In the primitive era of human civilization, when tribes first appeared, everyone lived in the wilderness and forests in a scattered manner. At that time, the darkness was terrifying and there were all kinds of ferocious beasts running amok. The world at that time was very dangerous. An ordinary person alone was not enough to fight against those terrifying existences in the wilderness. Only by joining forces could they survive in this dangerous world.
At that time, the leaders of every tribe were the bravest and most intrepid warriors. They gave the people courage and confidence, using their own actions to inspire the weak to become brave warriors. Following the footsteps of humans, they occupied the absolute leadership of the world. The leaders became kings and became the representatives of the city-states.
After the victory against nature, they pointed their weapons at their former brothers. Thus, all kinds of conspiracies and machinations began to appear openly on the battlefield.
Since then, for a king, in addition to bravery, wisdom also became a quality that a leader must possess.
King, King, Head of State, and so on. These titles also became more honorable because of the existence of wisdom.
"Cough cough"
Lying in the ice-cold healing chamber, Te Chaka coughed with difficulty. All the muscles in his body were trembling. This was because the recovery of his body's injuries had led to the reactivation of his consciousness, allowing his mind to recover before his body. This also meant that this guy who was on his last breath was about to wake up.
"Swoosh"
He abruptly opened his eyes and sat up from the healing fluid that had soaked his body. Water splashed everywhere as he gasped for air. It was as if he was fighting against a terrifying opponent in his dream. The moment he woke up, he subconsciously put his fists into a fighting stance.
However, after his breathing stabilized, he discovered that he was in a strange place. Above his head was a deck that shone with a dim light. Below him was a silver healing chamber made of a unique metal. It was very similar to the black technology of Wakanda. However, upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to discover that this healing method might be more advanced.
Te Chaka couldn't help but touch his chest and abdomen with his fingers. There was not a trace of a scratch on his bulging muscles, as if they were new skin. However, he clearly remembered that in the previous duel, his heart and abdomen were pierced by sharp weapons. When he was dying, he was even thrown down a cliff by the usurper. He shouldn't have survived.
"I … I remember seeing Buster …"
The hapless prince stood up from the healing pod. He found a folded robe and a dry towel beside him. He wiped his body and recalled the scene before he fainted.
The moment he fell off the cliff, on the verge of death, he was like a broken doll, losing control of his body. In the end, he fell into the coldest water. He thought he was going to die, but when he struggled to poke his head out of the water for the third time, he suddenly saw the huge black cheetah. There was not a single strand of fur on its body. It was quietly squatting on a rock by the river, looking at him coldly.
He was like a god.
T 'Chaka was certain that it was Bast, the belief of Wakanda that had never changed since ancient times. It was said that during the era of tribal strife in ancient times, it was Bast who led them to unite. He was the guardian of that land!
Te Chaka put on his black robe and walked to the mechanical door with gorgeous relief carvings. The door opened automatically. Te Chaka took a deep breath and strode out. As a prince who had received the highest education since young, he was prepared to face the owner of this place. Buster couldn't possibly live in such a futuristic building. Therefore, the one who saved him must be someone else.
After walking through a long passage, what came into his sight was a big bright platform. A tall guy with red skin and strange runes tattooed all over his body was training a slightly skinny human to fight.
Bang bang bang!
"You're punching like a girl, hit harder!"
"Use all your strength! Is your anger just to scare people? "
"Come at my face! You coward! "
Drax's noisy voice filled Quill's ears. The latter was annoyed. He wore boxing gloves and seized the opportunity to rush forward and punch the Destroyer's cheek, but the latter easily caught him. With a flick of his hand, Quill fell to the ground like noodles.
"A cowardly punch! No threat at all. Stand up! Let's continue! "
The Destroyer roared loudly, then turned his head and saw Te Chaka standing there in his robe. Drax tilted his head and sized him up, then pointed to the passage on the left.
"You! Go there, the Overlord is waiting for you! "
"The Overlord?"
T 'Chaka's expression changed slightly. Although Wakanda had implemented a policy of isolation for nearly a thousand years, it did not mean that they had relaxed their observation of the outside world. In fact, with the technological level that far exceeded the world, the upper echelons of Wakanda were no stranger to what happened outside the world, including the world-shocking battle of Paradise Island. They had also used special monitoring methods to observe the entire process.
Prince Te Chaka knew the meaning of this name, but he stood there hesitating for a moment, then walked toward the passage on the left. It was reasonable for him to at least express his gratitude to his savior.
Ka!
The heavy cabin door opened, and what appeared in front of Prince Te Chaka was a huge operation room. The interior was lined with magnificent decorations, and there were various murals of unknown meanings. A soft light lit up the inner walls of the operation room, and a golden carpet was laid on the spiral staircase, setting off the entire golden cabin as if it was a palace.
Above his head was a golden disc suspended in the middle of the operation room. That should be his destination. Prince Te Chaka quickly walked up. When he stepped on the last step of the spiral staircase, he saw the golden throne behind the platform, as well as the tall demon lords standing on both sides. But what caught his attention more was the giant black panther lying in front of the throne.
