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Chapter 1563: What comes next is legitimate defense

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, the waves roared angrily, and the whole world seemed to be angry in an instant, but the entity that caused this phenomenon was unusually quiet, as if it had turned back into a stone statue.

"What did you say?"

The statue of Poseidon looked down at Neylan, and tiny gravels were vibrating on the surface of its shell.

Neylan curled the corners of his mouth. Generally speaking, at times like this, a superior would release infinite pressure and press the person who offended him to the ground.

But he was too weak. The slightest effort would probably crush him to the ground and turn him into pulp. The statue of Poseidon could do nothing but let him stand there.

But if he said it again, the stone head of the Poseidon statue, which was not sure whether it had a brain or not, would explode and kill him out of control.

"Whatever you say, this is just my evaluation of your taste as the soon-to-be-crowned second-generation King of Atlantis." Naylan put on an arrogant and defiant smile. He had been practicing for this moment for twenty years.

"I followed the rules you set for becoming the king of Atlantis. I took every step down to earth, collected enough Ica Black Stones without any cheating, summoned the trident, and crawled all the way here from the bottom."

"I am the person closest to the trident now. I am qualified to take it, right?"

The statue of Poseidon lowered its head, with most of its stone face shrouded in shadows, only its eyes emitting a faint blue light.

"If your kingdom belongs to me, then it is my right no matter what, isn't it?" Naylan curled the corners of his mouth. He was waiting, waiting for the statue of Poseidon to say those words in person.

In fact, his heart was filled with despair.

The moment the statue of Poseidon moved and erased his arm, it meant that he could no longer hold the trident.

He followed the rules and made sure his victory would be recognized by everyone, even God had to admit it, but in the end, it was still brutally shattered.

But fortunately, it is normal for ordinary people to abide by the rules but have the rules arbitrarily manipulated and broken by those in a higher position. Even if his heart is filled with despair, he will endure it in order to continue living.

The capacity of the heart is limited, but if we squeeze it, we can still make room for living.

At this moment, as an ordinary person with no power, the only thing he could do was that one thing.

Speak, you God who is high above and makes the rules, speak!

Say you're going to break your own rules.

"How can a mere mortal be qualified to hold the trident and become the king of Atlantis!" The statue of Poseidon struck the ground twice with the bottom of the trident, making a powerful sound.

"You actually want to release the mermaids? They are the lives I created. They are my slaves! They are part of my power!"

"But your rule is that any life is eligible to be touched! In other words, you are breaking the rules!"

"There are no rules for a mortal like you to follow. You are not qualified!"

The statue of Poseidon waved the trident vigorously, as if he was fed up with the humble mortal Naylan's pestering. He pointed the trident at Naylan as if he wanted to vent his anger with his own hands, intending to judge Naylan.

Naylan smiled with relief and hid the fish bucket in his arms behind him.

The only thing an ordinary person like him could do at this moment was to comfort himself and, as if superstitious, to impose some bad omens on this superior whose true face he couldn't even see when he looked up.

[Those who play with, trample on, and break the rules will one day have the rules they rely on broken by others]

[Those who break the rules are villains, and villains will be punished one day]

Naylan stared at the trident and exhaled softly. "From now on, we can only pray."

“Pray that justice will not be delayed.”

Snapped--

It was as if the trident, the embodiment of the ocean, was grasped by a hand and could not move forward any further, and it was followed by quite frivolous and exaggerated ridicule.

"Uncle, uncle, why are you so insolent~ and you're playing tricks on mortals~"

Cyrene held the trident in one hand and looked at the statue of Poseidon with a smile.

Some cracks appeared on the face of the Poseidon statue, and the expression became more vivid, showing anger.

"Son of Zeus! Hermes!"

"Zeus! After you've taken over the sky, you're going to send your own son to take my ocean away? I know, I know! You greedy bastard!"

Cracks kept appearing around the eyes of the Poseidon statue, like twisted muscles. He kept pushing the trident, and the ground cracked instantly, but Cyrene's hand holding the trident did not move at all.

"Don't waste your energy, uncle. You are not the real body, how can you be stronger than me? After all, I am the god of muscles." Cyrene bent the hand holding the trident downward, and the statue of Poseidon sank into the ground.

But the statue of Poseidon still stared at Cyrene with hatred on his face.

Kullene touched the back of her head with her free left hand.

"Really? When will I be able to stop being burdened by my identity as the son of Zeus? Fine, fine, I got the benefits, so I can't forget the disadvantages, right?"

"So my dear uncle, are you sure you won't give me the trident? I want the power in your hands."

"Son of Zeus, I won't give it to you!" The statue of Poseidon roared hysterically, and the trident immediately emitted a dazzling light.

Cyrene loosened her grip prematurely, allowing the statue of Poseidon to pull the trident back.

"Ha, you refused again. We agreed that any life could get the trident. You broke the rule twice." Kullene wiped her face, and the smile disappeared, leaving only coldness.

"I have followed the rules, held back my badness, and endured the humiliation until now, just to win or lose happily. Now that the winner is decided, you actually broke the rules unreasonably."

"Then everything that happens next is self-defense."

At the deepest part of the sea, countless mermaids were piled up together, pressing down on something.

In the darkness of the deep sea, a huge undead ship burning with cold flames slowly approached.

That was the ship carrying the giant dead, and a pirate hat was covered on the rudder of the ship. The plush ring on the pirate hat drove the rudder as it swayed, operating the ship of the dead.

Countless iron chains shot out from the Undead Ship, sweeping away the mermaids. The owner of this ship had already grabbed one of the iron chains and approached.

A hand reached out from the crowd of mermaids and grasped the tiny hand.

[Original Life·Cow/Activated]

[Original Life Giant/Activated]

(End of this chapter)