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Chapter 439 Prelude to the Throne of Atlantis: Dead Water, Bats

Chapter 439 Prelude to the Throne of Atlantis: Dead Water, Batman and Wonder Woman Attend the Event

Earth-11.

Many, many years ago.

The future [drowning spirit] encounters a monster called Dead Water for the first time...

At that time, Brucey never imagined that one day she would become completely integrated with this monster, no longer distinguishing herself from it.

She vomited out the massive army of dead water, which swept over every living creature like a tidal wave, transforming them one by one. Even corpses could not escape the control of the dead water.

Those living, aquatic organisms can parasitize any host they want and will change their form depending on the host.

They are difficult to kill and there are many of them.

This is why the drowned souls were able to defeat the entire Atlantean civilization single-handedly, and also...

It is also the reason for the destruction of the world of drowned, wronged souls.

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My father once told me that when my mother was still on land, she loved a certain song.

It's a really silly song.

"I fell in love with a lighthouse keeper, and we lived happily ever after. I fell in love with a lighthouse keeper, and our house faced the sea."

His mother kept playing that song on her old SpinCo stereo, which drove him crazy, but it made her happy, and so he was happy too.

Whether trivial or joyful, these are all part of the connection between his mother and his world.

"We keep our little lighthouse clean and bright. The little flame of love burns brightly, just like a lighthouse in the night!"

"Let us sing our lighthouse tune, from the ends of the earth to the corners of the sea; let us sing our lighthouse tune, from tonight until tomorrow."

"Was it this little tune that won Queen Atlanna's heart?"

Now, at this moment.

Mera emerged from the bathroom of Aquaman Arthur's residence, her body wrapped in a towel.

She found it somewhat amusing to listen to the songs playing from the old-fashioned record player.

"It's him," said Aquaman Arthur.

He sat on his sofa at home, holding the golden retriever he and Mera had raised together. He looked up with a smile and saw his girlfriend, who was wrapping her burgundy hair in a towel and a bath towel around her body, walking gracefully towards him.

"Heh, interesting, this song..."

"This song is utterly stupid, I get it."

"I was just about to say that his tides and sound waves are completely different from those of Atlantis."

"It's also different from The Mystery of the Blue Ocean. The band Belle, Chesapeake, Star Records released it in 1965. It's not high art, and maybe that's the point."

"What do you mean?"

Arthur walked up to Mera and said, "If we want cultural exchange between the land and Atlantis, you're thinking of grand things."

"Philosophy, science, ethics, not just a pop song."

He picked up his girlfriend. He was so strong that Mera's freshly dried, wine-red hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

She looked at her boyfriend and heard him say:

"But this song once influenced my mother, perhaps giving her a little more understanding of the land world. You know, it's about appreciating these things that aren't so high-class. You can learn a lot about people from the little gadgets they use for entertainment."

He spun his girlfriend around twice in the air, then they sat down together on the sofa.

"You're telling me this because of your previous suggestion, right, Arthur? I don't mean marriage, I mean your idea."

Mera lay in Arthur's arms, gently tracing circles on his chest with a slender finger, then whispered a question.

"Perhaps," Arthur said. "Have you thought about it again? Hmm?"

He started breathing heavily.

Mera also began to breathe heavily: "I...I'm thinking about it."

Their eyes were locked, just as they were locked together at that moment.

Things were starting to get a little off, but Mera at least remembered that she was discussing serious matters.

"Arthur, to be honest... I think this is progressing too fast."

"Hmm... what progress are you referring to?"

Mera slapped his hand away, propped herself up on her gourd-shaped body with her arms, and then tugged at the towel wrapped around her body.

"The interaction between Atlantis and the terrestrial world."

She said seriously, "Don't you think...?"

But she was quickly knocked down again by Arthur, and then Mera could no longer speak.

68 minutes and 34 seconds later.

They lay together in bed, their eyes meeting.

"Are we getting down to business now? I mean, we're moving too fast," Mera said.

She turned around and faced the ceiling.

"You are not even the King of Atlantis. Although your brother Orm has voluntarily abided by the laws of Atlantis and refused to disregard your right of succession to ascend the throne, you currently have no competitors on the path to the throne."

Mera said, "But you know, if you don't become king, there will always be a segment of Atlanteans who refuse to acknowledge you."

Although Regent Tura (Note: the future Water Maiden, who appeared earlier; Lord Orm is Arthur's half-brother, and Tura is Orm's half-sister) is completely obedient to you, and with her and Commander Muk's support, you, who have refused to ascend the throne, can wield power almost equivalent to that of the King of Atlantis, but almost is still almost.

"Om is only refusing to take your throne now because he is abiding by the laws of Atlantis. If he were declared a traitor or for some other reason, he could rightfully ascend the throne."

"That can't be..."

"And think about what Orm has done. Do you really think you can control him? To be honest, Arthur, I don't like talking behind people's backs, but Orm's racism has reached the point of being inhuman, and there's his morbid paranoia."

He believed that all creatures living on land suffered. All land creatures lived in poisonous gas. He considered the land to be hell. This idea was deeply ingrained in Orm, and if he became the king of Atlantis, it would be a disaster.

"You really don't intend to...?"

"Alright. Mera, I do not belong to Atlantis. I belong neither to Atlantis nor to the land," Arthur said. "Therefore... my mission should be merely to be a bridge between the two worlds, not to become the ruler of either world."

"But Orm was too radical; his belief in racial superiority blinded him to the facts before him."

"Building an embassy at this time is far too radical. You haven't considered Om's thoughts at all."

