Port Grace Lighthouse, Maine.23-year-old Arthur.
Curry was leaning back on the couch watching TV.The young man was 1.95 meters tall and muscular like a boxer.He also has chic long hair and a beard, a pendant on his chest, and a small vest that shows the tattoos on his arms, well, it's not easy to mess with at first glance.The young man's eyes and eyebrows were characteristic, and when he frowned, with his long hair and beard, he looked like a wild lion.Anyway, when you see such a person coming towards you on the street, 90% of people will subconsciously dodge away.But this young man, who is full of violence and crime, is an out-and-out kind person.Belongs to the kind of guy who will find a way to feed a stray dog when he sees it.At this time, he watched the talk show that was being broadcast, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, with snacks in his hand, and from time to time he let out a series of barbell-like laughter because of the picture on the TV.Well, it looks like a dead house.Arthur had just graduated from college this year and hadn't thought about looking for a job yet, so he was now helping out at home as a vagrant.His daddy Tom.
Kuri is the caretaker of the lighthouse and also a lifeguard at the Port of Ci'en Pier, earning a decent income and a monthly stipend.So Arthur never worried about money from childhood to adulthood.Although he is not rich and rich, his father will buy him what he wants.If the father doesn't want to buy it, it doesn't matter, Arthur has a mysterious uncle...
Well, Uncle Merlin, who is generous.When Arthur was still ignorant, to be precise, when he was a teenager, when he was a bear child, he would secretly call Merlin several times a month to order food and play.Although Merlin would reprimand him every time and tell him to go to school well, in the end Arthur would get what he wanted.Later, when he grew up, Arthur stopped doing these childish things.It's a pity that Uncle Merlin is too busy, and they haven't seen each other again in all these years."
Bang, bang" is in Arthur.
While Curry was enjoying his good salted fish time, there was a knock on the lighthouse, Arthur wiped the food crumbs from his beard, he stood up, and walked to the door with his wine bottle.A moment later, he walked back to the house with a small box."
Arthur, who is it?"
Tom, the father who was cooking in the kitchen, asked, and Arthur sat on the sofa and replied while unpacking the package: "It's Uncle Merlin, Dad, he's sent me another birthday present...
Obviously, I said no need last time. ”"From Merlin?"
Tom's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, and the sound of cooking in the kitchen stopped, and Tom wiped his hands as he walked upstairs and rummaged through something.In the living room, Arthur unpacks the gift Merlin has sent.When he was a child, Merlin would send some toys, and when he went to school, he would change them to books, and occasionally some magic items, but those things Arthur could understand.Only this time what Merlin sent, Arthur was a little incomprehensible.It was a small box the size of a palm, and inside it was a model of a trident, which looked very vivid.Arthur held the box in his palm and looked at it in front of his eyes, and then he found a note underneath the box that read Happy Birthday and a simple word."
Twist it...""
Alright—" Arthur ruffled his long hair, reached out and twisted the little box open, and then picked up the delicate golden trident model with two fingers.The moment the model broke away from the box, the effects of the levitation spell and the shrinking spell that had been maintained on the model disappeared, and a 2-meter-long, golden, heavy trident appeared in Arthur's hand in a magical halo.The hand is extremely heavy, so that this young man with the noblest blood of Atlantis has a feeling that the weapon is about to be taken out."
Cool!"
Arthur held the golden trident in both hands, and he swung it around the living room like some oriental monkey.After getting used to the weight, Arthur thought it was a good fit, and then, on the edge of the trident, he found a small note posted there.He took down the note, which read Merlin's blessing."55% vibranium, 8% urugin, perfect energy transmission, extremely strong, not afraid of breakage, from your uncle Merlin, happy birthday to you...
