Chapter 121: Now, Run!
Through the submarine's recon device, Spider-Man stared at the holographic display as a shimmering blue bubble slowly expanded on the screen. The Atlantean warship caught within began to blur, its massive form vanishing into the growing azure light.
Then—boom! The bubble burst in a breathtaking flash of sapphire brilliance, blooming like fireworks at the bottom of the sea. The deep ocean exploded into radiant color, an underwater aurora that revealed coral reefs, shoals of fish, and swaying kelp forests in exquisite detail.
As for the unfortunate Atlantean battleship? It had already been reduced to particles within that stunning blue explosion.
Spider-Man blinked, stunned. "Doom… be honest. How many of those missiles do we have left?"
"Three," Doom replied curtly, his voice as frosty as the ocean around them.
Spider-Man's excitement fizzled instantly. "Wait—only three? Why didn't we bring more of those?!"
"If you keep talking, I'll gladly stuff you into the next missile tube myself," Doom said without looking at him, fingers dancing over the console. "In fact, I already thought of a name for the next one—Spider Missile. Thoughts?"
Spider-Man shut his mouth. He had zero desire to be a human-shaped torpedo.
Meanwhile, in another part of the ocean, Namor furrowed his brow. He was expecting word from the first wave of ships that had been dispatched to eliminate the land-dweller submarine—news of an easy victory to boost morale before the grand march.
But so far, there was nothing.
"Haibo," Namor called, "send more vessels to investigate."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Haibo nodded and quickly dispatched three more warships toward the location of the missing squad.