Chapter 200

Namo, the sea king, is the name of this young man.

He's a hybrid of Atlantis and humans, which gives his skin a slightly cyan color, because Atlantis are light blue, like some kind of aquatic animal.

But he also inherited a part, that is, his elf like sharp ears.

His father was originally the captain of an ocean going freighter who accidentally rescued the queen of Atlantis, who was trapped in a fishing net, who was namo's mother.

They fell in love, and then there was namo.

But Atlantis quickly found their queen, and they thought it was human who kidnapped her and killed namo's father.

The queen has no way to explain. Her identity makes him unable to tell the truth of his love for human beings. She can only take namo back to Atlantis and let him live there.

But because of namo's unique skin color, he suffered from discrimination since he was a child. He blamed everything on his human father. If it were not for him, he would not have such a skin color.

Maybe it's the pressure in the deep sea, and Atlantis never sees the light.

Everything around him made him very paranoid. He hated all human beings and regarded himself as Atlantis. After his mother died, he had to use violence to inherit the throne. The dark reality made him more paranoid.

in fact, this is due to the problem of blood lineage. He has been living under water for decades because of his long stay in the water or on the land, which will make him crazy.

If you compare him with Arthur next door, although they are all sea king, there are many differences in ability.

Arthur's strength is 1500 times that of ordinary human beings. He is invulnerable to strong defenses. He has a set of excellent armor. He has several followers. He has an impartial attitude towards human beings and sea people.

Sometimes when people are in trouble, Arthur will give them fish to eat.

But like the sea queen that Su Ming had dealt with before, he was too impulsive, and his biggest weakness was that he had no brain.

The upper limit of namo's strength is about 250 tons. Most of the time, he will use Trident or sword with bare arms or a leather vest, but more often, he will fight with his bare hands.

He has no attendants and doesn't like land people. He can control marine life and tsunami directly through his mind. Most of his time was crazy. Before he was defeated, he had no reason to speak of. He was a madman full of power. The key was that he could fly.

He had a pair of little pigeon wings on his wrist that made him fly at about 65 miles an hour.

It's not fast, but it can fly, which is a very unfriendly ability for the death knell.

If it is the story in the cartoon, namo will misunderstand that the person who killed his people is an American, so he will come to New York to launch a flood revenge, and finally turn an enemy into a friend to save the world.

But now things are not good, because the story time is not right, many things are specious, there are too many forces to join in, the complexity must be higher.

Su Ming has ordered all factories and offices under the company to prepare for flood control, and take refuge measures in strict accordance with the plan in case of tsunami.

He can't even confirm when the tsunami will occur.

A German z-class destroyer is sailing in the Atlantic Ocean, and they are close to Bermuda in a storm.

This is a very famous mysterious sea area, and recent intelligence has confirmed that Atlantis people have been around.

The Navy flag of the Third Reich was hoisted on the ship, and the dark waves rose high and stained on the red and black-and-white cloth.

High up, lookouts are on the lookout for potential U.S. warships, and sailors on the back deck are struggling to load modified depth charge catapults.

As the ship arrived at the designated position, a huge bomb was thrown into the water. The white water column as high as tens of meters appeared one by one on the deep blue sea surface. In the water column, there was also blue electric light.

The bombing lasted nearly half an hour. They lost all the bombs they had. Then the captain ordered the trawler down and returned to the waters they had just passed.

"It's disgusting. Are we doing this right? I mean, they seem to be civilians. "

At first, warships and fishing boats did work together, but it was very close to the United States. Once a fishing boat was found, it was difficult to escape. Later, moustache specially transformed a number of destroyers to engage in this work.

As the fishing net gradually broke away from the water under the mechanical arm's traction, the rushing water rushed back to the sea, and the soldiers who operated the machine also took the opportunity to murmur and complain to their comrades in arms.

They joined the Imperial Navy to defeat the British and avenge the high seas fleet, but the head of state sent them to do the massacre.

As the net was getting higher and higher, he looked at the blue corpses in the net, and the relatively complete ones could also distinguish the gender. There was no difference between the facial features of those blue skinned women and human beings. He even wore small jewelry made of shells on their necks and earlobes and lay quietly among the fish they had picked up together.Apart from their skin color, they are just civilians, just like their wives in the family.

The sergeant next to him patted him: "keep it down. If the Gestapo hears it, we're finished."

"Don't worry, sir. In such a big storm and rain, those people will not come to the deck." Although the young man said so, he still took a careful look at the entrance of the lower cabin: "and I think they are not Gestapo, but Hydra......"

the sergeant took over the next work, carried out the bodies, put them in the warehouse, and kept them cold like fish: "OK, no matter what the bodies are, our scientists need them, and we Soldiers, obey orders. "

The ship swayed violently, and they tried to keep their feet steady. The sea seemed to be angry, and the dark sky seemed to crush everything.

"Yes! But the depth charge is really powerful. I saw them in the ammunition depot in the middle of the night yesterday. Will it be popular in the fleet in the future

"Maybe these blue people are the source of blue light, but we don't need to think so much about it. Germany is above everything."

"Deutschland... Wait, God, what is that?"

In the screams of panic, the young men saw a huge wave of tens of meters high in the bow of the boat. Above it, a man with no upper body was stepping on the wave head and diving towards them.

Sea water and spray hold him, like a dark blue steed, which is full of the atmosphere of destruction, so that everyone can not help but stop breathing.

