In the deepest part of the prison, inside the thick and solid alloy cell door, there is a figure crawling on the ground.
The tattered clothes and the shackles on his hands and feet all showed that he was a prisoner with a serious crime on his back.
"Still alive."
The prison guard glanced at her through the bars and then walked away.
Their daily job is very simple, just make sure the prisoner is alive.
There is no need to think about diet, hygiene, etc.
"Another bad day."
Namor moved slowly, like a reptile with its bones removed.
Atlantis's cell is slightly different from the above world, with beds and sanitary facilities placed in the corners.
The remaining one-third of the space is filled with a nutritional cabin similar to an oversized fish tank.
Long-term dehydration is a terrible punishment for Atlanteans.
Their bodies need to be rehydrated after being away from the sea for at most a week.
Prisoners in prison still have the most basic human rights.
Only when you make a mistake will you be punished by cutting off water.
"One day, I will return to land."
Namor crawled hard and rolled into the nutrition cabin.
The liquid inside was quite turbid. It had obviously been used for a long time and had not been changed for a long time.
But at this time, it's not so particular.
Half of the body is soaked in nutrient solution, and every cell is hungry for water.
Namor's manic mood gradually calmed down.
Close your eyes and breathe softly.
The stinging pain in his broken spine became slightly more bearable and no longer tortured his spirit.
After accepting the double trial of the military court and Atlantis, Namor was thrown into this cell like garbage.
Just as Robed Nobles said, he lost the glorious crown and supreme power of the king and became a prisoner who no one cares about.
It's like falling from the clouds into the mud.
All this is because——Superman!
He could never forget the heavy pressure that tall figure brought to him.
Howling in pain, struggling feebly, and then returning to darkness.
The confidence Namor had accumulated over decades completely collapsed under Superman's Iron Fist!
hiss!
The memories brought about, maybe anger, maybe despair, maybe hatred... The poor king who had lost everything subconsciously turned around.
Severe pain hit the brain again!
His tough face, full of decadence and frustration, became particularly ferocious.
"It shouldn't be like this."
Namor remembered what his father said on land, that he was born to rule the ocean and become the king of Atlantis.
But now, he can only stay in a small, dark cell.
Day after day, wasting away life.
This is undoubtedly the most terrible torture for a strong and ambitious man.
Crunch!
The heavy and solid cell door suddenly opened, and a ray of light came in.
"This smells really bad!"
A charming female voice sounded, causing Namor to look up.
I couldn't see her face clearly in the dark environment, but I could only roughly tell that her figure was very curved.
"Namor?"
Against the light, Black Queen, hidden in the shadows, stared at the man with unshaven beard and a smelly body, who looked like a beggar.
She couldn't help but hesitate, this image really didn't look like Lord of the Seven Seas, the king of Atlantis.
"Who are you?"
Namor asked coldly while lying in the nutrition cabin.
Since he was released from prison, many Robed Nobless have come to visit and laugh at his situation.
"Someone who can save you."
Black Queen The corners of her mouth curled up, and she took a few steps closer, sending a signal of goodwill.
"Are you Mutants?"
Namor asked with a frown.
By light.
He saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.
There is no blue skin for Atlantis.
Gorgeous and coquettish, like a deadly black mandala.
"Yes, we are the same kind."
Selene bent down slightly and said in a seductive tone, "Your people abandoned you here. Robed Nobles described you as 'Coldblood's executioner' and 'an inhumane butcher', and tried their best to discredit your image."
"King, Atlantis is no longer the home you protect. It has united with the major kingdoms on Land World. This goes against your will and the traditions of the past generations."
After experiencing a failure, Namor became much calmer.
Before he hit rock bottom, one thing was beyond doubt.
Sebastian-Xiao deceived himself and took advantage of himself.
Namor frowned slightly, Black Queen's bewitching tone revealed a familiar feeling, which was exactly the same as Sebastian-Xiao.
This is a liar!
He makes judgments.
"Speak directly, what do you need from me and what can you give me."
Namor had a sullen face, trying hard to control his inner excitement.
No one wants to spend their entire lives in a cell, enduring a dirty environment.
Freedom, this is something that every prisoner in prison once had, then lost, and now desires especially.
The arrival of Black Queen brought him a glimmer of hope.
"I hope you can get out of the shadow of failure, overcome the nightmare in your heart, and find yourself again."
Black Queen showed his chips.
A flame crystal that emits brilliant light.
Phoenix Force!
She had already received one and could no longer absorb it.
Phoenix needs an apostle, and Selene thinks Namor is a good fit.
He is Mutants, with strong talent and huge potential.
It's just unfortunate that I met a strong enemy like Superman when I first debuted, so I suffered heavy defeats one after another and lost everything.
"Atlanteans can easily heal your broken spine, allowing you to heal and stand up again."
Black Queen arouses the anger of Namor, striving to make the other party's IQ continue to decline, and then become his puppet.
"But they didn't. Those Robed Nobles let you live without dignity, hiding behind the scenes and laughing wildly."
"I am willing to give you the opportunity to launch revenge and take back what belongs to you... but the prerequisite is that you need to sign a contract."
Selene threw out a piece of parchment with flame patterns. She was a witch, so she was no stranger to the tricks of the devil in hell.
There are many traps hidden in this contract that ordinary people cannot pay attention to.
As long as he signs his name, Black Queen can easily take away the soul of Namor when the matter is completed.
Make full use of tool man!
Whether before life or after death, you can shine!
Perfect!
"How can I trust you?"
Namor glanced at the contract and asked warily.
To be honest, he was not very able to understand the obscure, difficult to pronounce, and long words above.
Black Queen stretched out his hand, and the life energy drawn from daily life was poured into Namor's body.
Like a medical miracle!
Namor, whose spine was broken and his lower body was paralyzed, actually became conscious.
He held the edge of the nutrition cabin with both hands and stood up suddenly.
The atrophied muscles slowly expanded like a balloon filled with water.
"This is..."
"The power you lost."
Black Queen smiled slightly and continued, "I can also make you stronger."
Namor's face looked uncertain. He lowered his head as if thinking.
The silent environment stretched the time. After taking a few deep breaths, the young king with nothing took over the contract from Selene.
Bite your finger open and stamp it.
Put your "name" on the contract!
"Good, you made a wise choice."
Black Queen smiled with satisfaction. She handed the fragment of Phoenix Force to the other party, and then said, "Next, it's time to talk about the implementation of the treaty."
"I need you to deal with a person and restrain his actions."
Namor, who gradually regained his strength, looked at Blink and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"
"Your 'old friend'."
Black Queen spit out the name gently.
"Superman."