NOVEL WEB In the days of being a law god in Marvel
Chapter 155. 153. Frostmourne
Chapter 155. 153. Frostmourne
To be honest, Duke doesn't remember much about the plot of "Aquaman".
The only lens.
One of them is a mosasaur, not the one that King Orm rode, but after entering the dark sea in the center of the earth, he wanted to use the unconscious Mera as food, but was killed by Atlanna with a spear attack that one.
The second one is the dark sea in the center of the earth. When I first saw it, I felt amazing. I thought I was in Avatar!
As for the process of finding the trident in the middle, I don't remember very clearly.
Just remember that there are several sculptures by the sea in a small town, and the specific coordinates of the dark sea in the center of the earth are even more unknown.
I had to follow Mera's locator to find it.
"This is the coordinates of the lost country?"
"Ah."
Probably Northwest Africa.
"Departure."
Duke opened the portal.
"It's really convenient."
From the white desert of Af Khan to the orange-yellow desert of the Sahara, the same hotness, but different colors.
Mera pulled out the Atlantis locator, which beeped softly.
"How does this thing work?" Duke couldn't understand this at all.
"This way!" Mera turned around and walked in one direction without explaining, "At the beginning, when this place was still an inland sea, an Atlantean tribe fled here. When the water here dried up, they followed suit. Disappeared."
Arthur: "It's great to be gone."
……
"We're getting closer."
"Close to what? Are we dying of thirst?"
"If you have water, you won't die from thirst!"
Meera backhanded a water polo, smearing Arthur's face.
"Bah bah, salt water! Look around, we're lost. Look over there, what's that? There's nothing, it's just a wasteland. We ran all the way into the middle of the desert, and now we're lost... oh ——!”
Before he finished speaking, Arthur fell into the sandpit and disappeared.
"If you are really the next real king, then we are finished." Mera sighed feebly.
"So your wisest choice is me."
As he said that, Duke hugged Mera and jumped into the sandpit.
But instead of riding a winding sand slide, they flashed and floated all the way.
"Hey Arthur, are you working on your arms?"
Arthur, who was hanging on the edge of the cliff with one hand, was a little confused, turned over and climbed up the cliff: "If I knew it, I would also ask for a favor."
At this time, Princess Duke was holding Mera, wrapped in an air balloon, and floating in mid-air; "Oh, I saw a hall inside."
After speaking, he floated in with Mera in his arms again.
"Hey, wait for me."
Arthur was a little speechless. He raised his foot and kicked the boulder blocking the front to get in, but Duke...had already floated in from above.
"Let me down." Mera struggled to jump down and looked around, "This should be the Armory Hall, where the legendary Atlanta Trident was cast."
When the "aircraft wood" was inserted on the mechanical altar, a projection appeared, which was the King of Atlanta who had passed away for an unknown number of years.
[This trident contains the power of Atlantis. ]
[In the wrong hands it will bring ruin, but in the hands of a true heir it will unite the power of all kingdoms land and sea. ]
"Tch, you're still talking big with 'Land'." Duke curled his lips in disdain.
[If you want my power, you must prove your worth, go to the dark sea beyond the end of the world, and find the sailing route from the bottle. ]
[Only in the hands of a true king can it be seen. ]
After saying this, the image of King Atlanta disappeared.
Everything is at peace.
"We can't let Orm find it."
Arthur nodded, and Meera smashed the plane to pieces.Maybe 'airplanes' have stopped the process of human reproduction and must be destroyed.
"Wait! Oh—"
"how?"
"Shouldn't we write it down first?" Arthur looked annoyed.
"I've already remembered, don't you remember?"
"Of course, of course I remember."
Kala——In front of the mechanical altar, the ground suddenly opened, and there was a 'bottle' hidden inside.
"Looking for the navigation route from the bottle?" Arthur took it out, did that mean it?
After opening the bottle, inside is a map --- Italian pear Sicily.
"Duke!" Meera turned her head to look, where did she go, "Hey——Duke, we're leaving."
"Got it, wait a minute."
Duke is searching for 'treasures' wantonly, and there are still many good things in the lost Atlantis.So the two were surprised to see that the entire hall was empty.Instead, it was touched by Duke, and they all disappeared.After searching for a full hour, everything of value disappeared.
