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Chapter 254 I didn’t resist! (Please support!)
Do as the Romans do!

Ian quickly adapted to the underwater environment through the three dragon scales surrounding him, and controlled the seawater to attack the clones released by Vandal.

The golden dragon scales covered him with a golden protective cover, the life scales continuously provided majestic vitality, and the blue dragon scales controlled the sea water to perform various miraculous tricks on the sea water.

"Vandal Savage, you disappoint me so much!"

Ian walked steadily in the palace of Atlantis. The sea water pushed him forward, changing into various forms under the blue light, tearing apart Vandal's clones one by one, and then liquefied the remains of these corpses. All tied up.

"If you want me to withdraw from this battle, you have to put in more effort. You can't just use some cheap clones to deal with me."

His voice reached Vandal's ears along the water. The immortal who had lived for tens of thousands of years did not react and just continued to throw out clones one after another.

As Ian said, these clones are cheap mass-produced goods. Vandal controls the activities of these bodies through some special spiritual link, using technology and magic but without achieving any results.

Suddenly, a man in black armor jumped out of the corridor. His armor instantly threw out hidden weapons such as harpoons and fishing nets. They were all energized with high-voltage electricity, and the fly-like head shot out two high-energy rays.

hum-

The two high-energy rays shot by the black manta directly evaporated the seawater on the road, carrying huge energy that could knock down a mountain.

"Sneak attack!"

Ian watched the high-energy rays flash before his eyes, and the golden dragon scales shone brightly, outlining the shape of a golden carp. The life scales provided power, and the blue dragon scales provided the finishing touch. In an instant, a large, vivid carp appeared. came out.

The carp spit out a series of bubbles from its mouth, dividing the surrounding space into adjacent areas. Everything thrown by the black manta was wrapped in bubbles.

"What the hell is this?"

Black Manta is a pirate, and whenever he is in the ocean, his confidence rises.

Even though the entire planet viewed Ian as more dangerous than Superman, Black Manta attacked him without hesitation.

"The ocean is my territory!"

The red ray swept across, and all the bubbles flashing with colorful light were popped, and the things wrapped inside also disappeared.

"It turned out to be a neuropathy!"

Ian realized why such an ordinary person always brought trouble to Aquaman, but then again, there seemed to be few normal people among super villains.

While his mind was wandering and thinking about irrelevant things, he waved his hand to control the golden carp beside him to open its mouth and spit out countless bubbles, which instantly filled the surrounding space.

The high-energy rays of the black manta sprayed towards Ian, passing through the piles of bubbles, and were instantly refracted by the light film on the surface of the bubbles. After twisting and turning, they were cut into sections and sealed in the bubbles.

"Black Manta, I remember you were on the Gotham Prison release list."

"I really don't understand what people like you think? Since you don't want to return to ordinary people's lives, why bother pretending? Don't you think it's awkward?"

Ian recalled the criminals who were released due to good behavior. The big golden carp beside him moved along the sea water, carrying piles of bubbles and swarming towards the black manta ray.

"Is it up to you superheroes to decide what ordinary people's lives are?"

Black Manta fought back in its mouth while constantly retreating, trying to find a way out from the approaching bubbles.

"Anyway, a speculator who robs, kills, and drives a wedge between land and sea can certainly not define what ordinary life is."

Ian snapped his fingers, and the big carp composed of three dragon scales spit out more bubbles.

Black Manta, who has no understanding of mysticism, has no way to deal with the dragon scales, which are almost magical. The black armor sprays out rays, but there is nothing he can do with the bubbles coated with a layer of gold film.

'someone is coming? '

Ian's ears moved and he heard that many people were approaching here. Only Orm could mobilize the army on a large scale in this place.

"Now that Orm is out, I won't play with you anymore."

Facing Orm who wants to go all the way to the dark side, Ian's choice is to obey him and wait until the opponent thinks he has reached the high point before defeating him.

