Yes…" The warriors behind him responded and were about to rush forward—
Just at that moment, a sound of rushing air rang out, and a red figure flew out from the villa's underground parking entrance… That's right, flew out…
Dubhe couldn't help but rub his eyes. He couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. A slender red mechanical battle suit was floating in mid-air, propelled by vector nozzles on its feet.
"Shit, I knew it wouldn't be that simple." Dubhe cursed inwardly and immediately ordered loudly: "Open fire, everyone open fire…"
"Da da da…"
"Da da da…"
The free warriors, upon hearing the order, frantically squeezed the triggers of their automatic weapons, wishing they could empty all the bullets in their magazines onto this unknown mechanical object in an instant… This was their fear of the unknown.
"Clang clang clang…" To their disappointment, all their bullets hit the unknown mechanical creation without causing any damage, not even scratching the paint…
"You guys are really enthusiastic…" Nina didn't care about the bullets hitting her at all. Forget bullets, she wouldn't even care about missiles… After all, her shell was rebuilt with X-metal. "Anna, load combat mode…"
"Combat mode loaded, Miss. Please select module…" Anna faithfully carried out her young lady's orders as always.
"This is the debut of the combat program…" Nina hesitated for a moment, planning to improve the spectacle and add a little difficulty. "Then load [Death Waltz]…"
She knew that her man was watching her, and those two maids were also watching her… She absolutely didn't want to screw up her debut… Actually, she also wanted to show off in front of Xiaobaihe and Rin a little. After all, the two girls had just refused to carry out her orders directly. It would be a lie to say she didn't care at all…
"Death Waltz module loaded…"
"Anna, play some appropriate music, like a Chopin waltz…"
"As you wish, Miss." As Anna's voice faded, Chopin's waltz piano music rang in Nina's ears…
As the piano music began, the vector nozzles of Nina's steel armor began to open and close in an orderly fashion…
With the vector nozzles opening and closing, Nina in her steel armor transformed into an elf at a ball… And her dance partners were these dozen or so weapon-wielding terrorists.
"What the hell is this?" Dubhe felt that this mechanical monster in front of him felt so strange. It was spinning in mid-air, like a… Hmm? How should he put it? Just like a woman dancing a waltz… Could it be that he guessed wrong? This isn't a weapon, but a decorative robot?
Just as Dubhe was thinking that rich people really knew how to play… the scene that unfolded before his eyes made him unable to help but widen his eyes.
He saw that the red mech had turned to the side of one of his subordinates with extreme speed, and grabbed his hand… However, although this action, like finding a dance partner, looked pleasing to the eye, the result was extremely bloody…
The mech made a rotating lead, but her dance partner obviously didn't know what a waltz was, so it was awkward… Accompanying the awkwardness was also bloodshed, because that dance partner who didn't know how to cooperate… was twisted into a pretzel by the mechanical armor in an instant, because his foot was stepped on by Nina… The upper body wanted to spin, but the lower body didn't… The result was self-evident.
A living person being twisted into a pretzel, you can imagine the scene… The picture was too beautiful, even Dubhe, who was used to seeing life and death, felt like throwing up… But this wasn't the end…
The mech then made a rotating walking motion, which is a common move in a waltz, but here it was also full of cruelty, because… the mech's feet were not high-heeled dance shoes, but vector nozzles, how high was the temperature of the vector nozzles? As high as three thousand degrees Celsius… Don't even mention that these guys were only wearing ordinary shoes, even if they were wearing iron shoes, it wouldn't work…
In the blink of an eye—the first tactical team, which ran the fastest and was closest to the villa, ended its journey with one dead and four crippled…
"Devil… you are a devil…" A member of the tactical squad standing next to Dubhe had gone crazy… He unhesitatingly picked up the anti-tank missile in his hand, aimed at the mech, and pressed the launch button…
Whoosh—an anti-tank missile flew towards Nina… But Nina didn't mean to dodge at all. "Boom—"
"Die, devil…" Just as the crowd of freedom fighters thought that this time they could definitely get rid of this strange thing… An unexpected scene happened…
The flames and smoke of the explosion gradually dissipated… and the red mech stood unharmed in place…
"Devil… you are a devil… you are a devil…" The remaining people collapsed… They screamed and desperately ran around…
But this was useless, and they were still caught up by Nina one by one, and killed with elegant and cruel movements…
It wasn't until Nina chased after the last surviving person, Dubhe, that Zhou Ye stopped her.
"Honey, that's enough, we still need him alive. I want to know who their mastermind is…"
However, what Zhou Ye didn't expect was that Nina seemed to have entered some kind of state, completely ignoring Zhou Ye's words, and instead danced the Death Waltz even more happily…
"Anna, I know you can hear me, what's going on?" Zhou Ye asked while dancing with Nina.
"Sir, Miss has fainted… But her combat program is set to not terminate without orders, so…" Anna's voice came from the external loudspeaker of Nina's armor.
"Cut off all power to the armor…" Zhou Ye ordered directly.
"Yes, sir…" You have to know that Zhou Ye, like Nina, had the highest authority over Anna… So, with Nina unconscious, Anna would naturally execute Zhou Ye's orders meticulously.
With a hum of power being cut off, Nina, clad in her steel battle armor, sank directly down, about to fall… Zhou Ye naturally couldn't let his woman fall, so he picked up Nina and flew towards the underground laboratory. As for that fleeing Dubai? Zhou Ye wasn't worried at all. It wouldn't be long before Xiaobaihe would bring him back.
Chapter 640
I don't know how long it had been…
Nina slowly opened her eyes… The first thing that flashed into her mind upon waking up was the scene of her, aided by the combat program, abusing those who had invaded her private residence. The shrill screams, the human pretzels with exposed bones… the medium-rare human feet, all appeared in her mind one by one.
"Ah — — — —" She couldn't help but scream. No matter what, Nina was just an ordinary otaku. When such scenes, which only appeared on TV and in movies, were realistically replayed in front of her, how could she not be afraid? Or rather, not many girls could calmly accept such scenes, except for perverts…
"Baby… I'm here, don't be afraid…" Zhou Ye used a gentle voice and a tight embrace to gradually calm Nina down…
"Darling… Am… am I a very cruel person?" Nina curled up in Zhou Ye's arms. Only in this way could she feel at ease. She asked somewhat helplessly… "Am I a bad woman… to actually write such a cruel program…"
"Baby… it's not your fault." Zhou Ye lovingly held the girl who was facing killing for the first time. He knew that Nina was, after all, facing killing for the first time… The Hulk incident didn't count, after all, Nina was just a ranged attacker that time, and by the time she landed, the Hulk had almost recovered… It didn't give Nina a very cruel feeling at all.
But this time was different. Nina was facing killing for the first time in her life… How could she not feel uncomfortable? Watching a person being twisted into a pretzel in front of her… and the others being roasted into medium-rare steaks, this kind of visual impact made her whole person fall into self-doubt and self-denial…
Zhou Ye knew that if he couldn't properly enlighten Nina, this silly girl would be finished. Not to mention fighting people in mechanical armor, her will would continue to decline, and it would even affect her work and life.
"Nina, baby… You only saw yourself hurting others, but do you really know who those people you killed were?" Zhou Ye asked earnestly, holding Nina.
"I… I don't know…" Nina really didn't know who those people were. She only knew that these people were illegally invading her private territory. According to the current laws of the United States, private property is sacred and inviolable. Even if she killed them, there wouldn't be a single problem. But knowing is one thing, doing is another… Nina still couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart.
"Nina, baby, during the time you were unconscious, I found some very interesting things. Do you want to see them?" Zhou Ye asked with a smile.
"Mm…" Nina nodded obediently.
"Anna, play all the information I collected…" Zhou Ye said, holding Nina.
"Okay, sir…" Following Anna's response, certain clips began to play on the TV wall in front of Nina and Zhou Ye…
Clip 1: A guy wearing a black hood is standing in front of three kneeling Europeans. He seems to be saying something in Persian… Soon, his speech is over, and then he picks up a Nepalese Kukri and directly cuts the necks of the three Europeans… Blood spurts out like a high-pressure water gun…
Clip 2: A group of guys wearing desert camouflage are attacking a village. After they enter the village, they force the local male villagers to join their ranks… Resisters are all killed.
Clip 3: … … … …
"These people… are too cruel…" Nina couldn't bear to watch anymore. For her, who grew up in a peaceful country, the number of deaths and injuries of those refugees was just a number in news reports… This kind of direct confrontation with death was really rare.
"These people you think are very cruel are the very guys you just wiped out…" Zhou Ye hugged Nina tightly and said in a low voice: "They call themselves [Freedom Fighters]… but countries around the world prefer to call them terrorists… The freedom and democracy in their mouths are forged with the blood of civilians… Calling those people warriors is an insult to the word warrior. At best, they are just some thugs… In my hometown, there is an old saying: Punishing evil is promoting good… So, dear, you don't need to feel guilty for killing a few scumbags… It's completely unnecessary."
