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At the end of the day...

The gods never cared about mortals.

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Night and day determine human's daily life, sleep or work. All human's work and rest are determined by the rotation of the sun and the earth.

But why do humans work during the day and sleep at night?

That's because in the daytime when the light shines and the eyes can see clearly, it will give people a sense of security, while the darkness shrouded in darkness and the darkness that can't reach the five fingers will give people a sense of fear.

People live for peace of mind.

"Whether it is religion or science, the essence is the choice made by human beings in pursuit of peace of mind."

On Wednesday, he picked up a glass of Wakanda's local specialty grass wine, took a sip, savored the complex taste, and smiled at Banner who was silent beside him.

"Wodis, belief and science are actually the same, idealism and materialism are also inseparable twins. The world has beliefs because of matter, and beliefs actually create matter."

Such an argument would undoubtedly be classified as crazy in today's society, but for Banner, he has no way to oppose the person in front of him.

Even he himself is the most vivid example of this theoretical system.

Banner looked at his hands, and the faint runes appeared on his arms, which only symbolized the true meaning of fear.

Bruce Banner is now a demigod.

Just like Hercules in Greek mythology, he has become an existence close to God, but there is still a gap.

He is a creature of that belief.

Pure human belief cannot give birth to gods. If you want to create something out of nothing, in addition to strong belief, what is needed is a kind of "sacrifice"

In soul, in life, or in some other form, the sacrifice will cause the ether of nothingness to give birth to the gods from the new sun.

Although such a **** is extremely weak, it is even closer to the concept of 'elf' than a god.

But such elves have long since become extinct. Now that beliefs have declined and sacrifices have almost disappeared, coupled with the pursuit of the Karma Taj mystic, the existence of elves has long since become a thing of the past.

Not even these illusory gods have had their own era.

The closest they came to growing was when the industrial revolution of mankind was sprouting. Humans understood the world through their technology, but placed their faith in those machines instead of nihilistic fantasies.

In a sense those hard machines replaced complicated sacrifices, and a whole new **** was born. It's a pity that the gods who represented the concept of human progress were annihilated by the masters of the ancient one who brought Kama Taj before they had time to develop.

The Ancient One will never allow humanity on the path of technology to be influenced by these new gods who represent both progress and antiquity.

But even so, Gu Yi never considered these new gods to be a threat.

Compared to Asgard, Olympus, a true **** born from the flesh and blood of ancient gods, such an illusory elves are not qualified to be called gods at all. What if they collected the beliefs of people all over the world? All the human beings on the earth can't stand the blow of the father of the gods together.

But even so, it cannot be said that such a new **** is useless.

"Their sustenance and belief exist in history, and they are preached in the words of human beings. Their images are uncertain, their thinking is changeable, they are weak, but they are difficult to die."

Wednesday picked up a platinum sculpture of a black panther on the table and chuckled.

"Bassette has gone farther than any of us on this road. Instead of letting her name in the Nile sing in the mouths of these Wakanda, she made up a new image, a new name. , and ultimately exists in the Wakanda beliefs as the Black Panther God."

"Even Gu Yi can't strip Bast's existence without harming the Wakanda people. The Black Panther God has become her side and her coat in this main material world."

"You want me to be this 'coat' too?" Banner whispered

"No no no, Vodice, what I want you to become is a true god." Wednesday patted Banner on the shoulder, lovingly and expectantly.

"You are different from those illusory beliefs, and you are not the same as those fragile steam engines that are entrusted with beliefs. You have a unique body in this world, and your existence is the best container, enough to contain the power of the gods!"

"You are like Hercules, but far better than him! You are so strong, but you are not contaminated with any blood of Gaia. So, you can perfectly bear another divine power from the blood of Gaia. !"

"You're talking about Hulk, not me!" Banner growled

"You are the Hulk!" Wednesday San laughed

"You are two sides of the same coin, soul and body, you can't get rid of each other and you can't deny each other! Don't you hear them? Those voices of fear!"

Banner's hands trembled slightly, he looked at his palms and closed his eyes, he could hear those calls at any time.

Those curses, pleadings, pains from broken families hurt by the Hulk...

Their fear of Hulk is also their fear of Banner. The power they gave birth to because of fear gave Hulk and Banner.

"...You promised to resurrect Betty."

Banner shook his head and threw the voices that made him crazy and haggard out of his mind, looking at Wednesday's hoarse voice.

This may be his only belief, willing to be the puppet used by Wednesday, willing to sacrifice himself, all for the one he loves.

And Wednesday also promised him that he wouldn't let the Hulk do things that had no bottom line like carnage. And Banner will watch too, he won't let Hulk be unscrupulous!

"Then, get ready to appear as a god."

Wednesday patted Banner on the shoulder, the crow chirped and landed on his shoulder, and disappeared here with a swift wind.

When he reappeared, Wednesday was already in this misty and illusory ancestral land. Beneath the big tree, Mu Feng leaned against it and fondled the deity in his arms.

"You have created a perfect tool." Mu Feng praised Wednesday to Wednesday

Bruce Banner is Wednesday's most perfect creation. As the Hulk, he has the capacity to accommodate the Eternals, and with him as the target, Wednesday is ready to shape him into the God of Fear.

He gave Banner a dread hammer that carried the power of his sealed brother Kul, Nur Boundary Breaker, and this power gave Hulk the power of fear and gave him part of Kul's godhead.

And when Hulk ravages the world as the God of Fear, people's fear and worship will only come to Hulk, the God of Fear. These influxes of fear will continue to strengthen Hulk, and will also weaken and be sealed in the Kool on Earth.

If the world's concept of fear has a directional goal, then only relying on the power of the rune, Kuul will never be free from Wednesday's supervision.

And Hulk, the **** of fear created by Wednesday, will also be the best shield for him and the gods.