Little ghost head Arthur. ”Arthur is not a lonely person, he has been training his bloodline power with Vico since he was a child, and he has also heard a lot of strange things about this world from Vico.He knew that vibranium from Wakanda was the strongest and most expensive metal in the world, and that a gram of unsmelted vibranium could sell for a jaw-dropping price on the black market.And the trident in his hand uses 55% vibranium, which is already a huge amount of money unimaginable to Arthur, and that urugin.Arthur hadn't heard of it, but Merlin could put it together with vibranium, which means that it was certainly not a simple thing."
It's too precious."
Arthur stroked the weapon in his hand, and he found some runes on it that he didn't recognize, which looked like runes of magic, but definitely not the kind of magic that the Atlanteans would use."
Next!"
While Arthur was viewing his birthday present, his father, Tom, dropped something from the second floor.Arthur quickly reached out and clasped the thing in his hand, revealing that it was a rolled scroll."
Dad, what is this?"
Arthur asked curiously."
Something Merlin left over from the last time he came."
Tom said to his son, "He told me that if he sends you a birthday letter this year, it means that he needs you to help him run errands and do something, and it may be a little dangerous...""
He said, you can choose to say no.""
Refusal?
No!
”Arthur unfolded the scroll in his hand, he rolled his eyes at his father, and said, "For the sake of those snacks and toys that Uncle Merlin gave me when I was a child, I can't say no...
Let me see, well, the coast of Mexico...
And then there's the Pacific..."
After a few moments, Arthur looked up at his worried father with his piercing eyes, and said, "It's okay, Dad, it's just a matter of delivering things and running errands." ”As he spoke, he took the trident that Merlin had given him, and walked up the stairs briskly, and rushed to the top of the lighthouse, and he called out to Tom, "Don't wait for me, you can eat first, my father, it's a long way from Mexico to the Pacific Ocean, and I may not be back until the afternoon." ”Standing at the top of the lighthouse in Grace Harbor, he moved his arms, then carried the trident and jumped from the lighthouse into the sea in a leap of faith.The next moment, a fast-running white wave appeared underwater, and it was Arthur swimming.His mother's bloodline could be stirred up with more terrifying power in the sea, and he was like a cannonball out of his chamber as Arthur's legs swung.He rushed along the east coast of North America at supersonic speed, in the direction of Mexico.Merlin left something there, and needed Arthur to send it to the Pacific Ocean and give it to a man named Namor.Well, judging by the time, that thing has been hidden there for a long time.The sound of —————————— "poof" blade piercing into the body sounded beneath the cold, dim water, the sound of steel being torn, and the smell of blood escaping from the surrounding water.Attracting all the sharks within kilometers of the surrounding area, these cold, emotionless creatures of horror swam across the remote sea, seemingly waiting to feast.But even the fiercest and most brutal of them did not dare to approach the sea that smelled of blood.In the dim waters, a white monster swayed silently.Gross, the great shark, is like a ghost under the sea, and at the behest of its owner, it is hunting down the Atlantean soldiers who have fled in all directions.It is the very top of the food chain in the sea, and no one can make it feel intimidated in this familiar ocean.And its owner, too, is enjoying his own battle...
Or it would be more appropriate to call it a massacre.Namor grasped the silver trident in one hand, and in the call of this closed weapon, the water in this area became very turbulent, like a storm sprang from the sea.Let the Atlanteans in high-tech armor and dangerous weapons keep getting lost in the water.Although all Atlanteans were able to live underwater, the difference in blood and strength made it impossible for them to capture Namor in the dark sea.But Namor could hunt them as he pleased.Namor enjoyed the feeling of the hunt, he had a vendetta against the Atlanteans, and his mother was banished from her homeland and died alone on land, all because of the stupid kingship of the world below.He hated everyone who came out of that system.And now, they dare to invade the sea where Namor lives, which is simply killing themselves.Namor clasped his fingers, and the Poseidon Trident in his hand seemed to sense the cold will of the user, and the sharp blade of the magic weapon that had been used by the Greek god of the sea flashed with an arc of light.The next moment, as Namor swung his trident, the turbulent water in front of him immediately changed shape.It was like the sharpest, most ruthless water knife, slashing through the bodies of these soldiers in a slashing gesture.Silent.Elegant, cold.The murky currents soon calmed down, and at the bottom of the ocean there were several more headless corpses, revealing the fish-like limbs of the Atlanteans beneath the eerie white and red armor.It was a low-ranking soldier in Atlantis, and it was not beautiful, which meant that their blood was not pure or noble.That's dinner for today."
