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The overwhelming spiritual power, mixed with immortal divinity, instantly shattered their already crumbling willpower.

Two "seeds of loyalty" took root and sprouted in the deepest part of their souls.

Diana and Hippolyta shuddered violently. The shame, anger, and despair in their eyes receded like the tide, replaced by endless infatuation, fanatical desire, and the most primal and thorough worship of the man before them.

"Owner……"

"My...God..."

The two of them simultaneously let out a dreamlike groan.

Their eyes, when they looked at Su Hui, held no more resistance, only the most humble devotion.

Slowly and willingly, they knelt at Su Hui's feet, shedding their queenly and princess auras, like two most docile female dogs, lowering their noble heads and kissing Su Hui's boots with their lips.

This scene,

It became the final straw that broke the psychological defenses of all the Amazon warriors.

The weapons in their hands slid to the ground one by one, making a series of clanging sounds.

Their king, their god, have submitted.

What should they do next?

That night,

The most magnificent palace on Paradise Island belongs to the Queen.

Su Hui sat imposingly on the throne made of gold and ivory.

Below the palace, the Amazon people knelt in dense crowd.

On either side of his throne, Queen Hippolyta and Princess Diana, who were once high above him, had now removed all their armor and robes, leaving only a few symbolic gold chains on their bodies.

They, the two noblest women of the Amazon, knelt on either side of the throne like the most lowly female slaves, offering their bodies and the newly learned skills to please men to their new master with the most devout and fervent service.

Su Hui enjoyed the service of the mother and daughter, while his gaze swept over the group of Amazonian female warriors below, each with a different build and a heroic bearing. They all had their heads down, their bodies trembling slightly with fear and confusion, yet they dared not utter a sound.

Having conquered Paradise Island, Su Hui had no intention of killing or enslaving them all.

This island will become his most luxurious backyard.

This is a man's paradise!

He casually raised a finger and pointed to an Amazon centurion in the crowd who had the most voluptuous figure and long red hair.

"come here."

The female warrior trembled, and amidst the complex gazes of her companions, she stood up with trembling hands and feet and walked step by step toward the high throne.

Tonight is just the beginning.

In the days that followed, Su Hui became the sole ruler of Paradise Island.

During the day, accompanied by Diana and Hippolyta, he toured his new territory, watching the Amazon warriors train.

At night, he would randomly select a female warrior he fancied and send her to his bedchamber.

From centurions to ordinary soldiers, no one could resist, and no one dared to resist.

Under the combined influence of absolute power and the "seed of loyalty," this secluded kingdom of women transformed into Su Hui's wildest and most unrestrained paradise.

While enjoying himself, Su Hui kept a close eye on the deep sea thousands of meters below through Bruce Wayne.

The struggle for the throne of Atlantis has reached a fever pitch.

It's time.

Go meet that future Aquaman, and while you're at it... steal that hot Aquaman away.

200. Mera, Queen of the Sea [1]

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Time on Paradise Island slipped away quietly amidst bliss and conquest.

During the day, Su Hui would sit on the highest terrace of the temple, overlooking the entire island.

Below, on the vast training ground, thousands of Amazonian female warriors are undergoing rigorous training.

The sounds of swords clashing against shields, the whistling of spears cutting through the air, and their powerful shouts blended into a wild and moving symphony.

They no longer fought to protect Zeus's glory, but to please their only master.

Diana and Hippolyta will accompany Su Hui, one on each side.

The once noble queen and princess have now been reduced to the most devoted female slaves.

They would massage Su Hui's shoulders, peel the sweetest fruit and feed it to his mouth, or use their hands, which once held power and divine artifacts, to offer their master the most meticulous foot massage.

Their eyes no longer held any struggle, only worship of the gods and obsession with being women.

Sometimes, Su Hui would have a sudden urge to have Diana personally fight against the ten strongest female warriors on the island.

This demigod princess no longer uses divine artifacts; she can easily defeat them one by one with only her body, which has been enhanced by Su Hui.

Every punch and kick she threw was a display of violent aesthetics. Her agile figure drew perfect arcs in the sunlight, and sweat soaked her tight leather armor, outlining her breathtaking curves.

When she finished fighting and knelt down in front of Su Hui, panting heavily and waiting for her master's praise, the transformation from the strongest female war goddess to a docile female slave always brought Su Hui a unique sense of satisfaction.

Selena and Pamela made the island their new paradise.

Selena practically rummaged through the Amazon's millennia-old treasure trove, treating those glittering ancient gold artifacts and gems as her new toys, wearing them in different styles every day to show off her alluring, cat-like figure to Su Hui.

Pamela developed a keen interest in the island's various magical plants. She even found a mother plant connected to the "Green Web," extending her power to the entire Paradise Island. Now, every flower and every vine on the island has become her eyes, ears, and weapon.

Nighttime is an endless celebration.

The queen's palace was brightly lit all night long, and the legend of wine pools and meat forests was no longer just a tale.

Su Hui would randomly select the female warriors who looked heroic and valiant during the day.

They might be shy or nervous, but under the master's orders and the "personal instruction" of the queen and princess, they would soon understand how to use their beautiful bodies, honed over thousands of years, to please the man who had conquered them.

While enjoying this paradise on earth, Su Hui did not forget the chess game he had set up.

His thoughts, through Bruce Wayne, a "node of information" spread across the globe, are constantly focused on another world beneath the Earth's surface—Atlantis.

“Master, according to the latest intelligence, Arthur Curry has followed your ‘script’ and traveled to the Trench with Princess Mera, and successfully obtained the legendary ‘Neptune’s Trident’.”

Bruce's telepathic communication, filled with absolute respect, resounded in Su Hui's mind.

