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Chapter 15 Cruelty is a necessary means to treat the enemy

Author: sing rooster

Chapter 15 Cruelty is a necessary means to treat the enemy

Ian did not answer Orm right away. He asked: "What was tampered with on this ship?"

Om's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "We are enemies, why did I help you get rid of the people who came to save me?"

Ian raised his hand a little, and the wind blade was pressed against Orm's neck, threatening: "If you don't help me find the tracker, I may be caught up. In the vast sea, I have no boat and no way out.

If you go, you will die.

And before I die, I will definitely take you as my support."

"I'll help you find it right away." Om caught a glimpse of the cold light in Ian's eyes and knew that he would never show mercy, so he instantly became scared.

"We have something to discuss!"

He immediately pointed out several places where the tracker might be hidden.

Ian went over and quickly found and removed all the trackers and fed them to the fish passing by outside the boat. Then he popped out small air bombs with his fingers, causing the fish to run around.

In the blink of an eye, these fish disappeared with the trackers.

"That's a good move of yours. The pursuers must not have imagined that they were actually chasing several fish." Omu's body sat up reluctantly.

Ian clapped his hands with satisfaction. Hearing Om's praise of himself, he looked sideways and said, "You are quite capable of bending and stretching. Are you going to bow to me now and stop holding on for a while?"

"Living is the most important thing."

Orm didn't care about the so-called dignity at all. He looked down at the mantra lasso on his body and said to Ian: "Can't you untie this damn rope first? I just say a few words now and I feel angry.

blow."

"Can you untie the rope so you can escape?"

Ian exposed Orm's little thought, turned the ship to autopilot mode, and then looked at Orm

He didn't speak, he just looked at the ocean lord up and down, from head to toe, with only cold eyes in his bell-like eyes.

Orm was bound by the noose of the mantra. He was completely powerless and had no ability to resist. He just felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, being searched for a good place by the butcher.

"Calm down, actually we don't have any deep hatred."

Faced with the threat of death, Orm immediately chose to follow his heart.

"It is Arthur who wants to invade the land. I am just following orders. If you are willing to support me in seizing the throne, I promise to never invade the land again."

A sword of wind emerged from Ian's hand, and he put it against Orm's neck. He asked with a smile: "Do I look stupid?"

Om shook his head like a rattle, with sweat all over his forehead.

Ian looked at this cunning guy and said coldly: "It is certainly his choice for the Sea Overlord to invade the land. Are you a peace-loving person? If that were the case, you would not collude with Penthesilea.

There are some conspiracies behind the scenes."

"My front foot will help you ascend to the throne, and your rear foot will tear up the covenant and attack the land."

The air flow from the Wind Sword fell on Orm's neck, making the hairs on his body stand up.

He was afraid not because Ian had said something wrong, but because Ian had said it exactly and that was really his intention.

Now that his little thought was exposed, he was afraid that Ian would chop off his head in anger, so he quickly promised: "I promise Poseidon, the god of the sea, that if I get the throne with the help of Ian, I will still be the king."

I betrayed my covenant and suffered a terrible death, even my whole body was left behind."

"Save it!" Ian mocked: "If you swear by the ancestors of the Atlantis royal family, I might still believe you a little bit."

"Paradise Island cares about the covenant of the Olympus gods, because they still need the power of the gods. What is the relationship between Atlantis and Poseidon? If you are really covered by Poseidon, Atlantis will have ten thousand

I wouldn’t have fallen into the sea years ago.”

Listening to Ian's ruthless revelation of Atlantis's background, Om couldn't help but feel embarrassed even though he was thick-skinned.

But Om really couldn't care about this and asked anxiously: "Then you must kill me today?"

Ian began to look at Orm again, but didn't say a word.

Om felt like he was like a fish on a red hot plate, suffering all the time, but he didn't dare to speak for fear of angering this damn ground man.

After an unknown amount of time, Orm was almost driven crazy by this silence. He couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to vent.

Ian suddenly spoke and simply said: "I'm going to let you go!"

When Om heard the news, he was not happy at all. Instead, he was trembling with anger, and his face began to twitch and twist into a knot.

Orm stared at Ian and asked word for word: "Did you plan to let me go from the beginning?"

"That's right." Ian replied simply.

Om's eyes were bloodshot because of his anger, and his eyeballs were about to bulge out: "So you are deliberately playing tricks on me, trying to drive me crazy."

"Oh, you finally understand!"

Ian smiled and patted his head, and said kindly: "Although I don't think you can grab the throne now, letting you go will also cause some trouble for the Sea Overlord, so that he won't go so quickly.

Let’s have a decisive battle with the Magic Queen. This will give me more time to recruit helpers.”

"And we are enemies, and we must be cruel and ruthless when dealing with our enemies. Atlantis sank the entire Western Europe at once and drowned hundreds of millions of people. I am just letting you hang out for a while, and it is already merciful enough without using corporal punishment.

"

As Ian spoke, he gently patted Orm's face with the Wind Sword to let him recognize the reality.

The courage in Om's heart finally showed some, and he looked at Ian with gritted teeth: "You humiliated me so much today, aren't you afraid that Arthur and I will join forces to kill your people on the ground first?"

Ian opened his palms with the palms facing upward, and the wind gathered into a ball and made a sound:

"How did you know about my agreement with her?"

"As long as I win the throne, I can guarantee it!"

"Arthur Curry is nothing but a half-breed bastard!"

…

Ian took back his palm and said calmly: "These are all words you said yourself."

Om's face was ashen. He had been trying to trick people behind their backs all his life. He didn't expect that now he would be completely in the hands of a person on the ground. He turned his head away and stopped talking.

Ian dispersed the wind in his hand. He knew very well that even if he didn't let out these voices, Orm would not reconcile with the Sea King.

Power cannot be shared with others.

As long as Orm doesn't give up the idea of ​​becoming a king, he must fight the Sea King to the end.

"You can get out of here. I hope the next time I hear news about you, it won't be about your death."

"Get lost!"

Retract the mantra lasso, kick Orm away, start the ship's engine and run away.

Ian's movements were completed in one go, and by the time Orm regained his composure, he had disappeared into the vast sea.

"Damn bastard!"

Orm looked at the dark seabed, cursed fiercely, and did not go to find his fleet.

He swam to the place where Ian lost the tracker, stabbed himself in the abdomen with a sharp knife, and fell on the coral reef.

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