Was It You Who Led the Japanese In?

We've arrived.

Mera anchored the submarine in the dark trench. Several kilometers away, ancient and dilapidated buildings lay quietly in the deep sea. Even though they were now ruins, their former glory was still evident.

In the darkness, glowing corals and seaweed clung to the ruins, emitting a faint, star-like light.

Outside the ruins, several patrol ships hovered around like swallows, while several Atlantis warriors wielding black tridents moved like fish, remaining vigilant at all times.

"There are indeed energy fluctuations from the Mother Box."

The Ben nodded.

"Let's stop the submarine here first, otherwise it'll be troublesome if we're discovered."

Mera felt that infiltration was a better option than barging in directly, since her little submarine wasn't equipped with any powerful weapons.

"I'll transform first."

Ben didn't want seawater to get into his nose, so he immediately pressed the button on his watch, transforming into Ripjaws.

The submarine's glass compartment opened immediately, and seawater rushed in, making Ben feel very comfortable, just like air.

"His strength has indeed increased again."

He looked down at his webbed hands, clenched them tightly, and a powerful force surged into his body.

On his way here, he had already fused the genes of the Xebel Kingdom and the Atlantis Kingdom with Ripjaws.

Although the people of these two countries are more similar to humans in appearance and look like a different species from the people of the Fishermen Kingdom and the Brine Kingdom, in reality, the genetic differences between them are not that huge.

If we trace their origins back to the same ancestor, then humans are merely a similar-looking foreign race.

Therefore, there was nothing wrong with the fusion of forces.

Ripjaws Teeth's strength has been enhanced once again. His genes are closer to those of the Atlantis, so his degree of integration is also the highest. He has completely mastered the Atlantis fighting style. Now, all that is missing is a trident. Once Ben can stir up the vortex and cleave through metal, it will be a piece of cake.

Furthermore, they gained the ability to communicate with marine life.

Waterhazard's abilities are more compatible with the genes of the Xebel Kingdom. Based on the original foundation, Waterhazard's water control ability has been further enhanced, and has even reached a level comparable to the absurd water technology of Atlantis - only a small amount of water is needed to release enough energy to destroy a small mountain!

"There are so many guards."

Mera parted a few wisps of seaweed and cautiously peered around the ruins.

Clearly, the level of security here was somewhat beyond her expectations.

"One, two... a total of ten patrol ships, with over forty guards. There are so many! We're probably no match for them. We'd better find a way to infiltrate—"

Before Mera could finish speaking, a strong current rushed towards her, nearly knocking her over.

After the white foam in front of her dissipated, she saw that Ben had already rushed towards the ruins like a torpedo.

No, what are you doing?

This isn't infiltration at all!

Ben: No, this is infiltration!

Why not just kill off all the witnesses?

Ben played the accordion as he walked.

There is no one.

More than me.

They're even better at infiltration!

Seeing Ben leave everyone else in the dust, Mera knew she couldn't stop him and could only quickly shake the seawater to catch up.

However, although she swam faster than a ship, she was still far slower than Ben.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them widened again.

At this moment, Ben had completely entered the observation range of the guards.

The lights on the patrol ship shone back and forth, illuminating small areas of darkness.

With several patrol ships working together, they can cover virtually no blind spots.

But Ben was too fast; he was like a phantom in the deep sea, breaking through the currents in the blink of an eye and arriving in front of a patrol ship.

Those inside the ship only saw a dark shadow flash by like a crow, and the next moment, Ben's terrifying face was pressed directly against the glass.

The patrol ships, capable of withstanding thousands or even tens of thousands of tons of water pressure, were as fragile as paper in front of Ben.

Click!

The terrifying steel teeth pierced the ship's hull, and were then bitten into scrap metal by Ben.

Ben tore off several tens of centimeters of the ship's sheet metal like tearing open a can, then with a swift motion, he yanked the people inside out and flung them away.

Only at this moment did the other party realize that they had been attacked.

The remaining patrol ships reacted immediately, their ray-like tails and wings incredibly agile, and they swarmed towards Ben, launching attacks on him simultaneously.