"But…" Nina knew that she didn't feel sad at all for the few scumbags who died in her hands, but… that feeling of directly facing a bloody scene still made her feel uneasy.
"Nina, baby…" Zhou Ye cupped Nina's cheeks, interrupting her words…
"You have to know that those ill-intentioned guys wanted to kidnap you. Imagine, if you really fell into their hands without any resistance, what would await you…? So, you don't need to feel uneasy at all for killing a few bad guys…"
I know, darling…" Nina let out a long breath, as if trying to expel all the negative emotions in her heart. After taking a few deep breaths, Nina looked straight at her man and whispered, "Darling… I need help…"
"How do you want me to help you? You know I will never refuse you…" Zhou Ye pressed his forehead against Nina's, and asked softly. He knew that this was a hurdle for Nina. If she got over it, the sky would be the limit, but if she didn't… Nina might be very resistant to weapons in the future. This was a result that Zhou Ye absolutely didn't want to see…
"Fuck me… darling… fuck me hard… just like the night we said goodbye to our parents…" Nina said, and blocked his lips with her own… She now needed some stimulating activities to forget those bloody scenes.
Regarding this request, Zhou Ye naturally didn't decline… A great battle thus began…
Meanwhile, in Manhattan, New York — — — —
Obadiah Stane was in his luxury apartment, waiting for good news from Dubai. He didn't think that a shut-in girl who stayed at home all day could resist a group of fully armed terrorists. In his opinion, this was a sure thing…
However, the phone he placed on the coffee table, waiting for contact, never rang… The sky outside the window was gradually darkening.
"That guy Dubai, could it be that he wants to ditch me and do it himself…" Obadiah Stane muttered to himself, a sinister look on his face. "If that's the case, I'll let those guys know…"
Obadiah Stane naturally wouldn't only arrange Dubai as a single line of contact. In fact, he also hired a group of desperadoes, waiting for Dubai to succeed, then he would kill them all to silence them… Then, he would enjoy Nina's ransom alone.
Just as he was about to dial the phone number of another group of people, asking them to send someone to check the situation… A black shadow suddenly gathered behind him, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a slender black figure. "My master asked me to say hello to you, Mr. Obadiah Stane, you shouldn't have targeted Miss Nina… Farewell."
As the voice fell, the black shadow's right hand swept across Obadiah Stane's neck, so fast that he couldn't react at all.
"Cough… huh…" Obadiah Stane's eyes widened in anger, his hands tightly covering his neck, as if trying to block the severed trachea… But, all his dying struggles were in vain…
Obadiah Stane desperately kicked his legs… After his trachea was cut, the blood gushing out of his neck blocked his trachea, causing his body to rapidly lack oxygen… This way of dying was the most painful…
The black shadow behind Obadiah Stane just watched him die from lack of oxygen… Until he stopped struggling, confirming his death, the black shadow turned into a cloud of black mist again and disappeared into Obadiah Stane's luxury apartment, without leaving a trace.
This will become a headless case, a locked-room murder without any traces… It will definitely give the New York police a headache to death, but what does this have to do with Zhou Ye? He doesn't care if the police have a headache or not…
Chapter 641
Just as Zhou Ye was busy comforting his goddaughter Nina, and also had to rush back to the Death World from time to time to comfort Hela, who was a little emotional because of her approaching delivery date… A huge international storm, initiated by Hydra, was slowly brewing.
Sudan — — — — Located in northeastern Africa, on the Red Sea coast, at the eastern end of the Sahara Desert, it is the third largest country in Africa.
On the long coastline of this barren country, in an unknown port, more than a dozen 10,000-ton freighters are moored outside the port. In the deep-sea area not far away, it is clear that the mooring terminal of this small port is fundamentally unable to carry these 10,000-ton freighters.
Therefore, many small freighters, like diligent worker ants, are constantly shuttling back and forth between the freighters and the dock, carrying various sealed containers.
In this port, you can't see the black uncles that are common in Africa. All the busy people are non-black, which is extremely rare in Sudan…
On the container yard of the dock, large container trucks occasionally load the containers temporarily parked on the yard and transport them elsewhere.
Next to the container terminal, in an office at the top of a five-story office building, a group of differently dressed, charming young women are fiercely discussing something…
And surrounded by them is a woman with golden, big, wavy, long hair and a beautiful face. Beside her, there is also a blonde girl. Judging from her appearance, she is seventy to eighty percent similar to the young woman sitting in the middle. It is Ophelia and her good daughter, Angel.
"I will never accept failure in this operation…" Ophelia said, looking around at the sisters around her, and said: "Because, this is not only about our dear Infinity Stone collection plan, but also… It is also about whether we will be able to give birth to children for our dear in the future, so, I absolutely do not allow failure… Sisters, do you understand what I mean?"
"Don't worry…" As the number two figure in the sister group, White Queen Emma was the first to express her position: "I am already ready. Fifteen seconds before the operation starts, I will be responsible for paralyzing all radar base stations and satellite communication systems on Earth."
Of course, Emma cannot interfere with radar base stations and satellite communications, but don't forget that her mental power, under the action of the brainwave amplifier, can easily control all human beings on the earth. Radar base stations and satellite communications,
After all, it is still inseparable from human manipulation, so she is so confident.
"That so-called guardian of Wakanda, Black Panther, will be handed over to me…" Jean Grey also said with a smile. As the highest combat power in the sister group, she volunteered…
With the lead of the two women, the other girls also expressed their opinions one after another. On this matter, they unconditionally support their eldest sister's approach. After all, this is also considered to be seeking benefits for themselves.
For a time, the house was full of excitement… Ophelia was very satisfied with her sisters' support for her. In her opinion, with the combat support of the Hydra troops, coupled with the help of her sisters, taking Wakanda is basically a sure thing.
At this moment, Ophelia found that her daughter Angel, who used to like to be lively the most, was staring blankly at the front, her eyes seemed unfocused, not knowing what she was thinking…
"What's wrong? Angel, baby, what are you worried about?" Ophelia said, putting her daughter, who was leaning against her, into her arms and whispering.
"No, Mom…" Angel said as if waking from a dream, "I was actually thinking, should I get Dad a few little pets?"
"Little pets??" Ophelia asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Of course…" Angel said with a serious face, "Mom, you see, Wakanda's specialty is the Black Panther, right? And the Black Panther counts as a pet, right… I was wondering if I should bring Dad a few Wakandan specialty pets?"
"Heh heh… Not a bad idea." Ophelia laughed. It seemed her daughter really had her style, never forgetting to bring some local specialties back for her man.
"Moreover, I think something like the Black Panther wouldn't even need Gray Mom to take action. I can lead the Viper special forces into the palace and directly launch a decapitation strike… I don't think that Black Panther, who's just showing off with his equipment, can break through my spatial barriers." Angel said, "Gray Mom can just help me hold the line…"
"Okay… Little Angel, I'll just help you hold the line when the time comes…" Jean Grey was also very fond of Angel. After all, she had watched Angel grow up, and she felt that Angel's abilities were enough to deal with the Black Panther.
The women didn't take the Black Panther seriously at all. To them… there wasn't an organization in the world that they could take seriously. After all, not to mention the out-of-spec Jean Grey, even Emma, who used the Cerebro, could silently kill all the humans on the planet in an instant… Did they need to care about a tiny Wakanda?
Especially this time, Ophelia, for the sake of stability, mobilized the clone army from Hydra's secret military bases around the world, totaling two full divisions… Dozens of 10,000-ton freighters outside the dock were specifically used to transport the army's supplies and equipment.
Ophelia couldn't think of any reason for her to fail. As for the issue of withdrawal after the occupation? She said she had never thought about withdrawing after the occupation… Once taken, it would naturally be hers.
As a closed country, Wakanda was really too suitable to be Hydra's headquarters… Uh? What about those black uncles? Ophelia said that the mines in the Umbrella's Void Land needed strong laborers, and these people were the best candidates for labor, weren't they?
"Alright, sisters, it's time for you to get busy…" Ophelia clapped her hands, attracting the attention of a group of sisters, and said, "It's too early to discuss things after the victory. What we need to do now is to complete the pre-war preparations… Don't be careless and cause accidents… I think you don't want to end up unable to clean up the mess and have to rescue your dear one, right?"
"Okay, Sister." The women responded in unison and got up to leave the office… They each had their own things to do. For example, Copycat Kitty was responsible for logistics, while White Queen Emma was responsible for intelligence… Jean Grey was responsible for overall coordination, and Storm was Jean's secretary.
In the depths of the desert, about a hundred kilometers from the port, a simple military airfield had been completed. Under the desert camouflage tents, there were somewhat sci-fi-looking fighters parked. If you looked closely, the appearance of these fighters was somewhat similar to the Kun-class space shuttles produced by the Umbrella Corporation… That's right, these were the improved Kun-style high-speed fighters.
For the Umbrella Corporation, which had already entered the space age, these things were somewhat outdated, but for the current countries of the world, this type of fighter had completely surpassed their existing fighters.
Of course, Ophelia didn't get these fighters without paying a price… It's just that she also liked that kind of price.