As for Black Manta, who pretended to transform himself, Ian was not so tolerant.

At the snap of fingers, the big carp flapped its tail rapidly, and all the bubbles in the corridor crowded towards the black manta, one by one, wrapping him up and shrinking continuously.

"you……"

Black Manta watched in horror as Ian got bigger and bigger, and his body got smaller and smaller, but he had no ability to resist.

"Well, we have to hand this guy over to Ron and dig out all the information in his head."

Ian picked up the golden glass beads on the ground. The black manta was like a small bug in amber, motionless.

"It's ugly!"

Ian expresses disdain for Black Manta's aesthetics, especially the big fly-like helmet.

Then he saw the red armor of the Orm Guards, shouted something bad, jumped directly on the back of the big carp, slapped its head and said: "Let's go!"

This big carp has no real intelligence. It is just an extension of Ian's will and a part of his body.

So the big carp flicked its tail, pushed away the water, and swam directly in the direction of Vandal.

"Besides Darkseid, you are the second person to bring this shame to me."

Ian sat on the back of the carp and looked at Vandal who was running away like crazy and still refused to change his words. He shook his head and said, "Is it true? I don't believe it! If this is really the case, why are you still hiding in the shadow of the world to develop your own power?"

Even though Vandal's true body was thousands of miles away, he felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

"You have such a poisonous mouth!"

Vandal turned his head and expressed his dissatisfaction fiercely with his eyes, but was frightened by the ray flying behind him and quickly turned his head away.

"Just tell the truth!"

Ian heard sounds coming from the palace, mixed with the faint sounds of explosions. It should be that Arthur and the others had a conflict with Orm's personal guards.

He did not kill Vandal's clone again, but just followed him through the royal capital.

The two of them didn't encounter any obstacles and swam directly deeper than the capital and arrived at the arena built above the magma.

Vandal landed in the middle of the arena, with his hands behind his back. Although he was wearing armor, he still looked a bit imposing.

Ian rode a carp and landed in front of Vandal. Following the building materials of the arena, he looked at the surging magma below and the rising hot bubbles, and shook his head.

"Vanda, you must be very comfortable coming to this place! After all, you and this bloody arena are both things that should be thrown into the trash heap of history."

Ian's words made Vandal half angry. He threw the scene words he was about to say at the beginning out of the sky and started laning directly.

"I admit that you are very strong, but do you underestimate this old guy like me? Be careful of capsizing in the gutter."

Vandal was not a fool. Seeing how cooperative Ian was and not using any of the traps he prepared, how could he still not guess that he took the bait on purpose?

Ian sat cross-legged on the carp's back, shook his head and looked at him and said, "Of course I know that immortals like you always have a lot of weird things, but are you sure you want to use them on me?"

"If I can kill you, I don't mind paying such a price." Vandal finished speaking word by word, and then changed his tone and said:

"What about you? You're not worried about anything happening to you. What's happening to Arthur who believes in you?"

"Of course I'm not worried."

Ian crossed his arms and said relaxedly: "I have the entire Justice League backing me, so it's not easy to deal with Atlantis. But what is the purpose of you Illuminati lunatics selling out the Earth's intelligence?"

"Without you, the Justice League is in disarray. It is impossible for them to work together. They will only be defeated by us one by one."

Vandal talked about him.

Ian immediately lost interest in continuing the conversation and said coldly: "Since you have no sincerity in communicating, let's move on to the next process and do it directly!"

After saying that, he sat on the carp's back, motionless, his eyes fixed on Vandal.

Vandalbei felt uncomfortable being stared at by Ian, and couldn't help but say harshly: "You will regret this decision!"

Immediately, clones of Vandal appeared in this empty but huge arena. They stood in some special positions, but they were not as spiritual as the guy in front of Ian.