"Intrusion detected!"

"Fire immediately!"

Wow!

Dense beams of energy swept in, passing by Ben and leaving white trails in their wake.

Mera, watching from afar, was terrified. If she were to be grazed by those beams of light, she would likely lose her fighting ability instantly and be severely injured.

She wanted to get there quickly to see if she could control the ocean currents to steer the projectiles in another direction.

However, despite its seemingly dangerous nature, Ben is actually quite safe.

He moved through the hail of bullets like an eel, dodging all the attacks.

Back when he was fighting Tony on Sakaar, Ben had already completed the experiment of fusing Alien Hero genes with his own. Now, his Spider-Sense was also working, and coupled with his current heightened sensitivity to changes in ocean currents, every attack from his opponent was predictable and risk-free in Ben's eyes.

"In the face of my Spider-Sense, all attacks are useless!"

At that moment, he shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

In an instant, a black shadow pierced through the barrage of attacks with Flash speed, instantly piercing the flank of a patrol ship!

Immediately afterwards, Ben's body moved upstream with the ocean current, instantly piercing through all the patrol ships.

Boom!

Dozens of guards scrambled out of the wrecked ship, looking at Ben in terror as if they had seen a ghost.

"Who exactly are you?!"

Why did you attack us?!

"Hand over the Mother Box."

Ben spoke directly.

"So, it really is here for the Mother Box?" The leading guard frowned. The ugly thing in front of him had the same purpose as he expected. The only thing that puzzled him was how the other party knew the whereabouts of the Mother Box.

It's important to know that guarding the Mother Box Mother Box a highly confidential mission; only a few members of royalty and the council know its location.

Just as he was puzzled, Mera finally arrived.

"Ban, you were too impulsive."

Her long, rose-colored hair flowed like that of a daughter of the sea, and she looked at Ben with worried eyes.

After carefully examining him and confirming that Ben had no injuries whatsoever, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the guards also recognized Mera.

"You are... Princess Mera of the Xebel Kingdom?" The other person's eyes widened, as if asking, "So, you're the one who lured the Japanese here?"

"Princess Mera, aren't you about to marry King Orm? Why are you spending time with this dangerous criminal?"

"Mind your own business!"

Mera glared back, her not-so-large chest puffing out, like a traitor borrowing the tiger's power.

"Let me tell you, the Imperial Army asked me—no, the future Aquaman asked me—to deliver a message to you! Hand over the Mother Box!"

The guards were naturally not intimidated by her.

They obey the council and King Orm.

"Everyone, listen up! Put on your combat gear! Mera has betrayed us! Arrest her and the traitors from the Fishermen Kingdom immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his trident and charged towards Ben.

Of the dozens of soldiers behind him, half immediately charged forward like him, while the other half began to change into a set of heavy white armor that looked like plastic.

Mera was about to retaliate, but Ben grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"Step back."

Although this girl is quite strong, she can't possibly be a match for so many people. In a melee, Ben finds her a hindrance.

The Ripjaws dorsal fin sliced through the viscous darkness, its gray scales shimmering in the cold light of its luminous head. It clenched the webbing between its toes, feeling the stinging sensation of the deep-sea pressure licking its skin.

Three beams of azure light suddenly tore through the water curtain!

The guards, clad in combat gear, attacked first but were faster than expected.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, all in one look!

The weapon, resembling a plastic water gun, released intense plasma beams, instantly blasting the evaporated seawater along its path into a series of gas explosions.

The stinging sensation from the Spider-Sense wasn't intense.

You can dodge it!

But Ben did not dodge.

He suddenly opened his hands, and the water condensed into a spiral vortex in his palms.

Those webbed hands resembled a giant net; with a clench of the fingers, it seemed as if they were grasping the seawater.

Immediately afterwards, Ben's hands trembled!

Whoosh!

"Ocean Current Shoulder Throw!"

The massive ocean current that had been blocking his way suddenly began to tremble like a curtain. At that moment, he completely controlled the invisible current, twisting the energy beams that brushed past him into luminous parabolas.