"I'll convince my brother," Arthur said. "Om respects me a lot. We still need to build the embassy. What do you think of the name 'Snowwave Base'?"

Mela let out a long sigh: "What I mean is, the resistance might not only come from Atlantis, but also from the governments of the land worlds—"

"Batman can handle this, don't worry."

Mera sighed. "Arthur, do you never care about the internal affairs of the Justice League?"

"What's wrong?"

"Batman has been busy with big things. Busy with experiments, busy resolving crises in the multiverse."

She said seriously, "Batman hasn't looked down at his feet in a long time."

"Those who oppose him—those inside and outside the government, those among the people…"

"Amanda Waller and Martian Manhunter are using methods, both honorable and dishonorable, to prevent Batman from wasting his energy on these petty squabbles. This is an open secret within the Justice League. Even though I'm not a formal member of the Justice League, I've been there so many times that I know a lot about what's going on within the League."

"Uh... okay, I admit I might have neglected league affairs..."

Aquaman scratched his head: "But I don't understand, what exactly is going on..."

“I’m worried, Arthur,” Mera said. “Batman has been too well protected. He’s almost always faced external enemies, and he’s never faced the malice from within the land-dwelling people.”

"That's true." Aquaman Arthur nodded in agreement, and I thought so too: "Although it's not fair to those alien conquerors who were torn apart by Batman, in reality, Batman mainly presided over and participated in battles against external enemies."

"Don't just talk about Batman, you're the same," Mera said. "If one day he really finds out all this... what do you think..."

"Given Batman's personality, will he speak to the public as kindly as Amanda Waller and Martian Manhunter?"

Aquaman Arthur countered with a question to his girlfriend: "Of course, he..."

However, a series of urgent knocks on the door interrupted their conversation.

Mera immediately jumped off Arthur.

She swallowed the rest of her sentence, "Batman might be very disappointed," and then bent over to turn on the old-fashioned record player, and the music started playing again.

"Someone's here, we'll talk later."

"...Perhaps there's trouble at sea."

Arthur muttered to himself as he opened the door.

Then he saw a dark figure standing there calmly.

"Officer Watson."

"Ah, Arthur, I see your light is on, so I assume you're home."

The person who came was a policeman from near Aquaman Arthur's house.

"Has something happened—"

"Of course not. Ah, I like this song." The policewoman poked her head into the room and heard the catchy song about lighthouse that Mera had played.

"It looks like Mera is too," Arthur said.

"Hello, Erica..." Mera peeked out from behind.

"Okay, I know your attitude towards accepting invitations, so I'm calling to confirm if you'll be coming to the Ocean Festival this weekend, right?"

"I asked the policewoman."

Mera, who was huddled in the back, raised an eyebrow: "The Ocean Festival?"

"The Ci'en Harbor Ocean Festival is an annual celebration of our local festival related to the sea. You know, fishing, seafood, sightseeing, it's quite a lot of fun."

The policewoman squatted down and patted the golden retriever who had run over to him asking for a hug.

"I'm not sure, but we're likely to have a lot of trouble these next few weekends. The establishment of the embassy and the issue of Lord Aum haven't been resolved yet."

"Please, you have to come. You're practically the biggest link between Cien Harbor and the sea. You absolutely have to come; it's a lot of fun."

"Um..." Arthur said, "I..."

"We'll go." Then Arthur saw Mera put a hand on his shoulder, so he said, "Looks like we'll go, Erica."

"Great, the festival is open to everyone, bring your friends," the policewoman said. She was already turning to leave.

"Friends?" Aquaman Arthur asked. "Me?"

"We'll bring our friends," Mera said.

"Cool, see you guys tomorrow." The policewoman turned and walked away.

Aquaman Arthur turned to his girlfriend: "Bringing a friend?"

"It was you who suggested cultural exchange... darling."

Then he saw Mera blink twice, and immediately Arthur raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay."

"friend……"

He touched his chin, then suddenly said:

"I understand, I can contact Batman."

"Are you sure?" Mera said. "Batman is such a busy person, what method are you going to use to ensure he comes to this Ocean Festival with you?"

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Inside a prison in Albuquerque.

Here you go, buddy.

A prisoner sat at a wooden table in the interrogation room, while another policeman placed a glass of water on his table.

"You don't even have coffee, do you?" the prisoner asked.

"The heater is broken, so just make do with this water. Where were we?"

"I told you I was going to get a lawyer," the criminal said. "Otherwise, I won't say anything."

"You're determined to cause trouble, aren't you? Hmm?"

"Okay, okay."

In the end, the prison guards gave in.

He left the interrogation room again, and behind him came the prisoner's voice: "Come back quickly."

Okay. Don't go away.

Immediately afterwards, in the interrogation room, there was only the prisoner and a glass of water.

But the very next second, a hand suddenly reached out from the water glass and grabbed the prisoner's face.

When the prison guards returned shortly afterward, they found only a large puddle of water on the ground and an empty room.

"What happened?"

new York.

A woman is lying in her own bathtub.

Then he saw a pair of hands emerge from the water.

No, it was a pair of blood-red, lizard-like, ferocious claws.

Then, the next second, a scream rang out from the bathtub, and blood sprayed onto the wall...

Texas...

Boston...

Chicago...

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"You're singing your song again," Arthur said to Mera.

"I don't."

Mera replied.

She changed the subject and asked, "By the way, weren't you going to call Batman over? Has he arrived?"

"They're here," Aquaman said. "With Wonder Woman."

He shrugged. "You see, this is how I got Batman to the Ocean Festival."

(End of this chapter)