The thick, terrifying glacier—capable of withstanding even heavy weapons—melted even faster than it had formed!
No billowing steam or roaring boil; the solid ice seemed to be erased from existence by a higher-dimensional force, reverting directly from "solid" to "liquid"!
Within just a few breaths!
The endless glacier, stretching a thousand miles, vanished without a trace!
Blue seawater reappeared at everyone's feet.
Moments ago, the apocalyptic, frozen world now seemed like nothing more than an unreal illusion!
Mera and a few Atlantean warriors watched the ultimate transformation of ice and fire, their worldviews once again upended!
They looked at Lucci—no longer with simple reverence, but with the kind of awe reserved for a creator god, a figure to be worshipped with pious fanaticism!
Even Diana couldn't help but click her tongue in secret. She'd known Lucci was strong—but hadn't imagined just how strong, or how easily he could overturn the heavens!
The power to freely control the laws of nature was something even her father, Zeus, King of the Gods, could not touch.
At the same time, on the distant carrier, everyone who had just escaped the ice experienced a brief brush with death. Then, a wave of earth-shaking cheers erupted!
"Oh! Oh my God! We're saved!"
"Incredible! We're alive!"
Captain William trembled with excitement as he stared at the screen, his eyes filled with unparalleled shock and rapture!
As expected, "No way!"
In an instant, the whole sea was turned to ice, then returned to water in another instant!
Such creator-god-like powers are truly awe-inspiring!
With someone like that guarding Earth, who cared about those aliens?
Mera forcibly suppressed the stormy pain in her heart. The man before her was beyond her comprehension—whether freezing thousands of miles or melting it in an instant, this was the power of a creator of gods.
She knew resistance was meaningless before such an existence.
Moreover, their common enemy was Apokolips. The Asgardian Crown Prince was an ally, not an enemy.
Understanding this, Mera suppressed all unnecessary emotions. Her beautiful, proud face regained its solemnity and resolve.
She raised the Trident of Poseidon high—this relic, symbolizing Atlantis's royal authority, shone with a soft, vibrant aqua-blue light in her hand.
"Please, this way, Prince Lucci."
Mera spoke respectfully to Lucci and Diana.
She thrust the trident forward!
"Open!"
A clear command. The ancient relic seemed to awaken its sleeping soul.
A visible blue shockwave of energy spread from the trident's tip—not a destructive force, but like an invisible giant hand, it gently parted the sea before them.
BOOM—
The entire sea began to rumble dully.
Centered on Mera, the calm blue sea suddenly split open, forming a colossal chasm!
The water parted violently to either side, forming two crystal cliffs, each ten thousand meters tall.
Within the walls of water, countless sea creatures tumbled in the currents.
Sunlight pierced this strange passage, illuminating the bottomless abyss below.
A miraculous rift to the ocean floor appeared before the world.
Lucci's gaze was only partly focused on this grand spectacle—his attention was drawn to the trident in Mera's hand.
Through his divine foresight, he could see that the trident was more than just a weapon; it was an authority key, an interface with the planet's water cycle system.
When Mera activated it, countless invisible blue threads extended from the trident, connecting to every drop of seawater and issuing commands through rune algorithms to the entire ocean.
"So that's it… It's a physical embodiment of the law of water?"
Lucci smiled faintly.
He observed the artifact's mobilization and application of the law of water, his understanding deepening at an unprecedented speed.
It was as if he were watching a grand symphony sung by countless water molecules, with the trident as the conductor's baton.
In an instant, the core mysteries of the Poseidon Trident were analyzed and understood, and he innovated further, delving deeper into the law's essence.
In a short time, Lucci successfully began to comprehend the law of water!
Meanwhile, the US aircraft carrier that had earlier fled the danger zone now faced trouble again.
The sea had parted, creating a massive vacuum.
This caused the surrounding seawater to rush back into the gap with thunderous force!
The steel behemoth, weighing over 100,000 tons, couldn't resist this terrifying suction.
It was like a tiny yellow duck sliding toward the drain in a bathtub, unconsciously slipping toward the bottomless abyss!
"Alarm! Alarm! Hull is out of control! We're being dragged into the abyss!"
"Engines overloaded! Hurry! Reverse thrust! We can't hold on!"
The crew, just now recovering from euphoria, fell once more into bottomless despair and panic.
The whole carrier groaned under the strain, tilting at a terrifying angle.
On deck, soldiers tumbled down one after another, staring in terror at the approaching darkness that threatened to swallow everything.
Death's shadow loomed once more.
This time, they had no power to resist.
In their despair, everyone's thoughts turned to the black-clad figure floating in the air.
"God!"
"Unknown god, please help us!"
No one knew who knelt first, but soon, both on deck and in the command room, the surviving soldiers knelt in desperation, clasping their hands and praying with all their might to Lucci in the sky.
Lucci heard their prayers.
He shook his head lightly at the sight of the carrier sliding toward oblivion.
He raised his hand and invoked the law of water he had just comprehended, gently supporting the falling carrier.
There was no shocking force or dazzling light.
But in the next moment, the seawater beneath the carrier rapidly surged up, precisely supporting and straightening the massive vessel.
Like a surfboard on a wave, the carrier slid quickly and smoothly away from the dangerous whirlpool and back to calm seas.
Onboard, everyone was stunned.
