Marvel's Superman

Chapter 143 - 139 | There Are Many Ways To Eat Krakens Tentacles.

Chapter 143 - 139 There Are Many Ways To Eat Kraken's Tentacles.

Atlantis was conservative. Rarely communicating with the outside world and resisted new things.

Especially things from the land world!

What soda water, popcorn movies … all contraband!

They think it corrupts people's minds and has no value whatsoever.

This is one of the reasons why the system and traditions they uphold seem to be relatively backward.

The set of rules that have been passed down for thousands of years will always be out of date.

No matter how powerful civilization is, it will be weakened sooner or later if it's self-enclosed for too long.

Wakanda is the most obvious example.

As one of the most technologically advanced countries on the planet, they chose their leaders not by popular vote or by parliamentary judgment but by a brutal and straightforward challenge.

Is it impossible to say that a Wakandan who couldn't fight couldn't be a qualified King?

There is no connection between personal strength and one's own ability.

Through this, we can see that the long isolation allowed the Wakanda people, who were sitting on vibranium veins and didn't have to worry about developing resources, to remain in the tribal period in terms of their knowledge of governing.

Namor, who grew up in a slum and went to live on land, hated the rules and regulations of Atlantis.

In his view, a nation that judged superiority and inferiority by clothing and lineage was essentially no different from the slavery dynasties in history books.

Backward, brutal, ignorant of progress!

When Namor became king, he wanted to lead his people into the future, abolish ancient traditions, and make Atlantis great again!

Unfortunately, the noblemen of the Council of Elders constantly interfered and obstructed him.

"I will pass Neptune's test and prove my bravery! At that time, no one will oppose my opinion!"

Namor raised the trident, and the dazzling surrounded his whole body, like wearing mighty armor. His low momentum rose again.

Thunder rumbled through the dark clouds, emitting an ear-splitting roar.

"I will once again prove to the people of Atlantis that the King is powerful!"

Namor seemed to hear the warm cheers from Poseidonia, the capital of Atlantis.

That was a chant for the warriors!

Blue-skinned Atlanteans respected the strong and believed that only brave warriors could conquer the ocean and gain the gods' favor.

This was also part of why Namor was able to rise to the throne above all others.

Otherwise, the mere fact that his bloodline wasn't pure and that his skin color differed significantly from his people would have wholly disqualified him from competing for the throne.

The black people in Wakanda would never choose a white person as King unless royal blood flowed in him.

From a genetic point of view, the probability is minimal.

"He can fly and is more powerful than me -- the only way to gain victory is to summon a more powerful helper!"

Namor, who accepted the defeat, took out another artifact belonging to the King.

Horn of Proteus!

This heavy horn wrapped in pure white gold ornaments can summon ancient creatures deep in the ocean.

Whroo! Whroo!

Loud and desolate trumpets resounded through the sea.

The invisible waves spread out, releasing some kind of unique signal that immediately woke up the vast sea monster sleeping in the deep sea.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the Atlantic Ocean, giant tentacles, tens of meters long, set off huge waves.

"It's the Kraken!"

Deep in Poseidonia palace, the capital of Atlantis, the nobles were watching the battle.

"It seems that Namor has been driven to desperation by the land dweller. He didn't hesitate to use the Horn of Proteus to awaken the sleeping Kraken!"

"Every time the Kraken wakes up, it would look for food. We'll have to prepare for another sacrifice day!"

"Humph, not even a land dweller could beat it -- This is the great King of Atlantis, our noble-hearted King!"

"…"

The robed noblemen deliberated and continued to watch the battle through a mirrored layer of water.

Kraken, also known as The Deep-Sea Monster, is a giant sea monster that dwells off the coasts of Greenland.

Typically lurking at the bottom of the deep sea, it will occasionally come to the surface to attack passing ships and prey on large marine animals such as whales.

Many sailors used the Kraken's body as a 'small island' to rest and lived on in ancient times.

Until the sea monster dived, they became food and were buried at sea.

It is one of the guardians of Atlantis, and like the giant whale Giganto, it obeyed the call from the Horn of Proteus.

"I never thought there would be such a strong person among the land people."

A robed nobleman looked at Superman, who had forced Namor into a disadvantageous position and couldn't help but grunt softly.

The existence of Atlantis is even older than the Sumerian civilization, the oldest known human society.

So, naturally, they didn't think very highly of the so-called land people.

"It's all about whether Namor gets the final victory or not! If he fails, then -- as a hybrid! What other qualifications does he have to sit on the throne?"

Another robed nobleman laughed mockingly.

"I am ashamed at the thought of groveling to a bastard and addressing him as Your Majesty!"

The Council of Elders looked at each other, but they didn't reprimand the treacherous words.

"Namor is too impulsive, not stable enough, and he isn't fit to be a king."

The most respected robed nobleman gave the final word and said, "If he loses to a land dweller, it proves that the God of the Sea has abandoned him. A King who has lost his favor is not worthy of loyalty."

…

…

"If you can't win, you call a helper?"

Luke laughed softly as his eyes let out a hot, unparalleled high-temperature beam.

The Kraken is almost 150 meters long, like an enlarged version of the Giant Squid.

A dozen powerful tentacles, enough to entangle the carriers parked in the distance and overturn them.

Considering the safety of Captain Bullock and the others, Luke used Heat Vision to cut off a vast tentacle that was coming at him.

Rip!

The crimson beam slices through!

The giant tentacle of the Kraken was cut off at the hip.

In pain, the Kraken emitted an ear-splitting wail that shook the eardrum.

The remaining tentacles were like mountains, wrapped in terrifying power. Smashing the air and sweeping in!

Luke unleashes his bio force field, creating a solid barrier to block the ferocious, powerful thrusts!

Boom!

Like a baseball hit with full force, he flew backward in an instant.

Under the gloomy sky, the dark red cloak left a blurry line of shadow.

A silver lightning bolt tore through the sky. Luke stabilized himself with a deep breath and swooped down like a fighter plane.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Heavy explosions resounded in the air. Under the sudden acceleration, the dark red residual shadow broke through the sound barrier and traced a beautiful arc.

A fist slammed into the huge, soft head of the Kraken, sending the sea monster underwater.

Immediately afterward, strong arms bursting with power wrapped around a tentacle and pulled hard!

"Grilled, sashimi, or baked…? Let's just grill it!"

Luke wondered about how to cook it while looking down and releasing Heat Vision.

The high-temperature beams that could vaporize flesh and blood, like a dazzling red sword, slashed down!

Hiss, hiss!

The waves lapping at the sea surface instantly evaporated and dried up, emitting a large cloud of white mist.

The frantic struggle of a dozen giant tentacles, as if its strength was suddenly taken away, went limp and slippery.

"Do you have any other tricks?"

He opened his arms and let the tentacle go. Luke's indifferent eyes swept over the colossal corpse floating on the surface of the sea.

Then, he looked at the dumbfounded Namor.

He had to say that the strength of the opposition was strong enough to rank among the top powers of the Earth.

Especially when there was home-advantage and the artifact bonus.

But it's a pity that he met Superman.