortex, disappearing from sight.