With the help of the three-dimensional imaging cloaking device, this Hydra forward base was slowly expanding in scale. Rows of barracks rose from the ground, and various vehicles were constantly driving towards here…
War was imminent…
Chapter 642
One Month Later ————
Wakanda's capital — Birnin Zana, which translates to City of Gold. This is a city built in a huge meteorite crater. Here, lakes are everywhere… Green trees provide shade, and high-tech buildings are perfectly integrated with nature, presenting an unusual aesthetic.
In the middle of the City of Gold, there is a very conspicuous building. It is the tallest building in the city. At the entrance of this building, there are two five-meter-high Black Panther statues. A dozen fully armed Wakandans are vigilantly watching their surroundings with weapons in hand. They have to be careful, because this is where the protection device [The Sky Screen] for the entire Wakanda is located.
[The Sky Screen] device is the first line of defense to protect the entire Wakanda
Kingdom. It consists of three layers in total. The first layer is the projection device, the second layer is the protection device, and the third layer is the protection field…
This device, which covers the sky above the Kingdom of Wakanda, protects this secret kingdom from ever being understood by the world. What is circulating outside is only some legends about the City of Gold…
Just as the guards were faithfully performing their duties, vigilantly staring at the passing crowd, a red figure appeared in front of them. "Dora Milaje? What are you doing here?"
"I am ordered to inspect the Sky Screen device…" The red figure was a woman wearing red armor. She was wearing the uniform of a Dora Milaje captain. Facing the guard's questioning, she directly raised a panther head ring representing the king's authority.
The Dora Milaje is the name of the king's personal guard, which is made up of women selected from the various tribes in the Kingdom of Wakanda. Moreover, according to convention, the king's queen and concubines are also selected from the Dora Milaje, which is one of the reasons why the Black Panther clan has always firmly controlled the power of the Kingdom of Wakanda…
"Please come in…" The guard checked the ring and confirmed that there were no problems, and directly let her pass.
"Thank you." The woman nodded and walked straight into the tallest building in Wakanda.
She walked calmly through the hall, completely ignoring the ubiquitous surveillance equipment, just like the other members of the personal guard who regularly came to inspect the Sky Screen device under orders. She headed towards the elevator in the hall that led directly underground.
No one could detect the nano-scale mechanical bombs she dropped as she swung her arms while walking... These tiny bombs, as small as dust particles, couldn't be detected by the surveillance equipment.
As she moved, the entire Sky Screen Building was soon covered with nano-bombs, and the main engine of the Sky Screen device underground received special attention... It was covered with three times as many nano-bombs as other places.
After completing her routine inspection and leaving the Sky Screen Building, she even chatted with the guards for a while with great interest... Throughout the entire process, she didn't show any abnormality, and neither the guards behind the surveillance equipment nor the guards at the entrance noticed anything unusual.
"Then goodbye..." While bidding farewell to the guards, the woman left the Sky Screen Building. The guards behind her were still lamenting that such a black pearl had been sent to the King's Guard, which was a pity.
Walking in the crowd on the street, the woman's status made the people around her avoid her, because class exists in any country, including this hidden kingdom of Wakanda...
The woman didn't care, and walked straight towards the palace, fully demonstrating the pride and indifference of the Kingdom Guard...
When she was about to reach the gate of the palace and could see the huge black panther statue lying on the ground from a distance, a strange smile appeared on the woman's face, "The time... is just right."
As the woman muttered to herself, she pressed the detonation button in her hand...
"Boom — — — — — —"
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
Continuous explosions sounded, and the Sky Screen Building, the protective shield device that had sheltered Wakanda for hundreds of years, completely collapsed... The entire street was filled with people running and screaming for help and guards desperately running towards the Sky Screen device...
"The war has begun..." The woman smiled slightly and walked calmly towards the palace, she still had other tasks... This woman was Chameleon, the Hydra ace spy who had repeatedly changed her identity and finally infiltrated the Wakanda Palace.
"Don't panic... This is just an accident..." A spaceship with a sci-fi look was in the air, shouting to the crowd on the street, trying to appease the panicked crowd and avoid secondary damage. "This is just an accident, please leave here in an orderly manner..."
"Oh... what is that..." A guy in the crowd suddenly noticed that countless black dots were flying quickly from the distant horizon. As time went by, they finally recognized... that those were not black dots, but — — — — fighter jets.
"God..." The guard in the spaceship also noticed the menacing fighter jets... He hurriedly pressed the emergency button... Soon, a piercing alarm sounded throughout the Golden City.
Although the alarm had already sounded, the Wakanda people, who had not experienced any war for thousands of years, did not know how to react. More of them were like headless flies, running around...
"God... where is our guardian, the Black Panther?"
"Black Panther... please appear..."
"Defeat these invaders... Black Panther, where are you?"
The helpless Wakanda people were frantically praying for the appearance of the kingdom's guardian, the Black Panther, but it was useless. It didn't work.
And those Hydra fighter jets rushing over would not show mercy. They destroyed the military facilities marked on the map by [Chameleon] as soon as possible... One person protecting a country? That's ridiculous...
The sound of explosions — the sound of screams — the sound of Wakanda's flying machines crashing to the ground after being shot down, these sounds formed a scene like the end of the world.
Perhaps for the Wakanda people who had not experienced the baptism of war for a long time, this was the end of the world...
And the patron saint they prayed for, the Black Panther... had never appeared, because he was also a little overwhelmed at the moment.
Chapter 643
Wakanda Palace —
The current King of Wakanda, the chieftain of the Black Panther clan, T'Chaka, who was chatting with his queen, immediately ordered his personal female guard to go outside to see what was going on when he heard the explosion outside.
"Your Majesty..." Just as T'Chaka was anxiously waiting, a slender figure wearing red armor walked in. It was Okoye, the captain of his personal guard, whom he was very optimistic about, and one of the best partners for his son T'Challa in the future.
"Okoye, what happened outside?" King T'Chaka asked anxiously when he saw Okoye walking in.
"The [Sky Screen] device had an accidental explosion... and countless invaders are invading Birnin Zana..." Okoye's words made the old King T'Chaka unable to sit still.
"Immediately come with me on the spaceship..." T'Chaka said and stood up. He was very glad that he had left the Black Panther suit in Wakanda according to the ancestral system, instead of letting his son, who was studying in the UK, take the suit away. Although he was a little old, for the previous generation of Black Panther who had taken the heart-shaped herb, he could still put on the Black Panther suit and protect his country...
"I'm really sorry... Your Majesty, I'm afraid you can't go anywhere..." Okoye didn't follow behind King T'Chaka like the other female guards, but turned around and stood in front of T'Chaka.
"Okoye, are you rebelling?" A loyal female guard, without waiting for King T'Chaka to speak, directly raised her weapon and stood in front of him, questioning without hesitation.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, Your Majesty…" Okoye said with a smile while pressing the space positioning system in her hand. "Although it may sound rude, I still have to say… Your Majesty, your Royal Guard is really too trash, and…"
"Bold… Okoye…" The female guard standing in front of T'Chaka angrily wanted to rush up and teach this arrogant fellow a lesson. In fact, she had long disliked Okoye.
However, her actions were stopped by King T'Chaka behind her.
T'Chaka stopped the impulsive female guard in front of him with one hand, staring at Okoye with a glint in his eyes and asked: "Who are you? You are not Okoye… Where is the real Okoye?"
Although he really wanted to rush out to rescue his people now, he knew that even if he joined in the situation of the army entering the country, the role he could play would be extremely limited. Moreover, he believed that his subordinates would make the most suitable response. On the contrary, this woman exposed in front of him gave him a feeling that uncovering the cause and effect depended on her, so he stopped his steps.
"As expected of the King of Wakanda…" Okoye smiled, a very sweet smile. "Hydra Special Agent Termilian greets you… As for the real Okoye? She has disappeared from this world…"
As the voice fell, Okoye, oh no, now it should be said that it was Termilian. It could be seen that under her skin, it was as if countless mice were constantly burrowing. With bursts of bone friction, Termilian transformed into a beautiful woman with black hair and blue eyes, about 1.8 meters tall. This was her true form. Anyway, in her opinion, this group of guys was dead, so there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Hydra…? Nazi…?" T'Chaka couldn't help but stare when he heard Termilian's words. Although Wakanda had always been in a state of seclusion, it didn't mean that he didn't know the outside world's information… Although Hydra had been dormant all these years, T'Chaka, as the king, had heard his father mention the name of this organization, which was very active globally during World War II.
"nonono… Nazis are Nazis, Hydra is Hydra… These are two completely different concepts. Please don't lump us with those idiots." Termilian said dissatisfied: "In our opinion, their behavior is like fools."
"So, the army that is currently invading Wakanda is also your Hydra's forces?" T'Chaka said, while secretly putting his right hand behind his back, making a secret gesture to his personal female guard…
"That's right…" Termilian turned a blind eye to the little actions of Wakanda's old King T'Chaka. She just raised her wrist and looked at the time. A satisfied smile appeared on her pretty face: "Time—just right."
