Martin Variety in American Comics

"Do you need me to teach you how to do it?"

Martin saw that Arthur didn't move, and asked.

Arthur shook his head and stared at him and asked: "Why do I feel that you are mocking me?"

"If you remove the word 'feeling', I am mocking you. What's the difficulty in doing such a simple thing? Just do it directly."

Martin's ruthless mockery made Arthur's head black, but he had no choice but to start working obediently.

He closed his eyes and began to sense the power of life, concretizing abstract concepts into concrete activities of life, and then drawing strength from these activities.

In the past, he had learned how to divert the power of life activities to himself to enhance his combat effectiveness.

But in this dark and silent sea, there is nothing else except microorganisms, and Martin seems to be covered with a veil.

No matter how Arthur looks at Martin, he can only see the veil covering his body, but cannot see more specific things.

"Don't waste your energy. If even you can see through the secret of my identity change so easily, I would have stayed at home and studied peacefully, and would not have come to this universe at all."

Although Martin did not use any mysterious power, he still felt Arthur's prying, reminding him to concentrate and not to be distracted.

"You can be more tactful when you speak, not so straightforward."

Arthur felt powerless about this, and then turned his attention to himself and began to identify the characteristics of the Atlanteans.

At first, he thought he had to split his ability, and then transfer it to Martin through some abstract network.

When he really started to fight, he found that it was completely unnecessary. He just copied his state and bumped into Martin.

Although the principle is unclear, it is so simple when he really fights.

Arthur stretched out his hand and patted Martin on the shoulder, and the blue light penetrated into his body along his palm, and within 1 minute, his ordinary body began to transform into an Atlantean.

"Good job!"

Martin made a few random movements, sensing the changes in his body, and Arthur was imparting his experience beside him.

He quickly mastered the characteristics of the Atlantean body, but still did not get the recognition of the life force.

However, this was not a big deal for Martin.

"Om seems to have not found this place yet. It seems that he is indeed not as good as you!"

Before leaving the submarine, Martin used the submarine's radar to search the surrounding sea area and found that the Atlantis fleet was still fighting with the Trench Clan.

"I just want to get this matter over with as soon as possible. As for Om, let him fend for himself!"

When Arthur mentioned this name, his expression was unchanged, as if he was just talking about a stranger.

"People like Om don't destroy themselves. Even if they are finished, they will drag others to take the blame for him."

Martin's evaluation of Om has always been low, and it has never changed.

"Let's go!"

He was the first to leave the submarine. The moment his skin touched the sea water, he didn't feel anything special, just like people living in the air, and they wouldn't think there was anything wrong with the air.

The only problem is breathing. The way Atlanteans breathe is very different from that of people on land. They can filter oxygen from seawater through their skin and lungs.

Martin only used his lungs at first and was choked. After taking a few gulps of seawater, he learned to breathe through his skin and slowly stabilized.

"Don't think about fighting the water flow, but use the power of the water flow, so that you can swim very fast."

Arthur pointed out the skills of advancing on the seabed and told Martin how to coexist with the seawater.

This is not a difficult task. Martin learned how to control the water flow after turning back and forth a few times. Like a fish, he shuttled freely on the seabed.

"It feels good, let's go!"

Martin waved to Arthur, then rushed out quickly and rushed straight to the Grand Canyon with a narrow seabed.

Arthur followed closely and soon surpassed Martin in speed.

But the two of them did not have the contemptuous mind at this moment. After entering the canyon, they felt that the sound was gradually moving away from them, and the light in front of them became stronger and stronger, stimulating their pupils.

"Look both ways!"

Martin pushed Arthur's shoulder and asked him to look to the side.

Arthur turned his head and was startled.

The towering stone walls on both sides of the canyon were covered with pus-like protrusions, which were densely packed and almost covered the stone walls, making people shudder.

Arthur could speak, but he didn't speak, just used sign language to express his opinion.

"There are all sleeping Trench Tribes in there, we just need to swim past them silently."

Arthur raised his right hand to his chest and slowly pressed it down, indicating to Martin that he had solved the matter.

Martin responded with an "ok" gesture, and the two of them shook their bodies, and quickly and silently passed through the canyon with the power of the water.

Of course, the Trench Tribes on the stone wall were arranged here for a reason. Martin believed that there must be some kind of warning device set up in this canyon, and as long as someone broke in, the Trench Tribes would be awakened.

But due to Arthur's interference, these trench tribesmen were all immersed in sleep, staying obediently on the stone wall without any movement.

It's a pity that they have degenerated into beasts, otherwise they can have a few sweet dreams in their sleep.

"That's where we are going."

Arthur stopped first, pointing to the whirlpool running wildly inside the seabed mountain range, and said solemnly.

"The strength of this whirlpool is something I have never seen before. Even if the Atlanteans want to force their way through this whirlpool, they will face the danger of being torn apart by the storm."

"But we are not ordinary Atlanteans."

Martin kept a smile on his face. He knew the danger of this seabed whirlpool very well, but he didn't want to show the tension in his heart.

Secondly, if the two of them couldn't get through this whirlpool, it would be even more impossible for others.

Arthur took a deep breath and added the power of the marine life's life leaping moment to himself little by little through the power of life, preparing for the action of crossing the whirlpool.

"The life signal of the Trench Clan began to move downward. It seems that my brother did not gain nothing in the palace of the Trench Clan."

Arthur was trying to share the life force he got from the marine life with Martin.

But this process is much more difficult than he imagined. The energy flow process only has one more link, which makes the conversion efficiency several times more difficult.

"It doesn't matter. What if they catch up now?"

Martin kept a lot of things to say.

For example, when Om sees Atlanna, it may not be a scene of motherly love and filial piety, but it may be a scene of killing.