They looked at the steady deck beneath their feet and then at the terrifying rift in the distance, finally fixing their gaze on the godlike figure who had pulled them back from the brink with a mere gesture.
After a moment of ultimate silence, the entire carrier erupted in the most fanatical and reverent worship and gratitude ever!
"We're saved, we're saved!"
"Thank you, thank you, Prince Lucci!"
This was no longer a prayer, but a bow from the depths of their souls.
Lucci's calm handling of the carrier left not just the humans, but even Mera, Diana, and the nearby Atlantean warriors dumbstruck.
Mera's beautiful green eyes widened. She stared at Lucci in disbelief, her voice filled with incomprehensible amazement.
"You… you even control the power of water?"
Ice and fire—these two opposing extremes were already shocking enough.
Now, he'd displayed mastery over the ocean itself!
It wasn't just power—he seemed to possess an innate, absolute dominion over the element of water!
This mastery surpassed even her own as Queen of Atlantis!
Diana was equally astonished. She knew Lucci was strong, but his power seemed limitless.
Each time she thought she'd seen his limits, he demonstrated an even more incredible new ability.
For a moment, she was at a loss for words.
Yet, before their astonished faces, Lucci withdrew his hand as if he'd done nothing of consequence.
"I've just realized something," he mused.
The audience fell silent.
Mera, Diana, and the Atlantean warriors all stared at Lucci as if he were a monster, speechless.
Just… realized?
Did he really just realize it now? The skill and precision with which he controlled the water far surpassed even the royal family of Atlantis!
And he calls it "just realized"?
How can anyone compare?!
Diana could only feel weak for a while.
She realized it was a mistake to judge this man by common sense—his very existence overturned the concept of "common sense."
Lucci ignored their stunned expressions. His gaze fell on the Trident of Poseidon in Mera's hand, and he remarked,
"It seems you haven't fully unleashed this trident's power."
Mera snapped out of her shock, forced a bitter smile, and nodded.
"Prince Lucci sees through everything."
She sighed.
"This Sea God Trident is the only relic of the royal family of Atlantis. Only the true king of Atlantis can fully wield its power—Arthur is the only one who can use it completely. But even so, its power is limited."
Lucci pondered for a moment. "May I see it?"
Mera hesitated for a moment. The Trident of Poseidon was the most important relic and symbol of Atlantis—of course it shouldn't be handed out lightly. But…
She glanced at Lucci's deep, indifferent eyes and thought of his unfathomable strength. She couldn't bring herself to refuse.
Moreover, she felt a faint curiosity and anticipation—she wanted to see if the mighty Crown Prince of Asgard could wield the Sea God's Trident.
"Of course… here."
Mera nodded, solemnly handing over the trident.
"Prince Lucci, this trident has a will of its own. Anyone without royal blood cannot pick it up and may even be bitten back. Please be careful."
"No problem."
Lucci, looking unconcerned, reached out his hand.
Under the tense gazes of Mera, Diana, and all the Atlantean warriors, he took the trident imbued with the Sea God's might.
No stagnation, no pressure—the supposedly immovable relic for those without royal blood felt like an ordinary wooden stick in his grip.
Seeing this, Mera and the Atlantean warriors behind her were again shaken to their core!
How was this possible?
He… he could actually pick up the Poseidon Trident?
And he looked even more at ease and natural than Arthur!
Their fundamental understanding, shaped over thousands of years, was completely overturned!
Lucci paid no mind to their ghost-like expressions. He examined the golden trident carefully.
Through his comprehension of the higher laws, the artifact's internal structure was plain to see.
At its core was a source crystal embodying the law of pure water.
Complex ancient runes were carved into the shaft, forming a vast energy circuit to amplify and channel the source crystal's power.
Most importantly, deep at the core, a bloodline prohibition was clearly visible—a lock that only those of the right blood could open to wield the trident's full power. The purer the blood, the greater the power.
"So that's it," Lucci thought.
In essence, this was similar to Mjolnir, once sealed by Odin—but while Thor's hammer judged "worthiness," the trident judged "pure blood."
To Lucci, who had mastered the laws, this level of prohibition was as trivial as a child's dial lock—simple and easily bypassed.
He reached out and gently stroked the golden trident.
A mysterious golden divine power instantly penetrated into the trident's core. He didn't rudely break the bloodline ban, which would destroy the relic's legacy meaning.
He merely added a new name to the "authorized list"—Mera.
Once done, he handed the trident back to the dazed Mera.
"Try again."
"Huh? Oh…"
Mera blankly accepted the trident.
But the moment she took it—
BUZZ—
A majestic power, dozens or hundreds of times greater than before, surged from the trident into her body!
It was an unprecedented feeling!
If wielding the trident before was like sensing the sea's temperature through thick glass, now she felt as if she herself was immersed in the ocean!
She could hear the joyful song of every drop, feel the pulse of the currents—she was the sea itself; the sea was her!
Mera unconsciously waved her hand!
BOOM—
The nearby wall of water, ten thousand meters high, instantly erupted into a monstrous wave more terrifying than any before!
That dreadful force seemed about to swallow the entire sky!
"Stop!"
Mera cried in alarm, quickly swinging the trident.
The city-destroying wave instantly retreated into the wall of water as if it had never existed.
She could now control it as freely as her own thoughts!