"Not good…" T'Chaka's eyes widened when he heard Termilian's words. He felt like he had been tricked. But… it was too late. "Charge up and kill her…"
"Too late…" Behind Termilian, the entire space became bizarre and grotesque, and everything in the space seemed to be distorted… As this distortion intensified… the light and shadow changed for a while, and a group of figures wearing black combat uniforms suddenly appeared behind Termilian.
"Hail Hydra." Seeing the blonde beauty behind her, Termilian raised her hands without hesitation and saluted Hydra's little princess.
"Hail Hydra." Angel smiled and returned the salute. Behind her were the warriors of the Viper Squad.
The space positioning device that Termilian pressed just now was for positioning and navigation for her own little princess to perform space teleportation. It just took time to locate, and she had to stop T'Chaka… So she had to take a risk and chat with T'Chaka there for a while to delay the time. Obviously, she succeeded.
"Is this the contemporary Black Panther? Why is he so old?" Angel looked at T'Chaka in front of her and complained.
"Miss, this King T'Chaka is the previous generation of Black Panther. The title of this generation of Black Panther has been passed on to his son, T'Challa…" Termilian explained in a low voice. "It's just that T'Challa is currently studying in England… so…"
"Whatever…" Angel waved her hand and said indifferently: "Termilian, share the information you have collected about the Kingdom of Wakanda with the Viper Squad… and tell me about Shuri, you know, I have agreed to bring a pet back to my father."
"Don't even think about it…" T'Chaka's eyes widened in anger as he listened to the conversation between the two. He didn't expect why this strangely appearing girl didn't treat his people as human beings at all in her words… Even, in her words, she wanted to give his daughter to her father as a pet. How could he bear it?
With a roar, T'Chaka rushed towards Angel with his personal female guard.
"Overestimate yourself." Angel glanced at this group of black ghosts and waved her little hand…
In an instant—T'Chaka found that the space he was in was constantly expanding… No, not expanding, but being infinitely stretched… The distance between him and Angel and others was getting farther and farther…
Chapter 644
Shuri is T'Chaka's only daughter, and the half-sibling of the current Black Panther, T'Challa.
In fact, her brother T'Challa had been secretly training her, hoping that when he left Wakanda, someone could help his aging father to deal with the changes that might occur in Wakanda.
But now, in Shuri's opinion, the time had come…
Upon hearing the series of explosions outside the palace, Shuri, who was practicing combat skills in her private training ground, abandoned the female guard sparring with her and rushed towards her laboratory.
Shuri was not only a warrior but also a scientist, which was not uncommon in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, as if every superhero was bound to possess a superior intellect… and the future Black Panther, Shuri, was no exception.
"Princess…" As Shuri rushed into her laboratory, a close female guard quickly approached her side, her face filled with anxiety as she rapidly said, "Your Highness… an unknown force is invading our Kingdom of Wakanda…"
"How is my father? Has my brother been notified?" Shuri asked while continuing to walk towards her laboratory, as her Black Panther suit was stored there.
"We have lost contact with His Majesty the King… Moreover, the situation outside is not good… Our troops are being systematically eliminated…" The female guard's words made Shuri pause, "And our external communications have been cut off; all messages cannot be sent out…"
However, the female guard did not hesitate and said directly, "I suggest Your Highness leave Wakanda now and go to Europe to find your brother, Prince T'Challa…"
"No…" Shuri slightly tilted her head, looked at the anxious female guard, and said calmly, "As the daughter of the King, as a member of the Black Panther clan that eternally guards the Kingdom of Wakanda, I cannot leave Wakanda at this time, nor can I abandon those subjects wailing in the flames of war and leave Wakanda alone…"
"Your Highness… it is meaningless for you to do this…" Shuri's personal female guard was so anxious that she was almost running around in circles. This time, Wakanda was not facing those small African countries wielding swords and bows, or the European colonists who came to Africa for gold during World War I with muzzle-loading guns, but a group of invaders whose technological power was not at all inferior to the Kingdom of Wakanda.
In fact, in recent years, the Kingdom of Wakanda had already discovered that, with the rapid development of technology in the outside world and the process of globalization, their so-called technological advantage was becoming less and less worthy of mention… After all, a country's technological level relies on the promotion of basic education for all citizens, but… in Wakanda, a country with a high degree of integration of tradition and technology, universal education was simply nonexistent.
They still retained the oldest clan system, retained the elder system… For those clan rulers, what they cared about was not the great development of technology, but how to effectively protect the rights in their hands. Knowledge monopoly was undoubtedly the cheapest and most effective means.
The already small territory, coupled with the clan's monopoly of knowledge over the common people, even if a few geniuses were occasionally born, it would not help the technological advancement of the entire country…
Facing a group of invaders whose technological means were not inferior to their own, one or two guardian Black Panthers were completely a joke… But why couldn't Her Highness the Princess understand this?
"Don't say anymore… Nakia," Shuri interrupted her personal female guard, "I will never abandon my subjects and flee alone at the moment of life and death for my motherland…"
"Clap—clap—clap." A burst of applause sounded, and Shuri vigilantly looked towards the location where the sound came from. "Who is it? Come out…"
"Not bad, not bad…" As Shuri's voice fell, a sweet and beautiful female voice sounded. "What a patriotic princess… Ah—would you agree, Temirian?"
"Hehe… Sorry, Miss… In my opinion, this is just a child's willfulness…" Another female voice sounded. "Knowing that you cannot defeat the enemy, instead of preserving your useful body to plan for revenge, you wave your claws at the enemy in a seemingly incredibly chuuni manner, which looks very heroic, but is of no help. In my opinion, this is the most foolish thing…"
Following the two voices, one asking and one answering, Shuri saw two incomparably strange figures…
Calling them strange was not because the two looked strange, but because their way of moving was a bit strange. It was the kind of strangeness where the distance of each step they took was very short, but when their foot landed, they found that these two small steps had crossed a distance of ten meters. This sense of strangeness made Shuri uneasily clench her fists…
And Nakia, the female guard behind her, turned around without hesitation and stood in front of her princess, "Princess, you go quickly, I will block these two invaders…"
Why could she tell at a glance that the two were invaders? Wasn't it obvious? The entire Kingdom of Wakanda was a country of black people, and there could not be any white people… And whether it was Angel or Temirian, both of them had European faces… In this sensitive period, what else could they be if they weren't invaders?
"Blackie, let me play with you… You are not worthy of our Miss taking action." Temirian said, directly meeting her… Her pink fist unceremoniously smashed towards Nakia's head. Although she was just a trump card spy, her combat level was not low at all. Otherwise, she would not have killed Okoye, the captain of the King's female guard, and devoured her, replacing her.
"…You…who exactly are you people? You…what do you want??" Shuri asked, while staring at Angel with her eyes, concentrating on tensing all the muscles in her body, ready to respond to the enemy's attack at any time… But she wasn't doing nothing, at least her feet were secretly rubbing towards the device fifteen meters away that was loading the Black Panther suit…
"…We? Hehe, we are the great Hydra…" Angel looked at the little black girl in front of her with interest, not caring at all. To her, the black girl wearing the Black Panther suit was no different from the black girl not wearing the Black Panther suit. She didn't mind tearing apart her reliance in this little black girl's strongest state, letting her know… how ridiculous her so-called reliance was in the face of absolute power.
"Hmm—as for the purpose?" Angel supported her pink cheek with her hand, looking very embarrassed, "Actually, my mothers' idea is just to want your soul ancestral land… because that is the Soul Stone among the Infinity Stones, and me? I just want to catch you back to be my father's pet, so little blackie, don't resist anymore, obediently come back with me and be a well-behaved pet for my father, how about that?"
"You…you…you are dreaming." Shuri was so angry at Angel's words that her whole body trembled… Plotting against her country's soul ancestral land… and wanting to catch her to be a pet? What an insult… As the only princess of the Kingdom of Wakanda, how could Shuri stand this?
Chapter 645
"Your movements are so slow…" Looking at Shuri, who looked indignant and didn't forget to secretly approach her battle suit, Angel sighed boredly, "You quickly put on your Black Panther battle suit and let me see if you, this pet, are qualified… I'm getting impatient waiting…"
"I will let you know the power of the Black Panther guardians passed down through the generations of the Kingdom of Wakanda." Now that her actions had been exposed, and the other party looked like they wouldn't stop her, Shuri naturally rushed to the Black Panther battle suit without hesitation and pressed a button on the operating table next to the circular vacuum container…
The circular transparent container containing the Black Panther battle suit rose upwards with a burst of opening sound. Shuri's small hand pressed on the golden ornament between the collar of the Black Panther battle suit without hesitation… With a slight rustling sound, the entire Black Panther battle suit seemed to come alive, directly following Shuri's hand and wrapping around her entire body…
In an instant—a slender female Black Panther appeared in front of Angel.
"Tsk tsk… I can't tell… your figure is really good." Angel didn't look nervous at all. In the end, to Angel, Shuri wearing the Black Panther battle suit was just a slightly stronger ant.
