American Comics: Superman
Chapter 134

Dead End, A Desperate Gamble

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Return to Namor, the flagship Sea Dragon, and lean on the chair of Council Chamber.

He raised a hand to support his chin, his expression gloomy.

King Atlantis, who thought he was humiliated and threatened, left Liberty Island before the negotiations were concluded.

He has assigned specific tasks to everyone in the delegation.

Anyway, neither Land World nor Atlantis's clan members seemed to take the king seriously.

Instead of staying there and enduring the oppression of Superman, it would be more comfortable to return to the flagship.

"Obviously he is an ambitious person who wants to get more benefits from Atlantis, but he packages himself as a messenger of peace. How ridiculous!"

Out of Superman's sight, Namor was finally able to speak out his heart.

He stepped back, vented his negative emotions, and then began to face the problem to be solved.

Superman doesn't have much time left for himself.

Within forty-eight hours.

Either hand over Sebastian-Xiao; or choose to start the war again.

If the outcome of the negotiations favors the latter, the major general who calls himself a pacifist will definitely use nuclear weapons without hesitation to completely destroy Royal City Poseidonia.

On one side is the life of the tribe, on the other side are the Mutants compatriots.

Namor is in a dilemma and is tangled in his heart.

But what concerned him even more was that Superman mentioned the word "war criminal".

This is a serious accusation!

Although Namor has a bad mind, he doesn't have a good impression of executioners and butchers - even though he sometimes plays these two roles.

A villain with a low moral bottom line may not be willing to be friends with another person.

It's like many times, everyone doesn't like nosy guys.

But when I run into trouble, I desperately hope that someone will come forward.

Therefore, human beings are very complex and contradictory creatures.

Namor is even more complicated.

He is both human, Atlanteans, and Mutants.

It can be called a fighter among hybrids!

However, apart from having a strong body, this guy has no other advantages.

To a certain extent, it is an example of genetic inheritance failure.

"I need to talk to Mr. Shaw."

Namor frowned, not knowing what to do.

After a failed battle, a failed war.

Many people in Atlantis have quite a few complaints about themselves.

If Namor insists on protecting Sebastian-Xiao, I am afraid it will cause a violent backlash.

By then, it's hard to say whether he can continue to hold the position of king.

"Hypocritical guy! What a pacifist, it's nothing more than a high-sounding lie!"

Namor felt that Superman deliberately proposed to solve Mutants's problem, and then used the name of dealing with Sebastian-Xiao to explode Atlantis's internal conflicts.

"The members of the delegation are too short-sighted. They can only see the first level of intentions, and are completely unaware of Superman's sinister intentions."

Namor, who thought he was standing on the fifth floor, became increasingly frightened by Superman's city.

This is a formidable opponent!

He thought so.

Liberty Island, conference room.

When the representatives from both sides dispersed, Luke and Navy Department Nimitz sat beside the long oval desk.

The two had a tacit understanding and stayed here specifically to exchange opinions.

They all know that this negotiation is far from over.

On the one hand, Namor did not give a direct answer; on the other hand, it was Land World's specific attitude.

Atlantis As Ocean Civilization, a prehistoric civilization, its heritage and strength are extraordinary.

When this name spreads throughout the world, all countries on the land will pay close attention and be vigilant.

Luke has heard that the British have begun to restart the "Wardun's Blood" research plan, but the progress is slow.

In order to ensure the success rate and survival time of the receptor, they abandoned "Battleship-class" and instead developed multiple types of "Tank-class".

Stephanie, who has assisted Luke before, is considering whether to get a low-end version again.

For example, "Armored Car-class"?

Super Soldier, which can be mass-produced, is far more cost-effective than high-end combat power.

Soviet Union, on the other hand, continues to vigorously develop the nuclear industry, concentrates on growing mushrooms, and responds to various threats from the outside world.

Maozi's brain circuit is very simple.

There is no problem that a nuclear bomb cannot solve!

Not enough?

Then take another one!

Anyway, hard work can produce miracles!

That's the simple idea of a furry bear.

Caliber is justice, and measurement is truth.

"The purpose of convening Peace Summit...Rear Admiral Cavill is to drag in all countries in the world to form an alliance front?"

Nimitz thought for a while and asked curiously.

White House did not reveal such meaning and can only be interpreted as Luke's personal thoughts.

This major general is so bold that he now dares to skip the president and make a decision directly.

I don't care at all whether I will be held accountable afterwards.

This is probably Superman's confidence!

"Atlantis has a vast territory. All waters on the earth are theoretically considered their territory."

Luke nodded, tapped the table with his fingers a few times, and said calmly, "We have temporarily won the victory and won the opportunity to sit at the negotiating table, but there is no way to expand the results of the victory."

"On the one hand, destroying Royal City Poseidonia is a last resort and cannot solve the fundamental problem. Because Atlantis is Ocean Civilization, we cannot achieve the purpose of plundering resources by occupying land."

"On the other hand, Land World as a single country cannot put enough pressure on Deep Sea People."

"So what we have to do is to win over more allies - such as the British, such as the Soviet Union people, and... God Spear Bureau."

"They are also interested in Atlantis, they are just waiting for an opportunity to enter, or an excuse."

Nimitz was convinced. Through several contact battles and landing battles, he also saw the technological level of Atlantis.

At this time, we still need to reach a consensus with other countries and be consistent with the outside world.

"Then what if Namor-Mackenzie, that... young man who doesn't look like a king at all, is determined to protect Sebastian-Xiao..."

