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The tornado above the surface of the sea spun at great speed, rampage with a whining roar. The two-in-one giant tornado had slowly dispersed after colliding with Namor, the king of Atlantis.

In mid-air, the majestic golden-winged Dapeng statue flew down with a golden light, made a loud bang, and landed on the deck of the battleship, revealing the two figures on its back.

The storm on the sea reached its peak at this time, and under the guidance of Storm Girl's ability, dozens of huge tornadoes kept colliding and neutralizing each other, letting out a whimper like a sea ghost, like a file rubbing against the ear, making people panic in the bottom of their hearts.

The air flow suddenly became chaotic, and countless turbulent currents violently impacted, and the huge waves in the sky nearly 100 meters high lost the support of the wind and suddenly fell down, as if the sky and the sea were flipped over at this moment.

There was no breath of life on the surface of the sea, only the violent wind and the dead sea, and even the Sunwalker battleship shook violently at this moment, just like the end of the world, and a trace of inexplicable panic rose in everyone's hearts.

Standing on the bow of the battleship, Helena, who was firmly grasping the deck with her steel claws, suddenly opened her eyes, and her blood-colored pupils and the force of blood responded violently, piercing through the sea and seeing King Namor surrounded by Atlanteans beneath the surface of the sea.

Helena's right hand, which was as clear as jade, swung into the void, and the twelve torpedoes that had been prepared behind her shot out and plunged headlong into the raging waves.

The force of blood mixed with the sea water swarmed up like a living force, tightly wound around the torpedo, like a puppet's thread, and subtly adjusted the direction of the torpedo in the waves.

Helena's Warrior Turtle and Daywalker Bloodline stood up one after another, and quickly pounced in the direction of the torpedo shot, their sturdy bodies tumbling on the top of the waves hundreds of meters high, and then plunged headlong into the raging waves.

With the instinct in their veins, under the influence of the all-pervasive force of blood, they are like vigorous swimming fish, speeding up in the raging rapids, patrolling the guidance of the torpedoes fired, and rushing towards the unknown enemy in the depths of the ocean.

Driven by the force of blood, the torpedo was accelerated to an extremely terrifying degree, like a silver line, flying forward through countless chaotic waves of water.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

A series of muffled sounds exploded in my ears, and the sounds were dense and almost connected.

Namor turned his head in horror to see that the Atlantean Demon Shark Legion who was guarding him was hit and exploded by a powerful force, and his flesh and blood struggled in the torrent of steel and flame.

For the first time in his life, Namor hated his natural sharp eyesight, allowing him to see clearly that they were blood-colored torpedoes, cruelly tearing open the bodies of his people, and causing life to pass away senselessly.

Caught off guard, all the Atlanteans suffered injuries of varying severity, and some were directly torpedoed and torn to pieces. They have lived in the ocean for a long time, and with their fragile armor, it is obvious that they cannot stop this menacing series of explosions.

When Namor came to his senses, there was only a thick blood mist around him, and there was a rustling sound like cannibalization and whale swallowing from the blood mist. There were only thirty or fifty clansmen left in the blood mist, their flesh and blood blurred, and they let out a painful wail.

The vast sea, where the water flows, is the pride of the sea, the kingdom of the Atlanteans. They have lived in the ocean for 10,000 years and have never had such a loss.

Looking at the tragic scene around him, Namor's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared towards the ocean: "Scum! No matter who you are, no matter where you are, I, Namor, swear that I will find you! Kill you! ”

At this time, the Daywalker Blood Clan swooped down like a ghost. The warrior turtle took the lead, and the twin knives or harpoons in his hands were wiped out at the vital point of the Atlanteans with incredible speed.

Behind the four, five Bloodborns armed with harpoon launchers pulled the trigger in their hands, and the harpoons shot at the surviving Atlanteans like arrows.

"The Great Wave!" Namor let out an angry roar and swung his trident above the sea, which listened to his call, and with his unwavering will for revenge, the water condensed into a huge wave and rushed upwards.

Namor's heart burned with rage, and he urged the water under his feet to rise to avenge the tragic death of his people.

Before he could finish his words, his body was hit by a huge force and flew up. A harpoon glowing with a cold and cold light, like a silver-white light, passed through the waves and passed through his chest.

"Ho... Ho—" Blood poured out of his mouth, and Namor looked down in disbelief, a harpoon glowing with a cold cold light, piercing his chest. A foot-sized bloody hole was torn in his chest, and his heart was exposed, and his flesh was blurred.