She sized up Shuri, who was wearing the Black Panther suit. Well… she couldn't tell when Shuri was wearing clothes, but once she put on the skintight Black Panther suit, her figure was undoubtedly revealed. Her breasts were at least a D cup, and that perky butt should also be within her own father's hunting range… However, her skin color was a drawback. Her father didn't seem to like black girls very much, but if it was just as a pet, it shouldn't matter.
"Pay the price for your arrogance… intruder." After putting on the Black Panther suit, Shuri felt a surge of confidence… She had the illusion that she could easily defeat the beautiful girl who was insulting her personality with just a little effort.
As her voice fell, Shuri pounced on Angel like a lithe panther…
"Well… not bad, not bad. Just like Mom said, when giving a gift, you still have to train it well before giving it away. Although the maids are more skilled, it's still more fulfilling to do it yourself…" Angel muttered words that made Shuri even angrier while lightly waving her hand.
"This… what's going on?" Shuri felt as if she was being rejected by the entire space, unable to move at all, not even able to lift her eyelids…
"Space, a very general but infinitely branching power." Angel smiled and circled around Shuri, even testing the elasticity of Shuri's perky butt like a hooligan. "People's understanding of space is extremely limited, but I have to say… space power is indeed a very powerful force… Just like you, if you can't break the shackles of space, you can't escape my control. How is it? Surprised? Happy?"
How strong is the Black Panther's power? According to official records, she can lift objects weighing more than fifteen tons, and can reach a speed of Mach 1… She has intelligence and endurance beyond ordinary people… However, these things are futile in the face of space power.
Can your strength shatter the space barrier? No… Then you can only be bullied by Angel at will.
"Your helmet is really troublesome…" Angel said, taking off Shuri's Black Panther helmet… revealing Shuri's face… At this moment, Shuri's face was full of disbelief. She desperately moved her throat, wanting to speak, but she couldn't open her mouth because she was bound by the space barrier.
"Now, do you want to submit?" Angel said, slightly raising her finger. Immediately, the space barrier binding Shuri's head loosened slightly, at least allowing her to speak.
"…Release Nakia… You want me, I'll go with you…" Shuri's words stunned Angel. Then she turned her head and saw that Temiliane had already subdued Shuri's female guard… making her lie on the ground, unable to move.
"You really are a kind princess…" Angel smiled slightly and teased, "But why should I listen to you? You are my prisoner now. I can do whatever I want to you… What kind of resistance can you put up? I'm looking forward to it."
If the anger in Shuri's eyes could kill, Angel would probably have been burned to ashes long ago… But, obviously, anger can't kill… All she can do is threaten Angel with her life. "The Black Panther suit
has a self-destruct program inside… If you don't agree to my request, I will…"
"No, no… you won't." Angel smiled, a sweet smile… But this sweet smile, in Shuri's eyes, was like the smile of a devil. "Look… who is this?"
Shuri was stunned by the scene in front of her. She saw Angel, like a little devil, turn her wrist, and a circular space cage appeared in her hand. In that space cage, Shuri saw a group of familiar figures, and two of them made her tremble… "Father… Mother…"
"Yes, yes, that's the expression…" Angel smiled, put her arm around Shuri's shoulder, and whispered in Shuri's ear: "Guess, if you commit suicide, what will I do to your parents? Your father may be old… but your mother is still young and has good fertility. Anyway, I just want a noble, purebred pet… I don't care how this pet is obtained, for example… let your mother have another one? Although the waiting time will be a little longer, when your so-called half-sibling is trained from childhood, the effect will definitely be better than you… What do you think?"
"You demon… devil…" Shuri trembled all over. She felt as if she was standing naked in the ice and snow, her body and mind were icy cold…
"Actually, I am very grateful for your foreign policy, no contact, no opening up, no understanding… Such a secret kingdom is such a good target." Angel smiled even more happily. "If you were a country with international influence, then maybe we Hydra would have to consider international public opinion a little when we attacked… But obviously you are not, and many people can't even say the name of your country clearly, they just vaguely know that there is such a country… Look, what a good target…"
"…" In Shuri's heart, there was an unspeakable feeling, hatred, regret… or both, hating Wakanda's isolation in the past, regretting Wakanda's arrogance…
"Now, tell me, your choice…" Angel said, gently lifting Shuri's chin and asking with a smile: "Do you choose to sacrifice yourself and save your parents? Or choose to resist to the end… and let me torment your mother? Speaking of noble blood… well, I think although your father is old, your half-brother is still there… In that case, maybe he can be successfully matched with your mother? When the time comes, will you call her niece? Or call her sister? It's fun to think about…"
"I promise you… I promise you… Wuwuwu…" The last string in Shuri's mind was completely broken by Angel's words… She could see that Angel could really do this kind of thing.
"That's a good girl…" Angel smiled, directly using the space cage to Install Shuri and put it in her bracelet… You say guilt? Don't be ridiculous, okay? Angel inherited her mother's character and never regarded black ghosts as human beings… Would you feel guilty for forcing a white mouse to do something? Obviously not…
In Angel's heart, the status of black ghosts is equivalent to that of laboratory white mice…
Chapter 646
Just as Hydra's invasion of the secret kingdom of Wakanda was in full swing…
Oxford, a city two hours' drive from London—in a three-story apartment full of medieval European style, a black young man was anxiously guarding his communicator, his face full of worry. It was T'Challa, the current Black Panther who came here to study.
Looking at the sky outside the window gradually darkening, T'Challa felt more and more uneasy… Today has passed the time for the video call agreed with his parents and sister, why hasn't the signal been connected yet? Not only is there no information coming from Wakanda, but even the communication he applied to connect to the palace is also a blind sound, as if the signal has been interrupted.
"Your Highness, please don't worry, there are many reasons for poor communication, it doesn't necessarily mean that something happened to Wakanda…" A black woman behind T'Challa persuaded: "After all, the technological level of the Kingdom of Wakanda is leading the world…"
No… T'Challa, are you still clinging to such ridiculous ideas?" T'Challa looked with some headache at the personal female guard who had followed him to England and was responsible for taking care of his food and daily life, saying: "Over the years, is your understanding of the outside world still so superficial? Not to mention the thriving integration process of the whole world, just the Inhuman Attilan, which joined the United Nations a few years ago, their technological level is not worse than our Wakanda, even, to some extent, they have surpassed our technological level…"
"But Your Highness… our Kingdom of Wakanda is known as a kingdom that has never been breached by invaders…" T'Challa retorted somewhat unwillingly.
"However, what's the point of that?" T'Challa said dissatisfiedly: "At that time, we did defeat those so-called colonizers, but were they really the strongest armies of their countries? They were just some adventurers and slave-catching teams who couldn't make a living in their homelands… Moreover, at that time, the world was only in the First Industrial Revolution, and those so-called colonizers later had no interest in the barren African continent at all. They focused more on the sleeping empire in the East… If a full-scale war really broke out, do you think our Wakanda could be spared?"
"But…" T'Challa wanted to retort, but didn't know what to say.
"No buts… The gap between Wakanda's technological level and the world's technological level is not as big as you think… After all, we are a small country and cannot recklessly increase our standing military strength like some major international powers. Perhaps our annual gross national income is less than half of a certain country's annual military expenditure…" Saying this, T'Challa sighed and said: "Moreover, our country's unique Vibranium resources are a piece of fat in the eyes of other countries… This is the source of the trouble."
"…Your Highness, you are thinking too much…" T'Challa said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Just our Sky Screen system alone, those countries may not be able to break it…"
"But, what if the Sky Screen system is destroyed?" T'Challa asked rhetorically: "What do we rely on to compete with these major international powers with our small number of troops? Rely on our less than 10,000 troops? Or rely on the Dora Milaje?"
"…The Sky Screen system will never be destroyed…" T'Challa muttered.
"…" T'Challa shook his head helplessly. This personal female guard was indeed very loyal, but… she was just a bit slow-witted. Having confidence is good, but too much confidence is arrogance… Ignoring the changes in the outside world and stubbornly believing that one's own country is the most awesome country will sooner or later suffer a big loss because of these things.
"No… I have to go back." The more T'Challa thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He stood up and walked towards the outside… He felt that the unease in his heart was a warning from his ancestors… He had to rush back to his country.
As T'Challa's personal guard, T'Challa could only follow…
The two drove directly to a farm in the suburbs of Oxford, which they had bought specifically to store their aircraft…
After T'Challa got out of the car, he walked straight into the huge warehouse, which covered an area of more than 1,000 square meters. Soon… the roof of the warehouse slowly opened, and a round, sci-fi-filled flying saucer rose into the air, bringing a series of huge sonic booms, and flew towards the African continent…
That night, someone nearby claimed to have witnessed the Traces of an alien flying saucer, which aroused the praise of a group of UFO enthusiasts.
The straight-line distance from Oxford to Wakanda is more than 6,000 kilometers—
For T'Challa, these more than 6,000 kilometers are just a little over an hour's journey. Although he knew that he could return to his country in just one hour, the unease in his heart made him feel that this hour was so difficult to endure.
As he got closer and closer to his hometown, T'Challa became more and more anxious.
