Milwaukee Sea Abyss!
The deepest part of the Atlantic Ocean.
If someone could delve through the seabed covering the deepest layer of the Milwaukee Sea Abyss, they would be astonished to discover they had arrived at a new underwater world.
And the Undersea Kingdom, Talokan, is located here.
Under the dome that resembles transparent crystal, Talokan is filled with crystal palaces, emitting a faint blue glow.
Just like a massive and luxurious palace complex.
For thousands of years, the Talokan people, who came from the land and eventually settled here, have lived in this place.
The Talokan people living here lead a leisurely life, knowing neither illness nor hardship.
But today, as they look up at the transparent crystal dome that covers their city, there is a sense of curiosity.
After all...
In the memories of some older Talokan people, this crystal dome seemed to be activated only when Talokan faced a great crisis.
But ever since their king, Namor McKenzie, appeared, this dome had never been activated again.
Because their king had solemnly promised them.
From now on, Talokan would have no defense, only offense.
But why today?
Just as some aging Talokan people were staring at the activated crystal dome in a daze.
Suddenly.
A scorching and crimson beam of light tore through the waters without warning.
Rumble—
The crimson scorching beam parted the ocean in front of it, making a roaring sound, as the Talokan people watched, it crashed onto Talokan's Energy Shield like a meteorite.
In an instant!
The entire city shook violently, and the alarm sounded through the water.
The sound was sharp like a tsunami!
"Namor!"
"Come out and face your end!"
Following the crimson scorching beam, Hawk came wielding a Trident to this place.
There was no water around his body, his telekinesis was his barrier.
Hawk's voice was deep but very penetrating, piercing through Talokan's tortoise shell, echoing in every corner of the Talokan city.
The Talokan people did not recognize Hawk.
But they recognized the Trident in Hawk's hand.
"Hiss, isn't that our king's divine artifact?"
"How could the king's divine artifact be in his hands?"
"Who is he?"
"He's a land dweller."
"Shoo, shoo, shoo!"
"Look quickly."
"The king!"
Just as the Talokan people were discussing the Trident in Hawk's hand, countless streams of light shot out from Talokan's palace.
Namor was fully armed, Vibranium armor covered his entire body, leaving no corner unprotected, with wing membranes growing on his ankles.
Behind him was an entire elite Talokan unit.
These humanoid Talokan warriors, armed with long spears capable of emitting sonic waves, were similarly armed to the teeth, looking...
Completely lacking in combat effectiveness.
Hawk's gaze swept over this group of Talokan warriors devoid of combat effectiveness, ignoring the water pressure turrets rising from various crystal buildings below, his gaze fixed on Namor, his expression so bright it was overwhelming.
"I'll give you a chance!"
"Kneel before me in front of your people."
"I might consider sparing your tribe."
Everyone knows.
Hawk has always been true to his word with people.
But do Namor and his Talokan count as people?
No, they don't.
At the very least, if taken to the United Nations, Talokan would definitely not count as a human nation.
So—
Even if they kneel, they'll be slaughtered!
He said this for no other reason than simply wanting to humiliate Namor.
Unfortunately, Namor did not fall for it either.
After all, previous lessons serve as guidance for future actions.
Listening to Hawk's words, Namor sneered: "I didn't expect you could find this place. Since you've discovered this place, you shall be buried here."
While speaking.
A burst of shout came from behind Hawk.
Not knowing when, three Talokan warriors had merged with the surrounding seawater, seemingly invisible, and with a shout, they leaped forth from behind Hawk, wielding sonic wave spears capable of shattering diamonds through resonance, and stabbed towards Hawk.
Hawk didn't turn his head, spreading his arms wide!
Boom!
Scorching crimson flames burst out in a ring from his body, and in an instant, the sonic wave spears in the hands of the three Talokan warriors were melted.
As for those three Talokan warriors?
Under the scorching crimson flames, in mere moments, they turned into skeletons of bleach white.
Namor's pupils contracted.
"Kill him!"
"Kill!"
"Land dweller, meet your end!"
"Offend Talokan, die!"
"Long live Talokan!"
With Namor's command, the Talokan elite warriors who had been waiting for a long time and whose battle strength was strong, shouted their war chants and quickly charged towards Hawk.
Hawk, watching the Talokan warriors rushing towards him like a tide, did not choose to punch, but bent forward, wielding the weapon he had just acquired—the Nemo Trident!
Although clearing the field with the Nemo Trident is not as fast as with fists.