Not to mention whether Gu Yi can get out of the endless time loop, even if she does, she must go to Hulk, the first **** of fear.

That's enough time for Wednesday and the Alliance of the Gods behind him.

And in this open and transparent plan, even the core of the exploit, Dr. Banner knew all about it. But in order to resurrect Betty, he was willing to do so.

In order to resist the fate of Ragnarok, Wednesday made a series of loop-like plans for himself.

The cunning and insidiousness of the father of the gods is undoubtedly manifested at this moment. How can a **** king who has conquered the nine realms and conquered countless lives be so magnificent?

"Wordis is still a long way from perfect." Wednesday said indifferently

"Kur's power is not so easy to plunder. For so many years, he has always wanted to use the beliefs of mankind to get him out of trouble. If it were not for me, he would sooner or later separate his powers and come to the earth, and then collect them for him through those separated powers. Human fear to get out of trouble."

"But that should have happened after the destruction of Asgard, but now, everything is under control."

Mu Feng put down Bast in his arms and smiled.

"The progress on my side is also very smooth. Tomorrow morning, Wakanda will have a new king."

"Only in war can human beings understand the true meaning of life." Wednesday chuckled.

"The trembling under fear is the most pious desire for life."

68. Mad King of Wakanda

The next day at noon in front of Jakardo Falls in Wakanda

The long-awaited T'Challa calmly accepted Zu Li's specially blended heart-shaped grass juice on his body, which would deprive him of the power of the heart-shaped grass and allow him to temporarily return to a mortal body.

The Wakanda Royal Guard is closely guarding the surrounding area, and Princess Shuri and important figures from several major tribes have gathered together to witness the gladiatorial battle that will determine the future crown prince of Wakanda.

"He couldn't have beaten T'Challa."

Princess Shu Rui showed 100% trust in her brother, and even most Wakanda people, including her, were not optimistic about Eric

Because he is an outsider, even though he has the noble blood of the golden tribe flowing in his body, he is also a person who grew up in the outside world.

Wakanda's natural sense of superiority makes them look down on the weakness of outsiders, and T'Challa's bravery has also been proven.

"You don't have to take away your power."

Eric looked at T'Challa, who was about to take the juice to remove his black panther's power, and suddenly said.

"I want an absolutely perfect duel!"

There was a burst of mocking voices from the spectator seats, mocking Eric's self-control. Zu Li looked at Eric and said sternly

"This is the law of the duel, and it is the rule made by the Black Panther God!"

"Really? But I don't believe in that cat."

Eric responded mockingly, and his words naturally caused an uproar in the stands.

A prince of the Golden Tribe who does not believe in the Black Panther God, a challenger who openly tells everyone that he rejects the gift of the Black Panther God.

"Her cat **** and coffee don't give me the power I want, any more than I can crush you with the meager power you get by begging."

T'Challa was silent for a moment, he put down the heart-shaped grass juice, looked at Eric and said

"You didn't come to be king of Wakanda."

"I'm here to bring the flames of war here!" Eric grinned.

"I will be king, but not because I want that **** seat! I look down on your god, but your **** is on my side! She doesn't want peace, she wants blood!!!"

"I believe in the **** Black Panther, but I never pray like her. I believe in him, but I won't hurt my people for my beliefs."

T'Challa picked up the spear and shield and calmly said

Since Eric said so, then he will crush him with the power of the black panther. This kind of subversive duel is not an opportunity, an opportunity for T'Challa to abolish this system!

"Last chance, lay down your arms."

"as you wish."

Eric grinned and dropped the spear, sneering at Zu Li.

"Let's announce the start."

Zu Li silently raised his spear and slammed into the water warrior.

The splash of water seemed to be the moment, when the splashed water had not even had time to fall.

Eric had appeared behind T'Challa, as if he had emerged from his shadow.

He held a beating red meat piece in his hand, and Eric's eyes radiated scarlet light, like the eyes shot from the deep and dark abyss of the underworld.

"I won."

This moment was fast, this moment passed, the moment the water droplets splashed and even had time to fall, the victory and defeat were already announced.

T'Challa's body fell heavily, and the smile on Su Rui's face in the audience wasn't even finished, and everything was over.

In an instant, joy and calm turned into fear and wailing.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

Shuri's shrill scream resounded through the sky, and T'Challa's blood ran down the water to announce his defeat and death

"Vulnerable."

Eric crushed the heart in his hand contemptuously, and opened his arms to everyone in the stands

"Come on, meet your new king!"

"You cheated!!!"

Nakiya suddenly stood up and pointed at Eric angrily.

"This man must have used some invisible means - what kind of power you used, you can't beat the power of the black panther!"

"Your narrow-mindedness and stupidity will always remain the same." Eric grinned and spread his hands

Iverson's Assassin's attire slowly emerged from him, but what was more conspicuous was the fearful rune shining on his chest!

"Well, today was not intended to end peacefully. Wakanda will be mine, only mine."

"Be careful!!!" Okoye roared and lifted the spear, but she only felt a pain in her neck, and then she fell down and couldn't move.

She saw a lot of headless corpses, the corpses without their heads fell to their knees, and Eric, who was like a skull ghost, raised T'Challa's corpse with a grin and dropped the waterfall.

"From today, my order is the fate of all people in this country."

Eric looked at Su Rui, who was stunned, and Vikabi and Mbaku, who were also very scared, as well as Zu Li who was silent and Okoye who fell to the ground, and smiled happily.

"Go and prepare for the new king's coronation ceremony."

T'Challa's body descended down the waterfall, but when it was about to fall into the water, it was dragged by an invisible force.

Bast's transformed black panther jumped to the side of T'Challa's corpse, and she disappeared here with T'Challa's corpse in her mouth.