Faced with such an abnormal Prince T'Challa, T'Challa, who was responsible for driving the aircraft, could only helplessly accelerate towards Wakanda… Although she didn't think that any country could invade her motherland…
"We're almost at Birnin Zana, Your Highness, don't worry…" Just as T'Challa's comforting words were finished, she saw the scene in front of her, and her whole person was stunned. "Oh, ancestral god… that is… what is that… how did Birnin Zana… how did it become like this…"
Looking down from a high position, T'Challa didn't see the Wakanda Sky Screen system in operation. The entire Birnin Zana was exposed in front of her. And now Birnin Zana is no longer the peaceful and beautiful city in her impression. Flames soaring into the sky were burning everywhere, and collapsed buildings could be seen everywhere…
"God… oh, no,… God…" T'Challa was already a little incoherent.
"Calm down, T'Challa…" Seeing the scene in front of him, T'Challa, who had calmed down instead, slapped his female guard awake… The worst thing had already happened. How much worse could it get? "Turn on the optical stealth device, we're going to the palace… I want to see how my parents and sister are…"
"Yes… Your Highness." T'Challa suppressed her grief, turned on the optical stealth device of the spaceship, reduced her flying speed, and flew towards the palace…
At this moment—Jean Grey, who was resting with her eyes closed in the command room, opened her eyes— "Interesting, a small rat that slipped through the net has returned…"
"Then I'll inform little Angel… so as not to be caught off guard when the time comes." Storm, the best friend who was responsible for secretarial work beside T'Challa, said as she dialed Angel's communication.
Chapter 647
"Okay—um, I know… thank you Ororo Mommy…"
Squatting beside Angel, Shuri, wearing the Black Panther suit, looked at the beautiful girl in front of her who looked like a good girl when answering the phone, and her eyes were about to pop out… She didn't expect that this demon girl also had such a well-behaved side.
"Don't worry, Mommy Jean, I will definitely not let that little rat that slipped through the net go… Um, okay, I will pay attention to safety, goodbye, Mommy Jean…"
It can be said that every sister of the Ophelia Sisterhood is a mother to Angel. After all, they watched Angel grow up since she was a child, and they really dote on Angel…
However, sometimes this kind of doting also makes Angel a little overwhelmed. After all, no matter how old the child is, they are still children in the eyes of their parents… This is what Angel can't stand the most, but she has to endure it… After all, this is the love of mothers for her…
"Phew—" Angel finally breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Ororo's instructions. She turned her head and looked at Shuri, who was squatting beside her with a lifeless look, and a smile appeared on her small face: "Little Black, well, I just received good news… Your brother is back. Are you happy to hear this news? Are you surprised?"
"..." Hearing Angel's question, Shuri didn't react at all, but in her heart, she was shouting frantically, "Brother… run, please, run…"
"Well—how about we play an interesting game?" Angel didn't seem to care about Shuri's lack of cooperation. To her, Shuri's cooperation was irrelevant… anyway, she had ways to make Shuri cooperate with her in the end.
At this moment, T'Challa, who was rushing towards the palace in a flying vehicle, was completely unaware of what was happening below… He was stepping into Angel's trap step by step.
"Okay, Teleece… just stop here." T'Challa said, walking towards the emergency exit of the aircraft. It was originally prepared for T'Challa, wearing the Black Panther suit, to be deployed in mid-air. Although now, because the Black Panther suit was being improved in his sister's laboratory, T'Challa didn't have a Black Panther suit to wear, a height of about ten meters was nothing to him. "Once I jump down, you fly the aircraft far away, don't alarm those guys…"
"I understand, Your Highness." Teleece looked at T'Challa, who was preparing at the deployment opening, with some worry. In the end, she didn't say anything. After all, this was his responsibility, the responsibility that T'Challa had shouldered since he took over the title of Black Panther. "Be careful, Your Highness."
"I will." T'Challa said, opening the deployment opening. As the cabin door under his feet opened, he fell directly from the aircraft…
The height of more than ten meters arrived in an instant. The moment T'Challa felt his feet touch the ground, he hugged his knees with both hands, hiding his head between his knees, and rolled forward in a spherical shape… He relied on this action to dissipate all the downward force.
After dissipating the force, T'Challa, who was safe and sound, had just stood up when he heard a series of large searchlights being turned on.
"Pa—" "Pa—" "Pa—"…
In an instant, more than a dozen beams of light from all directions illuminated the entire palace forecourt as bright as day.
"Black Panther, Your Highness, is it?" A blonde girl wearing a modified military uniform walked up to T'Challa, surrounded by a group of subordinates, and sized him up with interest.
"You… Shuri, why are you like this?" The first scene T'Challa saw made him couldn't help but be furious, his eyes were about to split… He saw that in the blonde girl's hand, she was holding a chain, and the other end of the chain was hanging around a person's neck, that person… was his half-sister, Shuri.
"Oh, the relationship between you siblings is really good…" Angel, who was holding the chain, didn't care about T'Challa's expression at all. To her, catching T'Challa was a very easy thing, but before that, Angel didn't mind playing a little game.
She whispered in Shuri's ear: "I know you want your brother to escape, but what about it? Your brother will definitely not be able to escape… Why don't we play a game, I will give you the choice, if you defeat your brother and catch him, then… I will lock your brother up with your parents, being a puppet of a fallen country is not bad, but… if you lose to your brother, then it will be a bit miserable—"
"..." Hearing Angel's whisper, Shuri couldn't help but look at Angel in horror. She didn't know what tricks this demon-like woman would come up with to torture herself.
"I am the little padded jacket that my father loves the most… As a filial daughter, of course I can't give my great father a defective product… A pet that loses will only be a defective product and will be disposed of… Then the question comes, after disposing of you, how can I find a qualified pet again? … But fortunately, I can get this thing from the winner… like your mother…" Angel's voice became a little softer.
"Of course, you can also try to help your brother escape… see if he can escape from my grasp."
Shuri looked at Angel in horror. She knew that this woman would do what she said. As for helping T'Challa escape, the thought did flash through her mind for a moment, but she quickly rejected it herself. Having seen Angel's abilities, she didn't think her brother could escape from this witch's hands, even if he put on the Black Panther suit.
"Then… I announce that the game officially begins…" Angel said, reaching out and untying the chain hanging on the collar around Shuri's neck: "Don't disappoint me, little blackie…"
As Angel untied the chain around her neck, Shuri felt like she was breathing the taste of freedom again, but soon, she came to her senses. She knew that it was just her illusion. The so-called freedom—is just part of the witch's game rules.
She took a deep breath, looking at the familiar figure standing not far in front of her. Dragging her heavy steps, she walked forward step by step…
"Why…" Shuri's swaying body made people couldn't help but worry if she would fall to the ground in an instant and never be able to stand up again.
"Shuri… what's wrong with you? I am your brother… T'Challa." T'Challa also noticed the abnormality of his sister, but he didn't believe that his sister would hurt him.
"Why… did you come back… You… why… don't you just hide outside, never come back…" Along with Shuri's sharp shout, the golden collar on her neck turned into a full-body Black Panther suit in a blink of an eye. "For mother… brother, rest assured and accompany us to hell."
Chapter 648
"Ci la—" With a sound, T'Challa looked at his sister wearing the Black Panther suit in disbelief. He didn't expect that his sister would really kill him. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, he would have been disemboweled by his sister's panther claws. "Shuri, are you crazy?"
"You shouldn't have come back, T'Challa…" Facing her brother's angry shout, Shuri muttered to herself with dull eyes, while clawing at her brother one after another…
In fact, Shuri's fighting ability is not weaker than T'Challa's, and Shuri even ambitiously wanted to challenge the previous Black Panther and seize the title of Black Panther… It's just that she was one step late. By the time she ran to the arena, her brother, T'Challa, had already successfully challenged and won the inheritance of the Black Panther title.
T'Challa, who is not wearing the Black Panther suit, can only struggle to support himself in Shuri's stormy offensive. When the fighting abilities of the two are equal, the difference between wearing equipment and not wearing equipment comes out… Now, T'Challa, who is not wearing equipment, can only survive under his sister's panther claws.
Before long, T'Challa was covered in wounds. His British-style designer casual wear, under Shuri's sharp panther claws, had become tattered rags. He was a wretched sight, scratches all over his body.
During their struggle, T'Challa was tripped by Shuri and fell to the ground—
"T'Challa—let's go to hell together!" Shuri wouldn't miss this chance. She leaped high, pouncing on T'Challa with the force of a mountain collapsing… She wanted to end this battle, which was incredibly cruel to her.
Just then, a dozen micro-missiles streaked through the air, leaving long trails, heading towards the crowd. One of them was aimed directly at Shuri, who was pouncing on T'Challa.
"Truly ignorant little insects." Angel glanced at the missiles heading her way and waved her small hand dismissively… The dozen or so micro-missiles vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed. The spaceship that launched the missiles at Angel—the one piloted by T'Challa's personal female guard, Thiri—was sliced in half… directly into two pieces. Also sliced into two pieces was T'Challa's female guard, Thiri.