Boring battle," Namor snorted, and he looked up, and between the ripples of the current, he saw the sunlight projected overhead, distorted by the current.His feet fluctuated, he quickly ascended, and soon found a reef on the surface of the sea.He sat down on the reef, took out a handkerchief, and began to wipe the weapon in his hand in earnest.This silver trident has the power to manipulate the sea, which is the magic left by the ancient gods, and it is very compatible with Namor's bloodline, and after obtaining this weapon, Namor is more comfortable with the control of the sea.Even if he wanted to, he could unseal the power in the trident at any time and set off a storm on the sea like a hurricane.In his hands, this silver weapon is like a magic wand in the hand of a wizard, and it can be played with many kinds of deadly tricks.However...
There was a blank look in Namor's eyes.He loved the docile weapon in his hand, but he had no memory of how he got it...
After he was captured by the evil Mr.
Omen, he seemed to hold it in his hand when he fled from the demon cave.Don't...
This was given to him by the Mr.
Omen?"
Whoa, whoa" The quiet, fishy sea breeze blew Namor's hair, and the warm afternoon sun shone on Namor, making Namor, who had just finished a boring battle, very relaxed.He put the trident in his hand, supported his body with both hands, and just closed his eyes and enjoyed this rare leisure.After joining the mutant nation Utopia, Namor was tasked by Professor Charles with patrolling the seas around Utopia to ensure the safety of Utopia.It's not a hard job, but it's tedious, but Namor is a lot of fun.He actually likes the utopian atmosphere.He's not a bad guy, he remembers the horrific things he'd witnessed in the cave under Mr.
Omen's control, and he longed to do something for the troubled mutants.So that I can feel better.After all...
In addition to his status as the fallen prince of Atlantis, he is also a mutant.After a few minutes, Namor suddenly opened his eyes and said in a cold voice with a blank face, "Your parents didn't tell you...
Don't just approach a samurai?
”The surrounding sea was silent, and no one seemed to be around Namor."
You came out on your own?
Or am I asking you to come out?
”Namor clenched the trident in his hand, and he felt the person hiding under the water, peeking at him, the breath was familiar...
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Well, the same bloodline as him, from the blood of the Atlantean royal family.And like him, the blood is not pure, half of it comes from the land.This intrigued Namor.He waited for a few seconds, but no one responded, Namor sneered, and at his command, Gross, the great shark hidden at the bottom of the sea, stopped eating and rushed into the hidden one like a silent ghost.The next moment, amid the screams of young men, Arthur, startled by the sudden appearance of a large white shark, rushed out of the sea like a cannonball.A brilliant trajectory through the air and into the sea in front of Namor's eyes."
Bang, bang" In the collision of the seawater, Arthur with a golden trident in his hand.
Kuri rose from the sea, he stood on the surface of the sea, looked curiously at Namor leaning against the reef in front of him, and after a moment, he said, "I'm here to deliver something...
I have no ill will. ”"Huh?"
Namor was also observing Arthur, and he was intrigued by Arthur's story, and he said, "What is it?
”"This!"
Arthur took out a triangular cone-shaped crystal bottle from his waist pocket, and in the sunlight, the crystal bottle shone brilliantly.And in the crystal bottle, there was a white arc of light beating, like a fish trapped in it."
A memory bottle buried off the coast of Mexico."
Arthur tossed the bottle to Namor, and the young lion-like man explained, "Uncle Merlin asked me to pass it on to you." ”"What is sealed inside should be your memory
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