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Andrew turned his head to look at Namo, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and opened his mouth to say a word.

“Surprise you.”

Namo’s brows tightened, and he immediately became vigilant, constantly looking around, wary of the surprise in Andrew’s mouth.

But Namor was still wondering what the surprise was.

I saw that the space door that had just absorbed the soldier’s attack opened beside Andrew almost at the same time.

The space gate emitted a large number of white-blue energy waves from it, which reflected back at a faster speed in the direction of the plasma light just absorbed.

The moment he saw the space door appear, Namor guessed what the so-called surprise was.

Namor instantly turned around in panic, holding his trident high and roaring hoarsely.

“Quick! Scatter! Open!! …”

But after all, it was night, and he was still one step slower than the disaster.

The attack that bounced back from within the space door reached the soldiers almost instantaneously at an unimaginable speed.

“Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

A series of explosions sounded, and the scattered energy ruthlessly shredded everything around.

Nearly seventy percent of the soldiers and most of the city disappeared into the explosion.

When Namor saw this scene, his liver and gallbladder were split, his eyes were abnormally bulging, and the root blood vessels were stretched from the corners of his eyes.

“Ah!!! …”

An earth-shattering roar came from Namo’s mouth, and the surrounding sea water was pushed by powerful sound waves to spread out towards the four four weeks.

After the roar, Namor gripped the trident and slowly stood up, staring at Andrew with eyes like demons.

“You…! Damn it…! ”

“I want you to go down and give my people a burial!!”

For Namo’s cruel words, Andrew was not impressed at all, and said to Namo lightly.

“I’m standing here, you have the ability to kill me.”

Faced with Andrew’s disregard again, Namo, who was originally furious, suddenly calmed down.

Although he very much did not want to admit Andrew’s strength, the bloody truth was in front of him.

A person who stood motionless and destroyed half of Atlantis simply by reflexing the attacks of others cannot be described as unpowerful.

Namor gripped the trident, arched slightly, and walked in a circle around Andrew, who was studying the hammer.

A pair of eyes that had regained their composure stared at Andrew tightly, not missing a single detail of him.

As long as there is a slightest opportunity, Namor will be like a deadly sea serpent, bursting out in an instant, giving Andrew the deadliest blow.

Just when Namor was looking for an opportunity, Artuma, who was already dispossessed, floated in front of Andrew.

Andrew stretched out his hand to hook Atuma, and was always carried behind his back, and the magic hammer of life passed directly through his body and flew into Andrew’s hand.

Artuma looked at the magic hammer that passed through his chest and closed his eyes unwillingly.

Andrew took the hammer and looked at it carefully in his hand.

Then he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the spirit and felt the power of the hammer.

It was at this time that the opportunity that Namor had been waiting for came.

When Andrew’s spirit was immersed in the hammer, Namo’s originally hunched body instantly straightened.

The whole person was like a fast arrow off the string, and it swooped behind Under Arma.

The trident in his hand was aimed at Andrew’s head and stabbed.

Just when the trident was still a few centimeters away from Andrew’s head.

Andrew suddenly turned around, grabbed the trident, and took it to the side, and the trident and Namor were thrown out by Andrew.

Namo, who fell on the ground, got up from the ground and threw his somewhat dizzy head.

Looking at Andrew, who was walking towards him, Namor launched his final killing move.

I saw him holding his trident high and slamming at the bottom of the sea, and the surrounding sea began to press towards his position.

As the sea water continues to compress inward, the color of the sea around Namo becomes deeper and deeper, and the pressure begins to increase.

The originally straight body gradually bent down.

Looking at Namo’s painful expression, Andrew made a merciful decision to end his suffering with his own hands.

When Andrew walked only a few meters away from Namo.

Namor pulled out his trident, used all his strength, and threw it at Andrew.

Along with the trident, there is also the sea water that has been compressed to the extreme.

At the moment when the trident broke away from Namo’s hands, Namo, who lost the protection of the trident, the bones in his body were almost instantly crushed into powder by the sea pressure.

Namor lay on the ground, enduring the severe pain in his whole body, desperately clenching his teeth to prevent himself from letting out a scream.

Because of the pain, he almost stared out of his sockets, staring at Andrew deadly.

Before he dies, he will watch Andrew being crushed into meat by the powerful sea pressure.

But reality soon taught Namo a good lesson that gaps are not something that can be bridged by desperately.

In fact, when Namor began compressing the seawater, Andrew knew he would do this.

After all, the gap in strength was there, and he couldn’t think of what else Namor could use except for the same kind of moves.

Sure enough, Namor eventually thought the same as Andrew thought, and planned to die with him.

Unfortunately, he did not know that the gap between the two could not be made up by a simple big move.

In order to make Namor completely desperate, Andrew deliberately controlled his speed and slowly walked towards him, just so that he could compress the sea water to the extreme.

In this way, when he thought he was victorious, he completely shattered his unrealistic illusions.

Just as Namor stared at Andrew, wanting to see him being squashed.

A blue light lit up on Andrew’s abdomen, and the trident and those compressed seawater were all teleported away.

Namo’s eyes, which originally contained hope, instantly became bleak, and the whole person looked at Andrew who walked in front of him as if he had no soul.

At this moment, Namor is almost on the verge of collapse, and with just a small straw, he will completely become a soulless shell.

Andrew grabbed Namor by the neck and picked him up, forcing him to look at the pile of people gathered in the distance.

When Namor saw the group of people, his originally dull eyes regained a trace of brilliance.

Especially when he saw the two women at the front of the crowd, his eyes were filled with longing for life.

But soon these colors all turned into panic.

He thought he saw that above the group, a blue portal was slowly opening.

A golden trident wrapped in inky sea water was emerging from the portal little by little.

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