Well, 'valuable' to Duke.
Mera: "..."
This is a treasure hunter, isn't it, thief?
"Why are you looking at me like that? These are very valuable materials. After passing through my hands, the things I made are not inferior to the 'Sea King Trident'." Duke said.
"Shouldn't you be planning the Sea King's Trident?" Meera frowned vigilantly.
"You underestimate me as your 'fiancé', don't you? I have a better weapon than that trident." With that said, Duke took out... a drum stick.
"Pfft... what is this?" Meera couldn't hold back and laughed.
Arthur also suppressed a smile.
"..."
The black line on Duke's head, it's not that magicians can't really notice its extraordinaryness.Its appearance is indeed ordinary, quite inconspicuous.If it weren't for the fat raven on the head of the staff, it would be no different from a fire stick.
Its extraordinary magical power is not easily noticed by non-magicians.
"Okay, how about this one?"
The drum stick was retracted, and what appeared in Duke's hand again was a rune sword exuding a icy cold air.
People who are familiar with World of Warcraft will definitely shout out in surprise——[Frostmourne]
They didn't notice the extraordinaryness of the chicken stick, but this 'Frostmourne' made them feel the biting chill, the bone-chilling cold.
The sword grid is also the gauntlet, and it is an unknown head, exuding a strong evil spirit, which is actually the head of a fearful demon king.
On the dark blue sword spine, there are unknown runes emitting faint white light.
The blade of the sword glowed with a blue light, as if quenched with [poison].
Of course, this is not an orange weapon, but a purple version.
That is, the imitation of Frostmourne.
But it also has the characteristics of the original Frostmourne, - absorbing life, absorbing soul, bestowing power, and resurrecting the dead.
Because it is a counterfeit version, it does not have the side effect of the original version corrupting the owner.
"Want to see how powerful it is?"
Duke chuckled, held Frostmourne with both hands, and thrust his backhand into the ground, sinking one-third of the sword.At the same time, the entire Lost City shook, the ground cracked countless holes, and arms turned into dry bones grabbed the gaps and crawled out.
Resurrection, army of the dead!
Mera: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ
Arthur: ヾ(﹏)
(End of this chapter)
To be honest, Duke doesn't remember much about the plot of "Aquaman".
The only lens.
One of them is a mosasaur, not the one that King Orm rode, but after entering the dark sea in the center of the earth, he wanted to use the unconscious Mera as food, but was killed by Atlanna with a spear attack that one.
The second one is the dark sea in the center of the earth. When I first saw it, I felt amazing. I thought I was in Avatar!
As for the process of finding the trident in the middle, I don't remember very clearly.
Just remember that there are several sculptures by the sea in a small town, and the specific coordinates of the dark sea in the center of the earth are even more unknown.
I had to follow Mera's locator to find it.
"This is the coordinates of the lost country?"
"Ah."
Probably Northwest Africa.
"Departure."
Duke opened the portal.
"It's really convenient."
From the white desert of Af Khan to the orange-yellow desert of the Sahara, the same hotness, but different colors.
Mera pulled out the Atlantis locator, which beeped softly.
"How does this thing work?" Duke couldn't understand this at all.
"This way!" Mera turned around and walked in one direction without explaining, "At the beginning, when this place was still an inland sea, an Atlantean tribe fled here. When the water here dried up, they followed suit. Disappeared."
Arthur: "It's great to be gone."
……
"We're getting closer."
"Close to what? Are we dying of thirst?"
"If you have water, you won't die from thirst!"
Meera backhanded a water polo, smearing Arthur's face.
"Bah bah, salt water! Look around, we're lost. Look over there, what's that? There's nothing, it's just a wasteland. We ran all the way into the middle of the desert, and now we're lost... oh ——!”
Before he finished speaking, Arthur fell into the sandpit and disappeared.
"If you are really the next real king, then we are finished." Mera sighed feebly.
"So your wisest choice is me."
As he said that, Duke hugged Mera and jumped into the sandpit.
But instead of riding a winding sand slide, they flashed and floated all the way.
"Hey Arthur, are you working on your arms?"
Arthur, who was hanging on the edge of the cliff with one hand, was a little confused, turned over and climbed up the cliff: "If I knew it, I would also ask for a favor."