The sound of harpoons piercing flesh sounded one after another, and the harpoons fired with brilliant results.

The powerful Atlantean survivors were first baptized by a torpedo explosion, and then caught off guard by the sharp harpoon nets. Most of them died in two consecutive waves of saturated firepower attacks before they could use their abilities and strength.

"Your Majesty!" Namoria, the princess of Atlantis, stepped forward to hug the unconscious Namor, and she raised her head and wailed in despair. Under her will, the surrounding sea slowly swirled, forming a huge seawater barrier, blocking the two of them.

Several pounced harpoons hit the sea barrier and were quickly ejected. The four warrior turtle brothers glanced at each other, separated like wolves, bypassed the barrier, and killed Namor.

"Let's go!" The legion leader Hai Sha waved the huge anchor in his hand, and his broad body blocked the front of the fast-attacking warrior turtle.

Boom!

Where the twin knives met the anchor, there was a loud sound that shook the sky. A huge force surged, and the twin knives broke the anchor with an unstoppable force, and went down the shoulders of Haisha, unloading most of Haisha's body.

The long knife shakes at high speed at an extremely high frequency, pulling the seawater, creating countless small and dense bubbles. The bubbles collapse and burst to cavitate, and the resulting high pressure squeezes blood out of the wounds on Haisha's body.

"No!" The surviving Atlantean warriors let out an earth-shattering roar, dragging their seriously injured bodies one by one, frantically blocking in front of the warrior turtle.

They did not seek to defeat the cruel enemy, but only hoped to buy every minute and second of King Namor's retreat with their flesh and blood.

The Warrior Turtle waved the weapon in his hand violently, remained indifferent, and crossed the crowd unmoved.

This is not a battle, but a massacre of cold-weapon soldiers by the Kobu Legion!

Like cavalry charging at tank troops, most of the Atlantean warriors were killed by harpoons before they even made contact with the enemy, or vaguely felt that the sword flashed in front of them, and they were cut in two.

Smelling the blood of the wound, streams of blue-red blood mist rushed forward as if they were alive, greedily absorbing the nutrients and energy in the flesh and blood.

Beneath the surface of the sea, fierce battles continue. After defeating the Atlantean Demon Shark Legion, the Warrior Turtle led the Daywalker Bloodline, like a greedy wolf pack, to bite Namor in embarrassment.

Namoria looked in horror at the indifferent enemy behind her, and endless fear welled up in her eyes.

There is no communication!

There is no wavering!

Only pure killing intent!

Behind them, these seemingly honest figures, as if they were robots without consciousness and consciousness, dragged their bodies full of wounds, as if they had a life-and-death hatred, and bit them behind them.

But Namoria didn't even know the cause of the war!

In front of the undersea country, the city of Atlantis, which had been sealed under the sea for tens of thousands of years, was in the distance, and the enemy behind him cast a hint of incomprehensible glance and turned his head away.

Namoria's face turned pale, and at this moment, she finally understood that the greatest crisis in the history of Atlantis had arrived.

Above the sea, under the guidance of the Storm Maiden, the storm gradually subsided. The wind and waves on the sea are calm, the clouds are closing and the sun is rising, and the sun shines through the clouds and spreads to the sea.

The wreckage of warships floats on the sea, and the Daywalker warriors are busy salvaging the surviving Bloods.

At this time, the warrior turtle took the sea and other Atlantean captives, like a dolphin, and jumped up and stood on the deck.

"Most of them are killed, and they are guaranteed to make their hearts ache. Leaving two people behind, we followed and found the address of Atlantis City. This is a caught tongue that does not look low. Big Brother Leonardo reported.

The elders of the Assama and Giovanni clans looked respectfully at the figure on the deck.

In this battle, the core strength of the ancient blood clan was severely damaged, and only a few were able to escape, but they were also like lost dogs, returning to Europe, preaching the strength of the Kewu Legion.

Most of the core Bloods were buried in the storm, crushed into powder by the blood mist, turning into blood flowing around the ship.

Unleash a shocking storm and destroy the military strength of the Ancient Bloods in one fell swoop.

Use yourself as bait to find the address of Atlantis and involve the Sea Clan in the revolution and war of Covu.

The brilliance of the results and the bizarre tactics are unprecedented and unparalleled in the world.

The Daywalker fleet sails on the ocean, and the golden sunlight serves as its backdrop, covering it with a dazzling layer of gold, which is extremely dreamy and splendid.

The sea is all red, and the blood is rushing into the sky.