"Oh? You got the trident?"

Su Hui was leaning against Hippolyta's soft thighs, letting the former queen feed him a purple grape with her full lips.

He opened his eyes, and a flash of azure light disappeared.

“Yes, Master. With the help of the ‘Ancient Astronomical Chart’ you provided, they bypassed most of the deadly traps. And, when they were besieged by the Trench Clan, a giant prehistoric sea monster named ‘Kalashen’ awoke and recognized Arthur’s right to be king, helping them repel the Trench Clan.”

Bruce's voice was devoid of emotion; he was simply stating the facts.

Su Hui chuckled softly.

That so-called prehistoric sea monster was nothing more than a pet left behind by the King of Atlantis to guard the trident.

If he hadn't used Kara's super hearing as a Kryptonian to send a few "mental suggestions" to that not-so-bright-headed giant, Arthur's half-baked marine communication skills would probably have made him a snack long ago.

"What's going on with Om?"

Su Hui asked.

"King Orm has assembled the main fleet of Atlantis, along with allies from the Fishermen's Kingdom and the Saltwater Kingdom, proclaimed himself 'Lord of the Sea,' and is preparing to hold a formal coronation ceremony in Atlantis and declare war on the land world. He is unaware that Arthur has obtained the Trident and is preparing to return to the kingdom."

"very good."

Su Hui's fingertips gently traced Hippolyta's smooth chin, causing her to tremble with arousal.

"Let's bring the game to its final act. Let's give Arthur a little push on his way back. I want to see a magnificent return of the king, not a messy infighting between brothers."

"Yes, my master."

Bruce's thoughts quietly faded away.

Soon, in the Batcave of Gotham City, a supercomputer began to run at high speed.

Countless commands were transmitted silently through secret satellites and undersea fiber optic cables controlled by the Wayne Group.

While the main fleet of Om was sailing at high speed in the deep sea, the sonar system of its flagship suddenly developed a strange "blind spot," causing them to miss the route that Arthur and Mera were taking in a small submarine.

An elite squad from the Saltwater Nation responsible for perimeter patrols experienced a collective unexplained malfunction in the propulsion systems of their submersibles, forcing them to surface for repairs. This conveniently opened up the only passage for Arthur to return to the main city of Atlantis.

Even when King Orm stood at the highest point of the arena and addressed the people of Atlantis, denouncing his "impure" brother, the giant water screen projection system above the arena was suddenly invaded by a mysterious signal.

The original footage of King Orm's heroic figure was replaced by clips of Arthur's "heroic deeds" in the land world, rescuing fishermen and protecting the marine environment.

These images were, of course, meticulously edited by Bruce using his pervasive intelligence network. (The last part, "你咏想想你空你林在在没呢......," is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly. It's likely a result of OCR errors.)

The people of Atlantis stirred, seeing for the first time another side of this legendary "land bastard".

"Who! Who did this!"

King Orm roared furiously, his handsome face contorted with rage.

Just then, a loud and far-reaching horn sounded, as if from ancient times, resounding throughout the entire Atlantis.

Boom!

The massive arena was forcefully ripped open from below by a tremendous force, seawater flooded in, and a golden light shot into the sky.

Holding the gleaming Trident of Neptune and clad in a classic suit of armor crafted from gold and green scales, Arthur Curry appeared before all the people of Atlantis with an air of supreme dominance, accompanied by his mount—the colossal prehistoric sea monster Karathen.

His wild, unruly long hair fluttered in the seawater, his bronze muscles were full of explosive power, and his eyes were full of the confidence and majesty befitting a king.

“My brother, you have made a mess of my kingdom.”

Arthur's voice, amplified by the power of the trident, resonated clearly in every corner.

"Arthur!"

Orm was both shocked and furious. He stared at the trident in Arthur's hand, a flicker of greed and fear in his eyes. "Impossible! The legendary trident... How could you possibly have it!"

"Because I am the true king!"

Arthur raised his trident high, and the ocean currents around Atlantis responded in unison.

The ultimate showdown to determine the succession to the throne of Atlantis has begun.

Meanwhile, on the distant Paradise Island, Su Hui watched the live underwater broadcast clearly through a "water mirror" woven by Pamela from magical vines.

"Wow, this big guy looks pretty imposing."

Selena lay on Su Hui's back, looking at the muscular man in the water mirror, and licked her lips, "I wonder how it would be in a fight."

"His wife is even better."

Su Hui's gaze fell on the woman next to Arthur, who had long, fiery red hair and wore a tight-fitting green battle suit.

Meira.

Princess of the Kingdom of Zebel, the future Queen of Atlantis.

Her physique is a kind of athletic beauty full of power and wildness.

The tight-fitting battle suit accentuated her exaggerated S-shaped curves, her full breasts seemed about to burst out of the fabric, her slender waist led to her pert and rounded buttocks, and a pair of long and muscular legs.

Her features were striking and captivating, exuding a haughty confidence befitting royalty.

Especially her pair of emerald green eyes, like the purest ocean, captivating anyone who looks into them.

"It is indeed a top-quality item."

Su Hui's lips curled into a playful smile. "Diana, who do you think is more beautiful, her or you?"

Diana, who was kneeling at Su Hui's feet wiping his toes, froze.

She raised her head, glanced at Mera in the water mirror, and then looked at her own current appearance. A complex emotion flashed in her beautiful blue eyes.

There was a time when she was just as proud and radiant.

“Any of the master’s female slaves is more beautiful than her.”

Diana lowered her head and said in an extremely humble tone, "She... is not worthy to be compared to anyone around you."

"Hahaha, well said."

Su Hui laughed with satisfaction, lifting her chin with his toe. "However, she will soon become one of you too."