Navy Department asked hesitantly.

The Pentagon doesn't want to see war coming.

Especially when facing a prehistoric civilization like Atlantis with extremely powerful military strength.

"Don't worry, War Machine is difficult to turn on again."

Luke looked confident, Atlanteans would not accompany Namor to fool around.

They and Mutants are not compatriots, so there is no need to risk the resumption of war by rejecting his request.

If Namor insists on insisting, it is likely to cause resistance from the tribesmen.

At that time, impure blood, missing Golden Trident, starting wars without authorization and dragging the country into the quagmire... these problems will all break out at once.

If Atlantis had been replaced by France, the Revolution would have broken out long ago and Namor would have been guillotined.

"Put Peace Summit and Mutants-related matters on the agenda as soon as possible. Regarding White House, I will personally explain to the president."

Facing Nimitz, who has the rank of general, and Luke, who is two ranks lower, he looks more like the one giving orders.

"War criminal? No, this is a crime! It is slander and slander!"

In the reception room, Sebastian looked at the expressionless Namor. He was not panicked at all, but instead made a sad expression as if he couldn't bear to look back on the past.

"I did do things for Third Reich. This is a dark history in my life that cannot be erased. But it was not my intention. Germany during the World War II period was under the rule of Fuhrer. No one dared to resist Schutzstaffel and Gestapo."

"Namor, you know, I am a scientist. Fuhrer took a fancy to my talent and ordered me to run the concentration camp. Although I tried to refuse, the thugs put a gun to my head and said they wanted me to see my own brain..."

"At that time, I had not yet awakened the innate ability of Mutants. So, I gave in! I often regretted the decision I made and was so ashamed!"

Namor, who was originally doubtful, began to waver in his heart.

Sebastian-Xiao's words are half truth and half false, making it difficult to distinguish.

Coupled with the clear and complex emotions of guilt, sadness, regret, etc. in his eyes, it is normal to deceive the mindless Namor.

All we can say is that Sebastian-Xiao is worthy of being Black King of Hellfire Club.

For a good actor who was delayed by his Mutants status, if he enters Hollywood, Oscar will probably owe him several Oscar.

"My hands may have been stained with the blood of some innocent people, but I have never killed or tortured any prisoner held in a concentration camp!"

Sebastian raised his voice, looked calmly, and said loudly, "I have my own moral bottom line. Regarding life - regardless of skin color and race, they are all unique individuals worthy of respect!"

Namor couldn't help but lower his head, as if he was sorry for his unreasonable and excessive suspicion.

"Your Majesty, Land People is not worthy of belief. Most of the crimes they accuse are actually committed by others and framed on my head."

Sebastian calmly asked, "Just imagine, if I were really a Coldblood butcher and an inhumane executioner, how could I be supported by my fellow Mutants compatriots?"

Namor was silent for a moment. Due to psychological suggestion, he chose to believe Mr. Shaw's excuse.

His thinking and subconscious mind, subject to tampering and guidance, will take the initiative to lean towards Mutants no matter what.

This is also the tricky part for Mind Stone ability users.

Unless the magic resistance is extremely high, it comes with Mental Immunity.

Otherwise, anyone who encounters White Queen and Bald Professor will have a headache.

"Then what should we do next, Mr. Shaw?"

Namor is a little at a loss.

Sacrifice Atlantis to save Mutants?

If he did this, the already dissatisfied tribesmen might unite with Land World and kick him off the throne of the king.

"My thoughts remain unchanged, Your Majesty."

Sebastian said in a deep voice, "Everything obtained at the negotiation table is determined by the winner of the war."

"If you want peace, you must first show strength. Land World has Superman. Although we are unwilling to admit it, the other party is indeed a huge trouble that cannot be solved!"

"The only way is to use Planetary-class Weapon to destroy Land World - even part of it will do."

"Let Superman lose his mind, let him step into our trap, and then completely bury the other party with the help of Continental Shelf Shaker."

"Since this weapon can destroy Deviants of Lemuria Civilization, there is no reason why it cannot kill Superman!"

Seeing Namor's hesitation, a trace of contempt flashed across Sebastian's eyes, and he continued to add fuel to the fire, "Your Majesty, think about it carefully, will Atlanteans accept a king who has failed repeatedly?"

"Superman took everything away from you! That Trident, a symbol of royal power, as well as the respect and honor that the king deserves!"

"He is regarded as a hero and a god in Land World! But you can only become an insignificant defeat in the opponent's glorious record!"

"Can you accept this ending?"

Namor was breathing heavily. Listening to Sebastian's inflammatory tirade, his tragic childhood experiences came to mind.

He seemed to be back in those days in the slums, when the eyes of his groveling tribesmen, who should obviously respect him, were full of alienation and indifference.

The difference in skin color makes Namor like an alien and is rejected by others.

Except for his mother, every Atlanteans sees him as a monster.

"I can only believe you, Mr. Shaw."

Putting aside the last thought of struggle, Namor said calmly, "I can be a loser, but I can never lose my crown and go back to my previous life!"

"Very good! If you want to achieve great things, you must know how to sacrifice some people. This is the first step for a qualified king!"

Sebastian patted Namor on the shoulder and praised, "While Atlantis and Land World are still negotiating, we will directly take out the Ultimate Weapon. This is the last chance!"

"Would you like to call someone else?"

Namor asked.

"There are some people in the club who are not firm enough in their stance. In order to ensure that the news is not leaked, it's just the two of us!"

Sebastian said in a deep voice.

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