"Thank goodness… It was just a bald black woman, or the readers would say I was killing a sister…" Angel said, sticking out her snake tongue with a playful look.
Fortunately, the members of the Viper Squad behind her were long immune to their young lady's shocking remarks from time to time. They stood expressionlessly behind Angel, acting as bodyguards.
Although Angel used spatial transfer to get rid of the missiles aimed at her, she didn't care about the ones flying towards Shuri…
Only to hear—Boom—Shuri, in mid-air, was blasted away by the micro-missiles.
Shuri somersaulted twice in the air, landing unscathed like a panther, on all fours. The material used for the Black Panther suit is Vibranium. Its sturdiness is secondary; its main ability is to absorb kinetic energy… Moreover, this Black Panther suit, modified by Shuri herself, can convert kinetic energy into electrical energy stored throughout the body.
"Stop struggling, T'Challa." Blasted away by the missiles, Shuri pounced even faster than before. She had to fight desperately… If she made that little witch impatient, who knew what kind of trouble she would cause.
"Thiri…" T'Challa watched his personal female guard, who had fallen from the sky in two pieces. He was filled with rage. Even cats and dogs develop feelings after spending enough time together, let alone a female guard who took care of him day and night… "I will make you pay with blood…"
With this roar, T'Challa completely ignored his sister, who was pouncing again, and charged directly towards Angel.
"You guys are really interesting. You launch missiles at me and then don't allow me to retaliate… That's really funny." Angel looked at T'Challa, who was charging towards her, with a smile that wasn't a smile, not caring at all about the fact that he was about to reach her… Because—
"Bang—!"
"Ugh—!"
Shuri punched the back of her brother's neck, knocking T'Challa unconscious… Then, grabbing the back of his collar, she cautiously approached her temporary master, Angel, and timidly asked, "M-Master… I… I did it."
"Not bad, not bad… I saw your efforts. You did very well." Angel smiled, patting Shuri's head as if comforting a pet. "I will arrange things for your parents and your brother…"
"Thank you, Master…" Perhaps it's human nature to have inertia. When Shuri said 'Master' for the first time, she found it so difficult to say, stumbling over the word. But gradually, she could pronounce the title fluently.
While saying the previously unspeakable title, Shuri obediently took the chain from Angel's hand and put it around her neck… When a person first learns to submit, slowly, she will learn to keep submitting.
Angel watched Shuri's actions, nodding her little head in satisfaction. Just then, the personal terminal on her wrist rang again.
Angel skillfully opened the personal terminal, and the figure of her mother, Ophelia, appeared before her. "Angel, dear, did you catch the pet you wanted to catch?"
"I caught it, Mom. I believe Dad will definitely like this pet I'm sending him." Angel said, glancing at Shuri, who was still wearing the Black Panther suit, and asked with a smile, "Mom, how's it going on your end? Is everything going smoothly?"
"It's alright…" Ophelia rubbed her temples with a headache and said, "Just some old ghosts claiming to be Black Panthers keep popping up to interfere with our actions. But these wandering souls aren't very capable. Soon… we'll be able to take the Soul Stone."
Hearing Ophelia's words, Shuri's expression changed. She didn't expect that the souls of the previous Black Panthers, who had been resting in the ancestral soul land, were also forced to fight, but it seemed completely useless.
"Do you want me to go help, Mom?" Angel asked with a smile.
"No need. Your Aunt Qin is already here. Those wandering souls are just trash under your Aunt Qin's Phoenix flames." Ophelia said with a smile, "You should quickly contact the Mars base to send an immigration ship over and send these black ghosts to the mines in the Void. There's a big labor shortage there…"
"I understand, Mom. See you later, Mom…" Angel said, hanging up the communication and directly contacting the Mars base using Umbrella's internal network…
Shuri lowered her head. At this moment, she had no thoughts of revenge. From just a few words, she could feel how powerful this organization that had completely destroyed her country was… The thought of complete submission had occupied her entire mind.
Half an hour later, Shuri once again witnessed the power of this mysterious organization… A behemoth spaceship, large enough to cover the entire Wakanda capital, docked in front of Shuri… As the fully armed Umbrella soldiers who stepped off the ship gave Angel a respectful salute, Shuri had no more illusions.
She watched her people, her parents, and her brother being sent onto this enormous spaceship. Before leaving, the cold gaze from T'Challa's eyes pushed Shuri's heart into an even deeper abyss…
"I'm doing this for everyone's good... Why... Why don't you understand me?" Shuri covered her mouth, secretly weeping, afraid of being punished if Angel discovered her...
"Good girl, it's okay, I understand you... You're doing it so your mother won't be humiliated, so your brother won't be shamed in the future... I know all your sacrifices, good girl..." Angel smiled, gently stroking Shuri's head.
"Master... Waaah..." At this moment, in Shuri's eyes, Angel's smile didn't seem so terrifying anymore, even giving her a sense of warmth...
...Meanwhile, in the Hydra temporary command center, White Queen Emma, wearing a brainwave amplifier, revealed a mysterious smile. In fact, if she hadn't been secretly changing Shuri's heart little by little, Angel's training plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly. After all, when it comes to manipulating people's hearts, a psychic abilities user who calls herself second, no one dares to call themselves first.
Two days later — — — —
The entire Wakanda kingdom had become a ghost town... Everything useful had been devoured by Hydra... You say Hydra doesn't have such a strong transportation capacity? That's right, Hydra doesn't, but Umbrella does. Red Queen loves this kind of activity where everyone shares the spoils.
Red Queen would copy a set of the obtained scientific and technological data for Hydra, while various rare minerals, such as Vibranium... Hydra and Umbrella would divide them in half... After all, they're all family businesses, Ophelia doesn't care who gets more or less... Anyway, her main goal has already been achieved, the Soul Stone has been quietly transported to Hydra's base on a certain island in the Pacific.
Chapter 649
Angel had taken Shuri to Hydra's headquarters in Switzerland for almost half a month. In this half-month, Shuri felt that she was doing okay. Other than not having freedom, Angel didn't abuse her in any way. However, the only thing she couldn't stand was that her master would often show her a man's photos, and even some videos of this man.
Even Shuri had to admit that the man was indeed a creation favored by God. Besides using the word 'perfect' to describe him, she couldn't find any suitable words to describe this man.
When Angel said with an extremely proud tone: [That's my father...] Shuri's first reaction was disbelief. After all, judging from their appearances, people would believe that they were siblings, but to say that their relationship was father and daughter was a bit too far-fetched.
"Hmph... Mortal wisdom, the irresistible power of time in your eyes is just a gem adorning the crown for my father..." Angel replied to Shuri's question.
Of course, as punishment for questioning her master, Shuri was ordered to watch Zhou Ye's photos and videos every day except for eating and sleeping.
According to White Queen, this behavior is to rebuild the spiritual support -- Shuri's spiritual support is Wakanda and the Black Panther clan, and these things that were originally extremely powerful in her eyes were destroyed by Hydra overnight. This is the time to rebuild her spiritual support, replacing the collapsed beliefs in Shuri's heart with Zhou Ye, which can also be regarded as another kind of training method.
Currently, the effect is excellent... Shuri no longer resists living in the small room full of Zhou Ye's photos and TV walls that play Zhou Ye's videos 24 hours a day. Even Shuri, who is occasionally taken out by Angel for a breather, has produced anxiety and maladaptation to the environment without Zhou Ye's photos...
Monitoring room — — — — — — — —
Angel and Emma, watching Shuri in the monitoring screen looking at the TV wall playing her father's video with a face of infatuation, even licking the screen involuntarily at the exciting parts... "Emma Mommy, is that about it?"
"Although it's still a bit short, it's already very good as a pet..." Emma replied with a smile, she has contributed to this, after all, as a warrior, Shuri's heart is also extremely powerful... But it's useless, for Emma, it's just a matter of spending a little more effort.
"Then it's just in time for the completion of Angel City in two days... I hope Daddy won't be startled by then." Angel said, seeming to imagine the surprised expression on her father's face, and couldn't help but reveal a playful smile on her face.
Two days later — — — — — —
"Master... Where are we going? Can I go back?" Shuri, wearing a collar around her neck, cautiously asked Angel, she wanted to go back to the room full of Zhou Ye's photos.
"Little Black... Be good..." Angel held the chain in her right hand and walked towards the elevator, she was going to the most secret last floor of the base, where the portal to her father's Long Island Manor was located, if she wanted to go to the Death World, she had to transfer there.
While walking, Angel said: "Don't you want to see your true master?"
"True master?" Hearing Angel's words, Shuri's eyes lit up, of course she knew who her true master was, she had been told during the brainwashing and reconstruction that the perfect man in the photo was her true master in the future. "Yes, Shuri wants to see Master."
"Then be obedient..."
"Shuri will definitely be very obedient..."
Hearing the response she wanted, Angel nodded in satisfaction, she smiled and led Shuri through the portal, directly arriving at her father's manor on Long Island...
"Miss, the master has asked about you many times..." The maid who had been waiting in the transfer room saw Angel walking out of the portal and greeted her with a smile.
