The Mysterious Man's Identity Would Only Be Revealed at the Finale

"Bastard, how dared he say that!" Orm flew into a rage.

At that moment, Vico received a message. His expression changed sharply as he activated the communications projection in the conference room. Outside Atlantis, countless black dots densely surrounded the city, their numbers frighteningly immense.

Beyond that, an enormous shadow lurked in the depths of the sea. It was too far away to make out in full.

In short, that thing was truly huge—so huge that once it entered the city, it would not need to do anything but lie down and roll.

It could roll from east to west, then from south to north. After four beats, it could pat itself off and leave, and Atlantis would basically have nothing left.

Oh, the foundations might be sturdier than before.

"Damn it, do the Trench Dwellers want war?"

Orm raged. This was a threat, a provocation. "Fine, I happened to want war as well. Pass down my orders—"

"King Orm, please calm down for now."

Vico interrupted from the side and kindly reminded him, "According to imperial law, the Trench Dwellers are one of the Seven Kingdoms and indeed have the right to attend the conference. As for their rude offense, what manners could savages possibly possess? You need only display a king's tolerance and benevolence, and it will surely become a fine tale passed down through the ages."

"Then where does that leave the king's dignity?" Orm glared at Vico, unable to understand whose side he was on.

"King Orm, I think Vico makes perfect sense. Let the Trench Dwellers'... King Russell enter! I would very much like to see what sort of person could conquer the bloodthirsty, mindless Trench Dwellers and become their king." Nereus frowned.

"King Orm, the Trench Dwellers have come in force. It would be