This is not a fairy tale. If Om abdicates now, he will only end up worse than death.

Should he let himself die, or let Atlanna, who has been dead for decades in the eyes of the world, die?

As a king, it is not difficult to predict what choice Om will make.

Although Arthur doesn't care about his brother Om, he is still worried about Atlanna, his mother.

It's not that he can't guess that such a thing will happen, but he is too concerned and his brain can't work.

"I'm ready, are you?"

Martin made a gesture to move forward, and Arthur nodded in response.

The two rushed out at the same time, pulling a trail full of bubbles in the sea water, and hit the whirlpool hard.

In an instant, Martin's eyes were stimulated by the strong light and kept crying. The huge noise filled his ears, hit the eardrum hard, tore the eardrum, and left two blood marks, but they were soon taken away by the sea water.

The vortex rotated in one direction, and although the power was dispersed, it maintained a balance.

When Martin and Arthur, as outsiders, wanted to force their way into the vortex, they felt the tearing force coming from all directions, trying to tear them into messy pieces.

"I'm beginning to regret not bringing the Nautilus down?"

Arthur shouted loudly, and he held Martin's arm tightly to ensure that the two would not separate.

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Martin rolled his eyes. He was not as relaxed as Arthur. He tried his best to maintain it, and all parts of his body were still sending unbearable signals.

So in the face of Arthur's question, his answer was very simple, twisting his arm hard.

The meaning of doing this was very simple, that is, to let him stop talking nonsense, hurry to the center of the vortex, and don't stay here anymore.

Arthur nodded, grabbed Martin and rushed to the center of the whirlpool. He tore a channel in the sea water against the power of the whirlpool and rushed to the center with difficulty but steadily.

When he broke through a certain boundary, the force that originally squeezed them outward suddenly changed. The big hole in the center of the whirlpool produced a terrifying suction force, sucking everything close to the core of the whirlpool into the big hole.

The speed of these two forces changed too fast, and Arthur had no time to react, and he fell into the big hole in the center of the whirlpool.

The force that originally tore them from all directions instantly contracted inward, constantly squeezing Martin and Arthur's bodies.

If they had not been prepared before jumping in, they would have been squeezed into a meat ball by such a sudden squeeze.

Arthur was hit by the chaotic water flow, and his body kept swaying and rolling in the whirlpool. He tried to stabilize his body and find Martin.

But the moment he fell into the abyss of the seabed, a special force acted on him, forcibly closing his five senses.

In an instant, he lost all perception.

"Damn it, I actually separated from Martin!"

With such regret, Arthur's perception of this world was forcibly cut off.

...

"Cough cough cough!"

When Arthur regained his perception, his first reaction was that he had difficulty breathing. He could feel that his lungs were full of fluid, and he could not breathe in air no matter how hard his body tried.

His limbs began to struggle, trying to grab something so that his body could exert more force.

"Calm down, relax!"

Martin's voice sounded, and the girl felt her chest being hit hard.

"Ugh!"

Arthur bounced up from the ground, bent his body, and vomited in big mouthfuls. The seawater mixed with the food residue in his stomach sprayed all over the ground from his mouth and nose, emitting a sour and smelly odor.

"Relax, relax. I guess you don't have much experience of drowning!"

Although Martin's physical strength is not as strong as Arthur's, he has rich experience in how to travel through different spaces.

The large whirlpool on the seabed is a special node connecting two spaces. It is normal to encounter some special situations when passing through.

Arthur has no experience. Even if he has the protection of life, he can not want to resist subjectively, and it is difficult to resist these special mechanisms.

However, when Martin was captured, he was prepared, but before he had time to inform Arthur, the two of them were scattered by the severe ocean flow of the sea.

Soon Arthur spit out everything in his stomach.

Most people have been drowned in such a situation, but the strong physical fitness of the Atlantis guarantees his safety, and even if he encounters such a thing, it is just uncomfortable for a while.

"This time it was shameful to get home. I also called myself Neptune! It was flooded like this by the sea. Finally, I would like to save me."

Arthur climbed up hard, looking at the filth on his body, his face embarrassed.

Martin looked around and pointed to the sea water not far away and said, "You can go there and wash it."

Arthur quickly recovered his soberness, and at a glance, he saw the seawater not far away, and walked over.

Martin followed him and comforted: "We are all friends and comrades, and people who know each other are nothing."

Arthur jumped directly into the sea water, let the waves be hit, and washed away the filth.

He said depressedly: "I know that I can't support this plan alone, but I feel that I can retrieve my mother at least. As a result, I still fail, and in the end, I still have to rely on you to turn the tide."

"So, you are not a teenage child. You should know that there are never a single fight in this world. Those who think that they can fight against the whole world are miserable."

Martin knew that Arthur was still worried about Atlana.

He didn't want to face the worst result, so he shifted this emotion to Martin.

Because Martin will support him as always, and the mother who has never met since his birth may not be the case.

"You have not been in contact with magic, which is normal. I guess there are few magic masters in the entire Atlantis. Buickoum brought a entire fleet to force that big vortex. More miserable. "

With Martin's support, Arthur gradually calmed down.

He turned around and looked at Martin and said, "I'm scared. If my mother does not agree with our plan, what should I do after that?"

"You want to know the result, just find your mother, what are you struggling here?"

Martin put away the attitude of follow -up, and said toughly: "If you want to be the best result for you, you must take the initiative to fight. Here, it will only make the situation worse."

Arthur stepped on his legs, stepped on the beach step by step, sighed and said, "But you will never change your position, isn't it?"

"If you know me, you shouldn't ask such a question."

Martin answered Arthur in a euphemistic way.

But Arthur calmed down.

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