Bastet! The guardian spirit of Wakanda was no different from the elegant, god-like creature that he had seen before he died in his memory.
But at this time, this powerful nature demigod was lying on the ground, letting the Scarlet Witch and Catherine heal the wound on its abdomen. The little treant Groot was riding on its back, the vines in his hand piercing into its wound, continuously injecting life force into the heavily injured nature essence.
"Looks like you've recovered well, Prince Te Chaka."
The deep voice woke Prince Te Chaka from his stupor. The latter jerked his head up and saw Saber sitting diagonally on the throne with his left hand supporting his cheek. He was looking at Te Chaka, the future heir of Wakanda, with a scrutinizing gaze.
In all fairness, Te Chaka was a rare handsome man among black people. His body was well-proportioned and tall, and his hair was slightly curled on top of his head. His eyes were bright and piercing, and he had a meticulously groomed beard. He wore a string of metal teeth ornaments around his neck. Te Chaka stood there, facing the infamous Overlord. He was neither servile nor overbearing, and was filled with the unique demeanor of a prince.
However, it was a pity that his demeanor couldn't save his country in the face of Seiber.
"Thank you for your help, Overlord. Even though we have never met before, I also admire the great things and sacrifices you have made."
Te Chaka whispered, "You will be Wakanda's friend forever."
"Friend?"
Saber savored the word, and after a moment, he laughed. "I personally hope to be friends with the mysterious Wakanda, but your father doesn't seem to see it that way. In the past three months, he has successfully created too much trouble for us. I don't need to hide it. I'm here for your stubborn father! I heard he was the strongest warrior in Wakanda, and was even respectfully called the Black Panther? "
"Then you're destined to be disappointed, Overlord."
Te Chaka's face showed a trace of pain and disappointment. He clenched his fist. "My father, the powerful Black Panther Te Chala, passed away seven days ago. He died in the hands of a despicable usurper!"
"Hmm?"
Saber's expression became strange. It seemed that Coulson was right. Wakanda had indeed undergone a drastic change.
"So, your injury was also caused by that usurper?"
Saber stood up from the throne and looked at Te Chaka. "Who is he?"
"His name is Ni Jakada, the son of my father's younger brother who died many years ago. He's my cousin."
Te Chaka's face showed a trace of pain as he whispered.
"He lived in the outside world since he was young. When the world underwent a drastic change, he fled back to Wakanda and revealed his identity. My father accepted him, but half a month ago, when my father decided to pass the throne to me, he stood up against it all and demanded to take back everything that his traitorous father once had. In the end, in a one-on-one duel in the name of revenge, he cruelly killed my father …"
"A normal person killed the Black Panther?"
Seiber was in disbelief. He snapped his fingers, and Coulson's projection appeared beside him. He asked in a deep voice,
"Describe the Black Panther in your eyes again!"
"That guy wore black vibranium armor and fearlessly rushed into our military formation. Whether it was pistols, machine guns, rapid-fire cannons, or even cluster bombs and aerial cannons, witchcraft and curses, powerful magic projectiles, or confinement circles, none of them could make that monster take a step back. The vibranium weapons in his claws could easily tear apart the armor of a main battle tank. When he ran at full speed, he was like a shadow. In the jungle, he was like a real hunter, appearing and disappearing unpredictably."
Coulson concluded.
"This is a monster that mortals can't fight against, Overlord. Even superheroes have a hard time fighting Black Panther head-on on the battlefield. His cunning is like his strength. He's almost an all-pervasive hunter."
After Coulson finished speaking, Saber turned his gaze to Te Chaka again. "Are you sure such a Black Panther can be killed by a normal person in a one-on-one duel?"
"That's because in Wakanda's tradition, when the king faces a qualified challenger, he will be temporarily dispelled of the Black Panther's ability with a special potion, and fight against the challenger with the body of a normal person."
Te Chaka explained. "My father is old. After losing the blessing of the heart-shaped herb, he is no different from an ordinary old man. He refused to let me take his place in the duel. He thought that Jakada had inherited his younger brother, my uncle's courage and spirit of resistance, but in fact, he's a lunatic!"
His Royal Highness shouted angrily.
"My father hesitated after defeating him, but he took this kindness as an opportunity to assassinate my father, and then tried to steal the throne. He brought Wakanda out of our isolated tradition, and your army was pressuring us outside. I couldn't allow him to mess up my country like this!"
"But you failed!"
Saber interrupted Te Chaka's words. This cliché story did not lift his spirits at all. He yawned. "You lost to him. Your anger is useless. And I think you've got one thing wrong, Te Chaka. I'm not a person who upholds justice."
Saber spread his arms.
"Justice and injustice aren't important at all. If someone messes up your plan, use your strength to shut him up. But you don't have the strength! Prince Te Chaka, you're a failure, and so is your father! Your family's grudges are not my concern, and neither is your life or death. The only reason you're standing in front of me now is because I don't want another massacre in this chaotic world! "
Saber emphasized. His thunderous voice rang in Te Chaka's ears.
"But I'll be going to Wakanda soon. You don't have much time left. Whether you and your country live or die depends on your choice."
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