Although the distance was very far away, the rain and waves blocked the sight, but even so, it seemed that the man was full of anger and madness, and his eyes were fixed on the ship.

The huge wave almost overturned the destroyer, but the German military industry was the guarantee of quality. However, the loud noise made many people run on the deck and watched the scene in front of them in a state of shock.

The loud noise made the black haired youth jump into their boat.

His face dripped with water, but he could not tell whether it was rain, sea water or tears. He stood steadily at the front of the deck. He didn't even care about other people's reactions. Instead, he rushed to the freezer to see the blue skinned people inside.

Dead, all dead, almost all of them die with their eyes closed, and their twisted limbs describe their pain before their lives.

"So much..." he murmured in a trembling voice, panting violently, and then he turned his eyes to the man on the boat: "man! You're all going to die

"Shoot!" Seeing the other side's inhuman performance, only the older captain calmed down quickly.

Countless bullets hit the man's body, but he was unhurt. All the bullets fell directly to the ground. He raised his fist and rushed to the people.

"It doesn't work, Captain!"

"With antiaircraft guns!"

"The shell has been fired!"

The sailors used all the weapons on board, even harpoons and rocket launchers, but all the attacks were useless.

The bombardment had no effect but to blacken the deck, and the young man was still charging.

"Blood debt and blood payment"

Namo let out his anger, tearing the people in the way into several pieces or throwing them into the sea. He has mobilized a lot of sharks around, waiting for a good meal.

These humans are so weak, how dare they challenge the majesty of Atlantis?

Namo was so powerful that he was invulnerable. He launched an anti massacre against these people.

Instead of flying, he chose to torture these people with his bare hands and let them feel the pain of being squeezed by the sea before their death.

Slowly, miserably.

Until a group of people in black fur coats blocked him from enjoying himself. He wanted to rush on, but a strange weapon in their hands helped him to stop thinking.

"Hydra, fire."

The chief officer in the black leather coat, with his hands behind him, stood on the deck with his hands behind him, and looked at namo not far away.

His voice did not spread far in the rain, but the next second, everything was surrounded by blue light.

The dark sky, the scorched deck and the frightened faces of the sailors seemed to turn blue all at once.

The beams of light hit namo's upper body accurately, beating him out like a ball, and sliding a large part out of the rain covered deck.

"Damned human beings!"

Namo struggled, his chest blackened, and his flesh cracked like a trench, revealing the bones inside.

This terrible weapon hurt him, and for the first time he felt his weakness and pain. It made him more angry, but he could hardly move.

His anger can't affect the real world, and without preparation, he can't immediately launch huge waves or giant sea creatures.

The officer raised his chin with a movement of his chin, and sighed blankly."Volley, I want to live."

The black coats, armed with equipment like milk cans, shot and approached namo. He tried to dodge, but was soon surrounded.

Intensive shooting hit namo in the head, more than a dozen blows in different directions made his head almost torn off his neck. Finally, his facial features fainted.

"Send it to the freezer below. This sample is very valuable." The blonde officer wiped the rain off his face and rubbed the back of the blue glove's hand against his cheek, but soon the crazy light in his blue eyes faded and calmed down.

It's like the sea around.

Originally, they were sent to New York to secretly capture the torchbearer. They planned to take a boat to the offshore area, and then transfer to the U.S. mainland by submarine, but now... It seems that the prey can complete the task.

Torchbearers triggered an upsurge of synthetic human beings. Germany thought of using Atlantis. Now they have caught a good looking hybrid. This is the finished product. The task has been completed. Maybe even the process of scientists' experiments has been saved.

"Captain, prepare to return, and I will ask the Fuehrer for you." The blonde man smiles at the captain, looking aristocratic.

"Thank you for your appreciation." The captain touched his white beard and wiped the rain off his face. There were still drops of water on his beard.

First, he politely thanks, and then he shouts for the sailors to tie up namo and help them deal with it. Then he returns to the bridge to give instructions.

Although the golden haired man is a hydra, his rank is higher than that of the captain. He also has the secret command of the headquarters. He is the supreme commander of the operation.

"Thank you, we all serve the head of state."

The blonde turned smilingly. His men opened the hatch for him. He walked slowly to the lower cabin.

He stood inside the door, smiling at the dark unknown. Then he stretched out his index and middle fingers on the stair handrail, like a little blue man walking, and let it go down with himself.

He laughs like a child. When the little finger can't keep up with him, he will stop and wait patiently.

The action has changed. He needs to contact China, but it's not urgent, is it?

In fact, the head of state doesn't want nine headed snakes to know about this. Originally, it was the task of little glasses. But is there anything within the national social party that can avoid the infiltration of Hydra?

As long as there is some exchange of interests, such as the quota for the use of compound x, hydra can easily enter the project of synthetic man.

The blonde returned to his cabin, took off his black fur coat and sea cap, tidied up his instruments, and then sat upright in front of the telegraph.

They have a kind of telegraph without typing. They just need to speak, and they can convert the voice into ciphertext and send it back to China.

He cleared his throat, pressed the switch of the secret machine with his long blue gloved fingers, and began to tell the message. Of course, as a qualified imperial aristocrat, the greeting at the end was indispensable.

With a simple smile on his face, he closed his eyes and said the name of the glory.

"Long live the hydra."

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