"Such immense power!"

Mera was completely stunned.

She had never seen anyone control ocean currents with such precision and power.

Her alluring eyes lingered on Ben's broad back, where the fins protruding from his spine were powerful and imposing!

You still say you're not Aquaman!

Actually, Ben was just trying it out; he didn't expect that he could actually use the ocean currents for offense and defense.

Although it doesn't directly manipulate water like the Waterhazard, this attack, using a method similar to Fish-Man Karate from One Piece, with the sheer force of the sea, is powerful enough to create towering waves!

The guards were equally surprised, but their mission was to protect the Mother Box and repel the invaders. They had no choice but to grit their teeth and launch an attack.

At that moment, the attack from the warriors charging at the forefront arrived.

"Bang!"

The black trident tip gleamed dangerously, piercing through the water curtain.

However, to Ben, these attacks seemed as slow as a snail's pace.

Suddenly, the scales on his waist billowed out, spraying water in the opposite direction as it approached the sharp trident. But at the last second, he twisted his body to avoid it, his densely packed steel teeth biting into the shaft, sending sparks flying.

In the blink of an eye, the trident was broken in two.

Ben grinned maliciously, chewed the bitten-off piece into crumbs and swallowed it, then snatched the remaining two sections of the trident.

The guard in the distance is charging his beam rifle on his left arm, preparing for a second attack.

However, as they raised their heads to aim, the blue light shone through the seawater and revealed Ripjaws's grinning face.

Ben threw it with both hands.

It was as if a harpoon had been thrown out.

With a whoosh, it pierced through the chests of both men and pinned them to the wall of the distant ruins.

Immediately afterwards, his eardrums vibrated violently, and he twisted the arms of the soldier in front of him, breaking them—blood gushed out in the thick darkness.

In a single exchange, Ben's displayed power terrified all the guards, leaving them momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Fear gripped them, and although they did not scatter and flee like a school of fish, they hesitated to launch another attack.

"Retreat, retreat..."

The soldier whose hands had been twisted off by Ben had his eyes rolled back and was weakly uttering commands.

"Quickly, contact the kingdom... request... support..."

"That won't do!"

Ben glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the other soldiers who were already considering retreating.

"I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so--"

The next moment, his scales began to open and close with a creaking sound, and his arms spread wide again, trying to grab the ocean current as much as possible—

"Ocean Current Shoulder Throw!"

The entire sea area suddenly underwent a dramatic transformation!

The seawater within a radius of a hundred meters was like being caught in a giant washing machine, and the massive whirlpool swept up all the enemies in front of Ben. The power of the current twisted the guards' joints, causing them to groan and deform.

"Ah--"

A piercing scream rang out.

But Ben couldn't hear it, because the impact of the massive horizontal tornado formed by the ocean current had drowned out all other sounds.

In the dim light, as if a toilet button had been flushed, all the enemies were swept up and, like garbage in a sewer, were left dizzy, disoriented, and bleeding from their heads.

When the current subsided, these people were lying belly up like dead fish, their eyes rolled back, unconscious.

"They're not all dead, are they?"

Mera couldn't bear it.

"No, he just fainted." Ben shrugged.

"I'm not some kind of devil."

"Those guys with stab wounds in the chest are in some danger." He tossed out a vial of medicine. "Just sprinkle some of that into the seawater around them."

With that, Ben flicked his fishtail and charged into the ruins.

This was a building that resembled the Leaning Tower of Pisa, but its interior was openwork like the Colosseum in Ancient Rome. Ben grabbed a black trident and swam toward the very center of the ruins.

Soon, the Mother Box, radiating immense energy, appeared before his eyes.

"The second Mother Box has arrived as well."

The trident lifts the Mother Box.

Ben turned back and saw Mera had already returned after applying the healing potion.

What are you going to do with their broken trident?

"Don't worry about it."

Ben didn't intend to explain how a woman could possibly understand the allure of a straight, long pole to a man.