"You can't take the Mother Box!"
"I won't allow this to happen!"
Quickly suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind, Mera's face hardened with unwavering resolve.
She raised her hand once more and swung it down fiercely.
Crash—crash—crash!
The surrounding seawater instantly twisted and surged, forming a massive water dragon.
It roared as it swept straight toward Alex.
The power of that water dragon was no joke—Mera herself was far from weak.
But Alex merely waved his hand lightly.
Boom!
The water dragon was instantly dispersed by Alex.
Effortless. Casual. As if it had taken no strength at all.
Mera's expression immediately darkened, the shock on her face deepening even further.
This man's hydrokinesis was even stronger than what he had shown earlier!
"Hah!"
Mera clenched her teeth and let out a low shout, preparing to unleash her full strength against Alex.
However—
Bang!
All she heard was a muffled, dampened tearing sound—
Or rather, the sound of water being split apart.
At the same time, a splash erupted, and the Homelander vanished on the spot.
His speed was so terrifying that Mera couldn't react at all.
In that same instant—
She felt an immense pressure descend upon her.
Her vision blurred.
The Homelander had appeared right in front of her!
"What?!"
Mera's heart was thrown into utter turmoil.
She could hardly believe her own eyes.
In less than a second, he had crossed a distance of over a hundred meters?!
Was this a joke?!
This was underwater, not on land!
Did the resistance of water mean nothing to him?!
How could anyone possibly do something like this?
Just who exactly was this man who called himself the Homelander?
Boom!
Almost simultaneously—
A dull, heavy sound rang out.
Alex's fist smashed straight into Mera.
Princess Mera was sent flying like a cannonball.
She was hurled several hundred meters away before slamming brutally into the thick city wall.
The entire wall shuddered violently.
Mera collapsed, unable to rise again.
Alex didn't kill her.
Instead, he casually gestured toward the Mother Box resting atop the pillar.
Whoosh!
The Mother Box immediately flew through the water toward Alex.
He caught it effortlessly with one hand, looking calm and imposing.
"S-Stop!"
"You can't take it!"
"You have no idea what you're doing!"
Badly injured and unable to stand, Mera shouted at Alex with great effort.
But she no longer had the strength to stop him.
"Go back and tell the King of Atlantis,"
Alex glanced at Mera indifferently and spoke in a calm, steady tone,
"If you want the Mother Box back, bring the Sacred Trident in exchange."
Mera froze for a moment.
"The Sacred Trident? That's your goal?"
She had never imagined that after all this trouble, all this upheaval, this Homelander's objective was actually the Sacred Trident.
To the vast majority of Atlanteans, the Sacred Trident was nothing more than a legend.
But Mera wasn't one of them.
She knew it truly existed.
Even so, it was no different from a myth.
"The Sacred Trident has been lost for thousands of years!"
"No one knows where it is!"
"Very few even know of its existence. Atlantis doesn't have it—I swear everything I'm saying is true!"
Mera immediately called out to Alex in a firm voice.
She thought Alex believed the Sacred Trident was still in Atlantis, and hurried to explain.
"I know the Sacred Trident isn't in Atlantis,"
Alex replied calmly, giving an answer that caught her completely off guard.
"But I need you to mobilize the power of the entire ocean empire to help me find it."
Mera: "..."
She was utterly stunned, so shaken that she nearly lost the ability to speak.
Did this man even understand what he was saying?
He was threatening all of Atlantis?!
"Madman… you must be a madman."
Several seconds passed before Mera finally stared at Alex and muttered those words.
"You only need to pass on my message."
Alex didn't waste any more words on her.
Under Mera's furious and unwilling gaze, he swaggered toward the exit.
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!
But at that moment—
One ocean battleship after another poured in through the entrance of the old city.
They lined up in tight formation, completely surrounding Alex.
"Leaving just like that… doesn't it make us look a bit incompetent?"
A calm voice echoed out.
"Vulko!"
Mera's spirits immediately lifted.
Sure enough—
In the next moment, Alex saw Vulko strolling in leisurely from the entrance.
Vulko merely glanced at Alex before quickly moving to Mera's side, helping her up.
"Mera, are you alright?"
"I'm fine,"
Mera shook her head, then immediately said in a low voice,
"Vulko, you can't let him take the Mother Box."
"Don't worry. He won't be able to take it."
Vulko wore an expression of absolute confidence.
He had brought forty warships with him.
Even if King Orm were here, he would be riddled with holes in an instant.
This man might have defeated Mera and her guards, which was shocking enough—
But there was no way he could escape.
"Vulko, don't underestimate him. This man isn't simple."
Mera warned seriously.
Considering Alex's terrifying speed, she didn't share Vulko's confidence at all.
"I'll be careful,"
Vulko nodded, though he still didn't truly take Alex to heart.
"Put down the Mother Box and surrender. That's your only way out."
Vulko fixed his gaze on Alex, cold light flashing in his eyes.
"I hope you'll learn something from this."
Alex merely shrugged, his expression calm as a mountain.
"I hope you remember this lesson," he said lightly.
"Next time, don't be so careless."
Careless?
Whether it was Vulko or the Atlantean warriors aboard the warships, they nearly laughed out loud.
This Eastern-faced guy was way too arrogant, wasn't he?
Forty warships had been mobilized just for him alone—
And that was supposed to be careless?
This bravado was painfully forced!
But Alex didn't bother saying anything more.
He simply waved his hand casually.
Whoooosh—whoooosh—whoooosh!
The seabed instantly erupted into chaos.
Enormous waves formed out of nowhere, as if someone were violently stirring the ocean with a divine staff.
The sea truly turned upside down.
At that moment—
The forty warships Vulko had brought were instantly overturned by the massive waves.
Like plastic bags tossed about in a raging storm.
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