At this time, Princess Duke was holding Mera, wrapped in an air balloon, and floating in mid-air; "Oh, I saw a hall inside."
After speaking, he floated in with Mera in his arms again.
"Hey, wait for me."
Arthur was a little speechless. He raised his foot and kicked the boulder blocking the front to get in, but Duke...had already floated in from above.
"Let me down." Mera struggled to jump down and looked around, "This should be the Armory Hall, where the legendary Atlanta Trident was cast."
When the "aircraft wood" was inserted on the mechanical altar, a projection appeared, which was the King of Atlanta who had passed away for an unknown number of years.
[This trident contains the power of Atlantis. ]
[In the wrong hands it will bring ruin, but in the hands of a true heir it will unite the power of all kingdoms land and sea. ]
"Tch, you're still talking big with 'Land'." Duke curled his lips in disdain.
[If you want my power, you must prove your worth, go to the dark sea beyond the end of the world, and find the sailing route from the bottle. ]
[Only in the hands of a true king can it be seen. ]
After saying this, the image of King Atlanta disappeared.
Everything is at peace.
"We can't let Orm find it."
Arthur nodded, and Meera smashed the plane to pieces.Maybe 'airplanes' have stopped the process of human reproduction and must be destroyed.
"Wait! Oh—"
"how?"
"Shouldn't we write it down first?" Arthur looked annoyed.
"I've already remembered, don't you remember?"
"Of course, of course I remember."
Kala——In front of the mechanical altar, the ground suddenly opened, and there was a 'bottle' hidden inside.
"Looking for the navigation route from the bottle?" Arthur took it out, did that mean it?
After opening the bottle, inside is a map --- Italian pear Sicily.
"Duke!" Meera turned her head to look, where did she go, "Hey——Duke, we're leaving."
"Got it, wait a minute."
Duke is searching for 'treasures' wantonly, and there are still many good things in the lost Atlantis.So the two were surprised to see that the entire hall was empty.Instead, it was touched by Duke, and they all disappeared.After searching for a full hour, everything of value disappeared.
Well, 'valuable' to Duke.
Mera: "..."
This is a treasure hunter, isn't it, thief?
"Why are you looking at me like that? These are very valuable materials. After passing through my hands, the things I made are not inferior to the 'Sea King Trident'." Duke said.
"Shouldn't you be planning the Sea King's Trident?" Meera frowned vigilantly.
"You underestimate me as your 'fiancé', don't you? I have a better weapon than that trident." With that said, Duke took out... a drum stick.
"Pfft... what is this?" Meera couldn't hold back and laughed.
Arthur also suppressed a smile.
"..."
The black line on Duke's head, it's not that magicians can't really notice its extraordinaryness.Its appearance is indeed ordinary, quite inconspicuous.If it weren't for the fat raven on the head of the staff, it would be no different from a fire stick.
Its extraordinary magical power is not easily noticed by non-magicians.
"Okay, how about this one?"
The drum stick was retracted, and what appeared in Duke's hand again was a rune sword exuding a icy cold air.
People who are familiar with World of Warcraft will definitely shout out in surprise——[Frostmourne]
They didn't notice the extraordinaryness of the chicken stick, but this 'Frostmourne' made them feel the biting chill, the bone-chilling cold.
The sword grid is also the gauntlet, and it is an unknown head, exuding a strong evil spirit, which is actually the head of a fearful demon king.
On the dark blue sword spine, there are unknown runes emitting faint white light.
The blade of the sword glowed with a blue light, as if quenched with [poison].
Of course, this is not an orange weapon, but a purple version.
That is, the imitation of Frostmourne.
But it also has the characteristics of the original Frostmourne, - absorbing life, absorbing soul, bestowing power, and resurrecting the dead.
Because it is a counterfeit version, it does not have the side effect of the original version corrupting the owner.
"Want to see how powerful it is?"
Duke chuckled, held Frostmourne with both hands, and thrust his backhand into the ground, sinking one-third of the sword.At the same time, the entire Lost City shook, the ground cracked countless holes, and arms turned into dry bones grabbed the gaps and crawled out.
Resurrection, army of the dead!
Mera: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ
Arthur: ヾ(﹏)
(End of this chapter)
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