AWB Chapter 90 The Lost Atlantis, Reborn
Chapter 90 The Lost Atlantis, Reborn
Arthur returned to the flagship, the "Victory".
His "mixed divine gear" exuded a heart-stopping energy fluctuation, and the [Golden Trident] in his hand was like a miniature sun, reflecting the surrounding seawater into a golden hue.
The knights looked at him as if he were a god.
"My lord!" An adjutant stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said with fervor in his voice, "What we will do next..."
"Return?" Arthur interrupted him, his gaze sweeping over the tranquil underwater city below, a cruel smile curving his lips. "No, we're not returning."
He raised the golden trident.
In an instant, a force far beyond human imagination erupted from the trident and poured into the deep sea.
"In my name, I command this sea!"
Arthur's voice was amplified and carried throughout the entire fleet.
"rising!"
Rumbling--
The entire sea began to boil violently.
Centered on Atlantis, a colossal vortex, over a hundred kilometers in diameter, appeared out of thin air. From the depths of the ocean, a terrifying roar echoed as if the Earth's tectonic plates were being forcibly torn apart.
The lost city, which had been sleeping for ten thousand years, was lifted up slowly from the seabed thousands of meters deep by an unparalleled force, driven by the power of the trident!
Seawater overflowed, creating towering waves.
The hull of the Victory Goddess was rocking violently in the raging waves, but all the knights on the deck were staring intently at the magnificent spectacle that was breaking through the water, their eyes filled with an uncontrollable madness.
A city is rising from the sea!
What divine power this is!
The moment the spire of Atlantis's tallest temple pierced the sea, geological monitoring stations and marine meteorological centers around the world simultaneously issued the highest level of alerts.
An unprecedented super tsunami spread wildly outwards from Bermuda.
Countless satellite cameras immediately turned to this previously unnoticed deadly sea area.
……
White Eagle Empire, the Pentagon's underground command center.
"General! A violent geological event has occurred in the mid-Atlantic, with an energy level... exceeding the measurement limits of our instruments!"
"The Bermuda Triangle fog dissipated, and a... a city rose from the sea!"
"Tsunami warning! Expected to reach the Florida coast in six hours, wave height... initial estimates exceed 300 meters!"
The piercing alarms mingled with the analysts' panicked reports.
On the command center's large screen, the real-time images transmitted by the satellite were crystal clear. An ancient city, larger than Manhattan Island, floated on the Atlantic Ocean, its central temple radiating a blinding light.
The city was surrounded by the fleet of the Europa Alliance.
An elderly general with white hair and beard stared intently at the screen, slamming his fist on the control panel with a dull thud.
"Europa..." he spat out the word through gritted teeth, his face ashen. "What did they find? Arthur Pendragon... What is he planning?!"
Anger, endless anger.
They had just suffered a setback in China when a raging fire broke out in their backyard. Those old European nobles they had kept as watchdogs had quietly caused such a commotion.
This is no longer a provocation.
This is like flipping a table.
……
Huaxia, Longwei Base, Operations Command Center.
The atmosphere was equally somber.
Li Tianshan stood in front of the holographic projection, gazing at the city rising from the seabed, speechless for a long time.
"That's quite a grand gesture."
His advisors were speechless with shock at this unimaginable scene. Could human power truly reach such a level?
"Report!" An intelligence officer strode over. "The Europa Alliance has publicly announced to the world that they have discovered the ruins of the ancient god Poseidon—Atlantis—and received the 'Gift of the Gods.' Arthur Pendragon has proclaimed himself 'The Sea Walker,' calling upon all European descendants scattered across the globe to return to their homeland and rebuild their divine kingdom."
"A divine kingdom?" Old Li sneered. "What a fine divine kingdom."
His gaze fell on a certain detail of the holographic projection.
That was the outer wall of the central temple of Atlantis, magnified hundreds of times by technicians. On the wall, a huge ancient mural, though weathered by time, still had its core content clearly discernible.
Snake-haired gods, endless sea monsters, and... a mysterious figure holding a spiral disc, confronting the gods.
Old Li's brows furrowed tightly.
"Go and call Lu Yan here."
When Lu Yan arrived, the command room was deathly silent.
All eyes were drawn to the mural.
"Take a look at this," Old Li said, pointing to the mysterious figure.
Lu Yan glanced over, and his pupils contracted sharply after just one look.
The spiral disc held in the hands of the mysterious figure on the mural, though blurry, possessed a unique pattern that seemed to contain some profound cosmic truth…
The patterns on the [Void Disc] in his storage space are at least 70% similar!
In that instant, a question that had troubled him for a long time seemed to have found its answer.
"Combined with the oracles from Europe, let's take a look at this." Old Li switched the projection and brought up another top-secret file.
The archives contain scattered records of ancient Chinese divine wars.
"The gods in the Western mythological system, whether it is Odin in Norse mythology or Zeus and Poseidon in Greek mythology, all have concrete images and clear divine kingdoms, and are attempting to return or descend through the means of 'mysterious realms'."
Old Li's voice echoed in the quiet command room.
"But what about our God?"
He pointed to those rubbings of ancient books.
"Pangu, Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, the Jade Emperor... In all the records, our Eastern pantheon has only left behind names and legends, but there has never been a specific 'secret realm' to correspond with them. It's as if they were... erased from this world, disappearing without a trace."
"We used to think it was just a difference in mythology. But now it seems..."
Old Li's gaze returned to the mural, his eyes becoming incredibly profound.
"Behind this may lie an ancient war that we have never heard of, or even deliberately forgotten."
A war between gods.
A war that led to the collective disappearance of the Eastern pantheon, while the Western gods lingered on, and now they are attempting to make a comeback.
Lu Yan remained silent.
He lowered his head, pretending to look at the tips of his shoes, but his mind was already absorbed in his storage space.
He looked at the [Disc of Nothingness] that was silently floating there.
[Description: It does not belong to this dimension, this era, or perhaps even to you. When the seven fragments reunite, a higher gaze will fall upon it. Use with caution; each plunder may bring you greater clarity in the eyes of the 'gods.']
In the past, he only regarded this as a pretentious warning.
But now, combined with the content of the murals and Mr. Li's bold conjectures, every word seems shocking.
A higher perspective...
God's vision...
The mysterious figure in the mural is fighting against the sea god.
The disc in his hand was remarkably similar to his own [Disc of Nothingness].
A terrifying thought began to frantically grow in Lu Yan's mind.
perhaps……
The forgotten war and the collective disappearance of the Eastern pantheon can be traced back to the origin of this disc.
Perhaps, the supreme artifact in my hand is not a treasure at all.