"I couldn't help it, because I wanted to give my father a surprise gift, so I was the last one to appear..." Angel greeted the maid with a smile. "I shouldn't be late, right..."
Of course not…" The maid smiled as she led Angel towards another portal. She didn't show the slightest interest in Shuli, who was holding Angel's hand. To her, whatever her young mistress did was only natural…
The maid watched Angel lead Shuli into the portal leading to the world of the dead, and then followed them in… After all, the completion of Angel City held extraordinary significance for every one of Zhou Ye's women, and each of them had their own room inside… Naturally, this also included the maids who had always followed Zhou Ye.
"…" Shuli, who had come to the world of the dead for the first time, was stunned by the sight before her…
The dim sky—the towering mountains of bones—the wails carried on the wind… It would not be an exaggeration to call this hell.
"Little Hei, don't be afraid…" Angel looked at Shuli, who looked wary, and patted her little head with a smile, comforting her like a kitten or puppy, and said softly, "Although this is the world of the dead, it is our home to us."
"…Why, why is that?" Shuli asked curiously. Since it was the world of the dead, the living should naturally avoid it, so why would it become their home?
"Who told the guy who rules here and calls himself a god to be my sister?" Angel said somewhat dejectedly. After all, it would be ridiculous to say that Angel didn't have the slightest bit of resentment about Hela, this latecomer, taking the lead in obtaining their father's offspring…
"God…?" Shuli was a little curious, but she didn't have time to ask any more questions, because… the scene before her made her have more and more questions, and she didn't know which one to ask first…
Just a short distance away… thousands of women of various shapes and sizes were gathered in twos and threes, chatting. Although there were women with golden skin among them, in general, these women all had one characteristic… each had their own unique charm, and there were no ugly women.
Chapter 650
Zhou Ye held Hela in his arms, surrounded by the women…
Today was a good day for the completion of Angel City. For the women, this was good news, after all, they also had their own exclusive rooms in this dreamlike fairytale castle.
And today, the women were also uncharacteristically generous in giving Zhou Ye to Hela, without competing with her. No matter what, this Angel City was nominally a gift that their man had built for his first offspring, his precious daughter Angelina… They were also embarrassed to live in their daughter's gift and then bully her mother.
"Lord—everything is ready." A spirited little old man walked over and reported to his master, "You can start the opening ceremony of Angel City at any time."
"Mm—" Zhou Ye nodded slightly, turned his head to ask his personal maid, "Qiu, has everyone arrived?"
"Yes, Master." Qiu, of course, knew what her master meant, and whispered back, "Just now, Miss Angel has arrived, so you can start the ceremony."
"Okay…" Zhou Ye said, his expression straightened, and said, "Then, I announce, Angel City—open."
As his voice spread around, all the girls stopped whispering and turned their attention to the location of Angel City, which was shrouded in a three-dimensional veil… At this time, Zhou Ye also pressed the button in front of him that symbolized the opening of Angel City.
Bang—with a muffled sound, a round of red sun slowly lit up, first orange-red—crimson—and finally turned into a blazing white sun.
This was the artificial sun of Angel City, and it also bore a large part of the energy needs of Angel City.
As the artificial sun was lit, the three-dimensional curtain was turned off… The entire silver-white Angel City, built against the mountain, was presented before everyone's eyes.
Although the women had seen the three-dimensional renderings of this city a long time ago, no matter how realistic the renderings were, they were not as shocking as the real scene… In the eyes of the women, this castle completely satisfied all their girlish fantasies about the fairytale castles in their hearts.
"Oh my god… Darling… This is even more beautiful than Asgard…" Hela held Zhou Ye's hand tightly, excitedly saying, "Thank you… thank you, darling…"
"Do we still need to say thank you between us?" Zhou Ye smiled and gently poked the tip of Hela's nose.
"It's so good to have met you… Your teleportation array malfunctioned at just the right time…" Hela's voice was like a murmur. "I'm really afraid this is just a dream…"
This sense of happiness had already given Hela a sense of unreality. She was really afraid that all of this was just a vivid dream… The man she loved deeply, the well-behaved daughter in her belly… all of this made her feel afraid, not afraid of Zhou Ye or others, but afraid of losing all of this. It didn't matter if she had never gotten it, but losing it after getting it was the most cruel.
"I will never let anyone destroy my happiness…" Hela made a certain decision. It was time to sort out the past grievances.
"What did you say? Hela, baby?"
"No… it's nothing, I want to be the first person to enter this dream city. Darling…"
"Of course… Look, your sisters are waiting for you…" Zhou Ye said, gesturing for Hela to look back…
The women, though their eyes were full of envy and excitement, didn't rush in. They were clearly waiting for Hela to go in first. After all, this city nominally belonged to the little baby in Hela's belly. If Hela didn't go in, they wouldn't dare to rush in, even though they were already eager to see their own rooms.
"Then... let's go in together." Hela gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Although the sisters sometimes bickered and sulked, they were genuinely looking forward to the birth of the little life in Hela's belly.
As Hela spoke, she held Zhou Ye's arm with both hands and, surrounded by the women, walked towards this dream city—
As she walked into the huge city gate of this Angel City, she gently pushed on the gate, which was engraved with two sword-wielding female angels, and the gate opened silently...
At that moment, a look of unbearable pain appeared on Hela's face, and beads of sweat as big as beans fell down one by one.
"Hela, baby, what's wrong?" Zhou Ye hurriedly hugged Hela and asked anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"It's okay... darling, Angelina wants to come out and see the gift her father gave her..." Hela tried to force a smile on her pale face, not wanting her man to worry about her.
"If you're going to give birth, just say you're going to give birth... why are you talking so much nonsense?" Zhou Ye speechlessly picked up Hela and ran towards the castle's medical center.
More than thirty maids proficient in medicine followed nimbly... They had been studying medicine to wait for this moment. It was time to show their true skills... Ahem, wrong line.
And the women also temporarily lost interest in touring this dream city. To them, touring the city was far less important than witnessing the birth of their man's first child.
Half an hour later — the medical center of Angel City.
"Waa —" As a loud cry rang out, Zhou Ye, who had been restless, stood up abruptly, eager to rush in immediately... Perhaps because she knew her master's anxious mood, a maid ran out with a cute baby. "Congratulations, Master, Hela and Miss Angelina are safe and sound..."
"Let me... let me see my daughter..." Zhou Ye took the little life from the maid's arms with trembling hands, a little one who was truly connected to him by blood... Looking at the cute little one with black hair and black eyes in his arms, Zhou Ye felt a surge of emotion that made him want to cry. "Angelina... my baby..."
And with Angelina's birth, a faint, imperceptible tremor occurred throughout the Nine Realms...
In Asgard — Odin, the King of the Gods, suddenly opened his one eye. Just now, he had felt a palpitation, a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously... Who had given birth to a child with the bloodline of the God-King? Was it Loki? Or Thor?
"Someone, bring Loki and Thor to me..."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The Asgardian warrior beside the throne bowed respectfully and walked down... He was going to find the two princes.
Chapter 651
In a side hall of Angel City —
Zhou Ye sat on a luxurious and comfortable sofa, watching the little black girl kneeling in front of him with great interest... "What's your name?"
"I... my name is Shuri... Master." Shuri knelt in front of Zhou Ye, her little face full of fanaticism... She had been brainwashed for so long, and today she finally met the man who was destined to be her master, how could she not be excited...
"What are you to me?" Zhou Ye smiled slightly. He had discovered something interesting about Shuri, so he was so interested in chatting with Shuri here...
Of course, as a senior daughter-con, Zhou Ye should be by his little princess's side at this moment, enjoying the sense of accomplishment of being a father for the first time... But — this is when the disadvantages of having many women are revealed. His women have all transformed into loving mothers with overflowing maternal love, each holding little Angelina and refusing to let go, even Hela, the real mother, couldn't get her hands on her, let alone Zhou Ye, the father.
In short — Zhou Ye was driven out by the women.
Even Zhou Ye's most well-behaved daughter, Angel, directly threw the gift she wanted to give to Zhou Ye, and then rushed into the pile of women to compete for the right to hold her sister...
At this moment, Zhou Ye finally understood Howard's pain back then...
Ahem, a bit off-topic... Zhou Ye pulled his thoughts back again, looked at the little black girl who seemed to be very successfully trained with a smile, and then asked, "Do you know what you have to do?"
"I... I am the master's pet..." Shuri slowly, the more she spoke, the smoother it became, and all shame was thrown to the back of her mind. "Like what the master likes, hate what the master hates... The master's enemy is my enemy, the master's command is absolute, to meet all the master's needs..."
"Very good..." Zhou Ye nodded with satisfaction. He stood up, walked leisurely to Shuri, slowly squatted down, directly hooked Shuri's chin with his hand, and asked Shuri to look at his eyes, "Is this your true thought?"
"Yes, yes, Master." Forced to raise her head, Shuri looked at Zhou Ye's unfathomable golden eyes and said firmly, "Master, please enjoy me..."