Immediately, the clone in front of Ian began to speak a language he had never heard before, and regardless of the environment, it began to echo throughout the arena, forming a refrain.

boom--

While Ian was concentrating on recording the strange language spoken by Vandal, the clones filling the entire arena began to burn and turned directly into human torches.

"Using clones for blood sacrifice is considered cheating!"

Ian felt some strange magic escaping from the deaths of these clones. The price of this magic was always chasing Vandal, but in the blood of each clone, this price was constantly weakening.

Because of this, he said Vandal was cheating.

Vandal could not easily stop this large-scale ritual magic, so he ignored Ian's sarcasm.

According to the syllables spit out from his mouth, the blood-stained magic power first formed lines, and then combined into a huge magic circle, covering the entire arena. The surrounding space began to distort, and many strange things appeared.

"Aren't you going to resist?"

The magic is about to be completed, and Vandal's last clone here has also turned into a bloody man with the continuous distortion of space, and blood is oozing out from all the pores in his body.

"I never thought about resisting from the beginning."

Ian looked at the appearance of Vandal's clone and shook his head, allowing the other party's magic to lock him.

The effect of this magic is very simple, it is to expel the target locked by the magic. The specific effect depends on the price paid by the person using the magic.

Vandal regarded Ian as his target, so he sacrificed dozens of his own clones at once. If Ian resisted with all his strength, his sacrifice would not be too much, or even less.

Ian has a deep connection with the occult, and resisting such a banishing spell would not be a problem.

But when Ian had already given up and was ready to give up, Vandal's efforts were in vain.

Even though Ian had emphasized this point, Vandal didn't believe that someone could give up the immediate benefits, and then he was tricked by himself.

"Goodbye, you and Orm can take your time in Atlantis!"

Ian waved his hand, put away the three dragon scales, and allowed the magic to expel him from this space, and his figure gradually faded away.

Vandal's clone's heart felt like it was struck by ten thousand thunderbolts from the blue, but its vitality was constantly passing away. He could only accept this loss and focus on Atlantis.

Atlantis, the royal palace.

Orm is sitting on the throne, wearing a slim silver armor and a silver helmet used in battle. He holds his trident tightly in his hand. His body is tense like an eternal statue, always staring at the door. .

"Relax, Orm. We have won. The biggest threat has been banished by me into what you call the deep sea."

Vandal appears in front of Orm as a virtual image.

"you sure?"

When Orm heard the news, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body was no longer so tense.

"As long as there is no problem with the location you gave me, he will not come back in a short time."

Vandal replied.

"I thought you were going to kill him?" Orm asked anxiously.

Hearing this, Vandal couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Do you think Ian is a gangster on the road and can be easily solved? If he hadn't pushed your brother to defeat you when you invaded the land, , I can’t even expel him from the capital.”

"Then hurry up!"

Orm didn't hold on to this matter: "As long as we quickly catch that half-breed bastard and unify the seabed, what will happen even if that Ian comes back?"

While they were talking, the door was opened, and the guards in red armor came in, surrounded by Vico who was handcuffed.

"Where are the other three?"

Om suddenly stood up and asked sternly.

"Your Majesty, when we arrived, those unscrupulous people were already prepared. We were no match for the false prince and Princess Mera, and we only captured one Vico."

The captain of the guard knelt directly on the ground.

Orm took a few deep breaths, but ultimately did not hold him responsible.

Looking at Vico with his eyes closed, he didn't say much, just waved his hand: "Take him down, I want him to see what happens next."

……

In the deep sea outside the palace.

Arthur sits in the whale's mouth, familiar with the power of life, with Mera beside him protecting Tom.

"What do we do now?" she asked Arthur.

"Go back to Metropolis. First, ensure the safety of my father. Then we will go find the trident you mentioned."

……

In a certain unknown sea area, Ian was thrown out of the twisted space and fell into the seabed.

The originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds, and the green sea became as dark as ink.

He looked down.

"Oh, so many crayfish!"

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