But the Nemo Trident strikes at the heart.
As Hawk's figure continued to shuttle among the Talokan elite soldiers, the Nemo Trident, originally belonging to the Talokan divine artifact, continuously pierced through various parts of the Talokan elite soldiers' bodies.
Each time the Nemo Trident moved in and out, an elite soldier met a tragic death.
Blood continued to gush from the wounds the Nemo Trident pierced through their bodies, and within nearly three minutes, the scarlet blood had completely dyed Talokan's crystal-clear dome a blood-red hue, resembling a blood mist.
If you look up from inside Talokan.
It seems the entire sky has turned blood-red!
Not venturing outside the dome, almost standing against it, Namor extended his right hand, watching Hawk, who was performing an unparalleled god of war scene among the soldiers of Talokan, his eyes fixed on the Trident that originally belonged to him, trying to summon the Trident back.
But...
The Trident didn't react, not connecting to him.
As Talokan soldiers perished under the Trident, it buzzed continuously.
But it was responding to Hawk.
Nothing else.
The Trident was excited.
It was a weapon of the Sea God Poseidon, a weapon that once accompanied the Sea God Poseidon across the seas.
And in Namor's hands, what had it become?
Despite possessing the power of the Sea God, after so many years, instead of enhancing this power, he used it as a medium to communicate with the Sea God's power.
Lack of ambition.
Above all, it was a weapon for conquest, what did Namor use it for?
Perhaps to fish.
Or to intimidate ordinary people traveling the seas.
Damned.
I'm a Divine Artifact, I crave slaughter, I want battle.
Namor did truly use it in battle afterward.
Only to be repeatedly smacked away by Hawk.
Namor might not feel aggrieved, but it did.
The Trident believed if its owner, Poseidon, wielded it, it would never be so humiliated.
And now.
As Hawk wielded the Trident like a Double Crescent Halberd, mowing Talokan soldiers down like grass, every strike brought back its long-lost excitement and fervor.
Indeed.
This is what I desire, use me to pierce them, crush them.
So...
Namor?
Who is this? I'm not familiar, don't find me, I'm afraid my new master will misunderstand!
The Trident buzzed with excitement.
"Ha!"
"Puff!"
Following a dazzling slash from the Trident, a Talokan soldier was cleaved in half from head to toe.
The rich blood gushed and instantly merged into the surrounding seawater with a phush sound.
And this was the last Talokan soldier daring to appear before him.
What of the others?
The remaining Talokan soldiers, finally realizing Hawk's terrifying combat power, retreated to the crystal dome, their faces pale, looking at Hawk as if facing a Demon God.
After all...
In just under five minutes, Hawk had slaughtered two-thirds of their numbers.
Using their king's weapon, no less.
Returning to the crystal dome, the Talokan soldiers seemed to have just realized, looking towards their king.
Namor's face at this moment was already extremely ugly.
Hawk twirled the Trident, then hooked it onto his shoulder, not a speck of blood on it. He looked at Namor with a playful gaze, his face unflushed, breathing steady.
"Final chance!"
"Kneel, call me master!"
"I might consider sparing your life!"
He said consider.
Consider doesn't mean certainty.
As everyone knows.
Namor's face was grim, watching Hawk, who seemed to be killing them at their doorstep, he spoke in a deep tone: "Talokan's shield is not comparable to Wakanda's shield, you cannot penetrate this shield."
Hawk listened, looking at Namor, his lips curled upward.
"Is that so?"
"Humph!"
Namor snorted coldly.
Talokan's shield also utilized Vibranium technology, but the lost civilization's Vibranium energy technology.
Thus—
Namor had the confidence, believed in Talokan's shield.
Hawk observed Namor's expression, didn't waste words, his form slowly rising under Namor's gaze.
The next moment.
Boom!
Hawk's attire exploded, revealing his mighty upper body at that moment, his right hand opened toward the heavens.
No choice.
His strongest move doesn't require the Holy Armor, it requires ripping clothes.
Roar!
With Hawk's strongest move postured, a loud dragon's roar echoed through the abyss, followed by fiery dragon illusions roaming across Hawk's body, converging into his right palm.
"Given you the chance, yet you don't cherish it!"
"Then so be it!"
"Namor McKenzie."
"Watch as I, before your eyes, slaughter your entire tribe."
"Lu Mountain——!"
"Hundred Dragons——!"
"Dominance——!!"
"..."