But it was that seemingly rough and unrefined man, whom they had never met, who wielded the Trident of Neptune and blocked the attack that could have killed Superman.
"Do something, use your trident," Green Arrow whispered, his mouth close to Arthur's ear.
He needed to let this guy show his face a bit more while he had the chance.
"What should I do?"
"Do whatever you want."
So, under the gaze of everyone, he walked forward two steps and raised the golden Trident of Neptune high.
"I say, everyone, cease fire!"
The Atlantean sea monsters and the sea creatures controlled by the Brine Kingdom, along with the sharks and seahorses they rode, all lowered their heads in unison.
Even the neckless sharks voluntarily sank a bit lower into the water.
All the Atlanteans and Fishermen soldiers couldn't help but feel a pressure in their hearts. Only those with royal blood or those with considerable strength could somewhat resist the trident's pressure.
"Lord Vulko, this…"
An Atlantean general looked at Vulko, who was beside him commanding the army.
He was the real strategist of Atlantis. As a human, Lex Luthor would never be allowed to appear openly by Orm; he was just a dog-headed strategist behind the scenes.
Vulko looked at Arthur, hiding the gratification in his eyes.
"That is the Trident of Neptune, belonging to the ancient Atlantean king. Only the ruler of Atlantis is qualified to use it. The wielder can control the ocean and command all aquatic creatures.
And its current master… is King Orm's brother, Queen Atlanna's eldest son, Arthur."
Orm's brother, Queen Atlanna's eldest son?
That meant this man possessed the direct bloodline of the Atlantean royal family and had the legitimate right to inherit the throne, even potentially taking precedence over King Orm.
Now, Orm had led the allied forces of the four kingdoms to attack the land and was defeated. He himself was held hostage and seriously injured by humans.
If there were no other royal family members of sufficient importance, Orm might have been able to continue sitting on the throne, albeit with greatly reduced prestige.
But now, an elder brother had appeared, and this brother had obtained the Trident of Neptune, representing the legitimacy of Atlantis.
Several generals exchanged glances.
Vulko had already begun to take sides.
What about them?
They also wanted to advance.
"I agree."
"Seconded!"
"King Arthur is now the only adult male royal and has obtained the Trident of Neptune, giving him the right to become Regent."
And just like that, Arthur rightfully became the Regent of Atlantis and began to preside over peace negotiations with the land dwellers.
A day later, the four undersea kingdoms withdrew their troops and sent envoys to humanity.
Both sides agreed to hold peace talks in Buckingham Palace, England, two days later.
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Inside the White House.
"Mr. President, the Prime Minister of England has sent an inquiry as to whether you intend to have the United States rejoin the Paris Environmental Accord."
"No need. That's an environmental treaty signed internally by humans, and it has nothing to do with those fish living under the sea. Now, England should follow the lead of the United States and sign a new treaty."
The blonde president opened his arms, making an accordion-like gesture, shaking his head as he spoke.
"But Mr. President, in this war, the . military's role in stopping the undersea people's attack was not significant. In England, it was Warblade and Wonder Woman who defeated the undersea people. Here in America, Superman blocked the main force of Atlantis, until Batman and the others brought that half-Atlantean hybrid, the undersea people were convinced by them, not us.
Lex Luthor is even more out of the question. Although Congress has demanded that Lex Luthor be absorbed into the government, I think if he appears at the negotiating table, the undersea people will consider it a provocation, and there is a risk of the war reigniting."
The president's advisor said to the blonde president.
"Then why don't we pull in Warblade and Superman as well? Superman's identity hasn't been found, but haven't you already found out that Warblade is that Walter from Gotham? Hell, he's worth more than me."
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The blonde president tilted his head and said.
"Mr. President, Superman might agree to participate in the negotiations, but he won't agree to join the government. As for Warblade… I think you'll have to convince those people first. Although there's no direct evidence, we all know that those who once orchestrated the launch of the nuke towards Metropolis are already dead, and it was Walter who did it. I'm afraid…"
"You also know that those people are dead, so what does it matter if we bring him in?"
The blonde president asked very directly.
On certain issues, he was quite direct in getting to the heart of the matter.
"Besides, they want to bring in Lex Luthor, doesn't that mean we'll only be able to rely on Lex Luthor to solve these problems in the future? That's not appropriate. We also need someone like Lex Luthor, with wealth and technology. We can't let the Luthor family dominate. The military's fighter jets still need Boeing and Lockheed Martin to bid against each other.
Moreover, they must have seen how Walter's men dealt with those undersea people in Gotham Harbor. That guy already has an army of enhanced humans and a bunch of high-tech weapons, even an immortal giant. Can those people come up with countermeasures?"
The president's advisor was silent.
Who would dare to target Walter now!
Several congressmen had already died; who would risk being assassinated by Walter again to target him!
That guy was no longer someone the . government could deal with by force.
Thinking about it that way, it seemed like there weren't many solutions left.
One was to instigate other beings with powerful superhuman combat abilities to fight each other, and the other was to offer amnesty.
"Alright, Mr. President, but frankly, with Walter's current wealth and status, I'm afraid ordinary things won't move him. Doing so might affect the interests of some people, and I'm afraid you'll have to personally convince them."
"They have no choice but to agree."
The blonde president put down the accordion gesture and reached out to pick up the mouse on the round table, clicking a button on the computer and posting a comment on Little Blue Bird about celebrating peace, saying that no one understood peace better than him.
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At the same time, in Gotham City, in a certain Batcave hidden behind a waterfall.
"Oh, hey, guys, I'll be honest, don't you think this place is too gloomy?"
Diana wore casual clothes, a leather jacket on top and jeans on the bottom, outlining her slender legs as she looked around.
