Aaron did not explain but continued to command, "I say, the sea shall open a wide road for us to the Kingdom of Atlantis, and endless sea beasts shall play a triumphal song for the army."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boundless, bottomless sea in front of the army seemed to be torn apart by a mighty force, and billions of tons of seawater automatically separated, forming an underwater canyon passage hundreds of meters wide, from shallow to deep.
The ground was so vast and dry, it hardly looked like it had been submerged in seawater for hundreds of millions of years.
And the giant curtains of seawater on both sides stood there, defying gravity and violating the laws of physics, like protective barriers.
And between those curtains of seawater, there were sea snakes, sharks, dolphins, and even whales arranged neatly, like an army being reviewed, or a band being inspected, all orderly and watching the crowd.
Dolphins displayed their singing, whales chirped happily, and even the voiceless sharks tried their best to open and close their mouths, as if unwilling to be left out, offering their unique voices to everyone.
"Oh my god, this is simply a miracle!"
"Is Aaron really not a god? No, even a god couldn't achieve this!"
"Zeus, Poseidon... they aren't even fit to carry his shoes!"
This scene overturned everyone's imagination. Some elders had experienced the horrors of the ancient war. However, even the most heroic and skilled gods did not display power as shocking as Aaron's.
When Aaron spoke, a single sentence could shake the great power of nature, making the entire world operate according to his command.
Aaron was the center of the world, the supreme ruler of all beings.
What was even more exciting was that, Aaron was also Themyscira's son-in-law. If he wished, all of Themyscira would be at his disposal.
Perhaps one day, they would be as fortunate as Artemis to catch Aaron's eye, becoming true women of God and gaining supreme power.
Fanaticism, worship, madness!
The Amazon women looked at Aaron with undisguised admiration and eagerness in their eyes.
Hippolyta and Antiope exchanged glances, seeing shock and pleasant surprise in each other's eyes.
Indeed, only fools would choose carefully, the wise always go all-in.
They had bet correctly!
Although the path to Atlantis was already flat and clear, Aaron was still not satisfied—it was too far to walk.
"I say, there shall be an automatic escalator in the passage leading to Atlantis, made of walkable clouds."
Automatic escalator? Clouds?
Where would the electricity in the sky come from? Could clouds even be stepped on?
They weren't all equipped with the Lasso of Truth.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
However, a strange thing happened: As Aaron uttered the words, the sea of clouds from tens of thousands of feet high automatically descended, transforming into a cloud road hundreds of meters wide within the passage, leading to its depths.
Moreover, the clouds continued to undulate, moving forward, truly extraordinary.
"Let's go."
Aaron stepped out first, his foot landing on the invisible clouds, yet it felt like stepping on solid ground. He was thus carried by the clouds, flying into the distance.
How could a sea of clouds be so inconvenient?
As long as one's imagination was vast, clouds could bear tons of weight.
Aaron said so!
Diana, Circe, and the other women followed Aaron. The clouds easily bore their weight, carrying them forward automatically.
Seeing this, tens of thousands of Amazonian warriorss, led by Hippolyta, carefully and astonishingly stepped onto the sea of clouds.
Some even cautiously stepped on it, finding it soft and fluffy, yet surprisingly sturdy and durable.
They didn't understand the principle, but they were greatly astonished.
Perhaps in front of Aaron, there was no such thing as "impossible". All physical logic and mathematical principles became a joke. He was the sole creator of all rules in this world.
At the continuous end of the cloud road, which was also the end of the underwater passage, lay the oldest kingdom in this world—Atlantis.
Atlanna was still desperately trying to prevent the revenge war initiated by the Senate.
Large numbers of troops gathered in a mighty procession.
The most advanced underwater fighter jets, the Great White Shark fleet, the Hammerhead Shark squad and of course, the Azure Dragon, which originally belonged to the King but was now under the command of the Senate.
The Senate looked at this grand army with smug satisfaction.
Although the fragmented Atlantis had suffered a great loss of strength, in terms of army size, it was inferior to the highly prolific Brine, and in terms of close-combat elites, it was not as good as Xebel.
But they still possessed the most advanced technology and the bravest army.
In terms of true strength, the Kingdom of Atlantis was number one among the seven kingdoms—well, excluding the Trench.
With Atlantis's full national strength deployed, a mere Themyscira was nothing to worry about. They were just a bunch of landlubbers, one wave would probably wash them away.
In this battle, the advantage was ours.
He couldn't imagine how Atlantis could lose.
Of course, all of this was based on the situation before the underwater passage appeared.
Just as he was still reviewing the troops, the sea let out a rumbling roar, the water pressure became chaotic, and underwater currents surged wildly, almost scattering the army.
The Senate looked angrily at his disorganized army, which had failed to even set out, and was about to order them to reorganize.
However, at this moment, the sky fell.
No, the sea collapsed!
Everyone simultaneously looked towards the area outside the kingdom.
That place, once filled with endless sea, was now forcibly separated by some power, forming a wide avenue.
Moreover, the Great White Shark Unit and other marine creatures suddenly broke free from the Atlanteans' restraints and actually ran to the sides of the passage to line up... and sing?
The sea dragon was no exception.
It tossed off the old man on its head and led the singing.
The Senate, disheveled, crawled out of the ocean current, staring blankly at this scene.
Then, they saw a mass of endless white clouds covering the passage.
"By Poseidon, I must be dreaming again!"
"Is this still the sea? Why does it feel like we've come to the sky?"
"Atlantis... flew into the sky? Or, did the sky fall?"
"Could it be that the great Poseidon has descended upon the ocean once more?"
"This looks more like a feat that only the king of the gods, Zeus, could accomplish, doesn't it?"
The Atlanteans were abuzz with discussions about this terrifying sight.
Although Atlanteans also possess the power to control the ocean and in some parallel universes, they even once unleashed massive waves to engulf continents and destroy surface dwellers.
But in reality, without the trident, they could at most stir up a hundred-meter wave to flood coastal cities.
They are not gods, they cannot comprehend the might of a god.
Even the trident cannot be perfectly used by just anyone to unleash its divine power.
The Atlanteans did not realize what awaited them.
The Senate vaguely sensed that something was amiss. This scene resembled both Poseidon's personal arrival and Zeus's descent.
It couldn't be that all the gods were simultaneously visiting the ocean, could it?
Beside him, Atlanna, who was being strictly "protected" by several guards, looked at the straight passage, her brows furrowed slightly.
"This direction…"
Atlanna's pupils contracted, wasn't this the direction she just returned from?
Could it be an attack from Themyscira?
No, how could Themyscira possess such power?
Aren't they all landlubbers?
The sea is the homeland of the Atlanteans, the paradise of Poseidon's descendants.
The Amazonian warriors might be brave, but in the sea, it is ultimately their domain.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Atlanteans are already masters of controlling the ocean. How could the people of Themyscira master the power of water more skillfully than Atlantis?" Atlanna was unwilling to believe it.
However, when a thick, cloud mass surged forward, the Atlanteans strained to look into the distance, only to vaguely see a group of fully armed female warriors within the clouds.
Atlanna's face changed dramatically, she saw clearly that the figures above were Amazonian warriors.
The man leading them was Aaron, the mysterious being who had caused their diplomatic team to lose all courage back then.
"It's the Amazons! Everyone, prepare for battle!"
The Senate also clearly recognized the identity of these uninvited guests.
Amidst his shock, he did not forget to mobilize troops, preparing to fight to the death against these invaders.
The Senate was both terrified and enraged.
I haven't even gone looking for trouble with you, yet you've come to attack us first?
This is truly an outrageous reversal!
We are clearly the victims!
"Atlanna, these are the 'innocent people' you spoke of. Not only do they not apologize to us Atlanteans, but they are also actively invading the ocean."
The Senate directed his anger at Atlanna, perhaps hoping to lessen his fear of the Amazons' peculiar methods.
Yes, he was afraid.
The various methods that split the sea and caused all living beings to sing a song of triumph could only have been achieved by the Sea King who wielded the trident a thousand years ago.
No, perhaps even he couldn't do it.
The sea is vast and untamed. They can only barely make it throw a small tantrum, but this scene…
The sea is so docile, it's practically actively accommodating them.
Atlanna retorted defiantly, "Lord Senate, are the armies you've gathered just for playing house? Is it only permissible for you to attack them, and not for them to discover it and attack you first?"
"So, your words confirm that you are the traitor who leaked the information?"
The Senate said sinisterly, "Atlanna, your loyalty is misplaced! After this battle, you will face your true destiny."
"Atlantis has no need for traitors!"
After speaking, he continued to give orders to others.
"Immediately notify the Xebel, the Fishermen, and the Brine! The Amazons have gone mad, they are attempting to dominate the four seas!"
The Senate instructed his trusted aide to pilot the spaceship and leave at top speed.
Aside from these few kingdoms, the Trench are incapable of communication, having completely degenerated into beasts that only know slaughter and reproduction.
The Kingdom of the Deserters has regressed to the point where they cannot touch the sea, making them even more landlocked than landlubbers.
Although they nominally still obey the commands of Atlantis, in reality, they have long since listened to orders but not declarations, and it's even less likely they would come to support this battle. They would die if they entered the water.
The last kingdom, having rebelled by forging the dark trident, was defeated and annihilated by the Sea King of that era, and sealed as a kingdom of the undead.
Of the seven kingdoms, only these three kingdoms can now quickly provide support to Atlantis.
Among them, the Fishermen are absorbed in music, its military preparations neglected, and can at most be considered an auxiliary.
The Senate added, "Tell Ryus that if he is willing to provide support, a future descendant of the Atlantean Queen can marry his child, and we will share the name of Atlantis."
Atlanna wanted to say that she couldn't possibly marry and have children, that his plan was fundamentally impossible. However, the Senate completely ignored her.
He personally led the army into battle.
Although the Amazons' displayed abilities were surprising, he still believed he wouldn't lose.
The ocean is vast, a million times larger than Themyscira.
The kingdom of Atlantis, occupying the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, although divided into seven, still possessed a sufficiently vast territory to nurture Atlantean citizens. Therefore, even if they were only one-seventh of their original strength, in terms of army size, they were still at least five times that of the Amazons.
Even if five men were exchanged for one, they would still achieve ultimate victory.
This is a sure win, we can do it.
The Senate mobilized the army to attack, preparing to use the territorial advantage to force the Amazons into the sea to fight them.
After all, ordinary Atlanteans, apart from royal family members, do not possess the ability to live on the surface and can only rely on combat suits.
As long as the landlubber Amazons could be lured into the sea, they could easily deal with them.
He saw the mysterious man on the cloud layer wave his hand.