Marvel world code name ghost
Chapter 143
"He escaped"
Steve put the shield behind his back and stepped forward, his face a little solemn.
"Obvious."
Ron was still carrying T'Chaka's body on his left shoulder. He threw the long knife into the air and put it back into its sheath under the control of the power of his mind.
He looked down at the broken steel head at his feet, thinking about what the other party had said before, and his thoughts were a little complicated.
"He still succeeded."
On the other side, Stark flew back. He opened his visor and looked at His Majesty the King, who was lying soundlessly on Ron's shoulder. His expression could not help but become extremely gloomy.
"Why would he do this? Wouldn't it be better to hold Mr. T'Chaka hostage?"
Hawkeye waved his arm, and the bow and arrow in his hand instantly straightened and turned into a short stick. He inserted the weapon back into his back and asked.
"He was a madman and he needed an outlet, a chaos, a huge chaos."
"Then he did."
Natasha looked at the tragic situation around her and couldn't help but sigh. Her charming face was covered with dust and exhaustion.
"But not here." Ron narrowed his eyes and looked solemn, "He killed the king of Wakanda."
"Wakanda"
Stark's eyes widened, and then he seemed to understand something, with a look of shock on his face,
"Yes, of course it's Wakanda. If the bad news of His Majesty the King's death reaches Wakanda, it will definitely cause a great chaos."
"Steve, you guys will handle the follow-up matters here. I'll go to Wakanda first to tell them the news. They must be more vigilant."
"Okay, be careful with everything."
Captain America patted Ron's arm with a solemn expression.
Ron nodded, then took T'Chaka's body with him and disappeared into the air in a flash.
"What to do next, Captain?" Black Widow asked in a deep voice as she watched Black Phantom disappear into thin air.
"Clean up the scene first."
Steve took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and then turned to the iron man behind him and said,
"Stark, you and Dr. Banner go back to the base first. I need the technical and equipment support you provide, and then find out who Ultron has been in contact with recently."
As he spoke, he looked at the police and soldiers who were gradually approaching around him, his expression extremely depressed:
"The war has begun"
On the ancient African continent, the endless grasslands, and the border of Wakanda, a tall figure suddenly appeared.
When he came here again, everything had changed. His Majesty the King who had ordered him to be expelled was now lying in his arms, lifeless.
Ron did not choose to enter the real Wakanda directly, but came to the border tribe located on the border of Wakanda, that is, the tribe where Wakanda General Wakabi belongs, a tribe full of rhinos.
He just stood there, not caring about the scorching sun above his head, motionless.
He was waiting for someone, or rather, a group of people, and the result did not disappoint him.
In the distance, several airships with graceful lines roared towards them, carrying smoke and weeds, quickly zooming in on Ron's field of vision.
Obviously, Ron's appearance successfully attracted the attention of the border tribe warriors who were patrolling the surrounding areas. Led by the young tribal leader Wakabi, they arrived in a Wakandan-style aircraft.
"His Majesty the King"
Wakabi jumped from the airship and immediately found the cold corpse lying in Ron's arms. His eyes were wide open and his face was distorted by extreme anger.
This brave and capable black man walked quickly to Ron, staggering a little. He raised his right hand and stroked the king's chest with a broad palm, with a painful expression on his face.
"who did it"
He suddenly raised his head, widened his red eyes, and stared at the man in black armor in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a blade seemed to pierce Ron's soul.
"Take me to T'Challa."
Ron did not answer the other party's question immediately. He looked at Wakabi, who was filled with grief and anger, and glanced at the tribal soldiers behind him who bowed their heads in silence, and said in a deep voice.
"huhu"
After hearing Ron's request, Wakabi slowly stood up straight, raised his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his shaking mood.
Then, he looked at the man in front of him who had met once before, his eyes flickered, and then he nodded firmly:
"Come with me"
As he spoke, he pulled off the cloak from his back and put it on T'Chaka's body. Then, he gently took the body of His Majesty the King from Ron's arms, solemnly and solemnly.
After doing all this, Wakabi turned around and walked towards the airship not far away. His steps were firm and heavy. Wherever he went, all the tribal soldiers knelt down and worshiped.
Looking at the burly back of the black man, Ron sighed softly, followed behind, and boarded the aircraft, heading for the mysterious city that existed in his memory.
The majestic palace located in the center of Wakanda's future capital is still so splendid, but the atmosphere is indeed so gloomy.
In the center of the palace, Prince T'Challa, the crown prince, knelt down beside the bed, tightly holding his father's hands that had lost their warmth, and pressing them against his forehead. He said nothing, but he could feel the trembling from his father's hands. His shoulders showed how much pain he was enduring at the moment.
Beside him were Queen Ramanda and Princess Shuri of Wakanda. They also had sad faces and tears in their eyes.
"huhu"
After a moment, T'Challa stood up. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He looked sideways at Ron, who was standing behind him with his arms crossed, and his tone was gloomy and terrifying,
"who did it"
"Ultron, a very dangerous artificial intelligence."
"Ultron"
The black panther squinted his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a beast that smelled the scent of prey.
"Since it is artificial intelligence, it must have a creator."
As he said that, he turned around, his face so gloomy that he could drip water: "Then, who created it?"
"There's no time to discuss this now, we need to be ready, T'Challa."
Ron knew that the young prince was still a little out of control emotionally. He put down his arms crossed on his chest and walked forward slowly.
"Tell me, Ron."
T'Challa seemed to have not heard Ron's words. He looked directly into the other person's eyes and still repeated the previous question,
"Who is his Creator"
""
Hearing Black Panther's stubborn question, Ron stopped, stood in front of His Royal Highness, took a deep breath, and replied helplessly,
"It's Stark"
"Stark"
T'Challa chewed on the name, then raised his chin slightly with a hint of sarcasm on his face,
"Ah, I've heard of him, the leader of Stark Industries, a genius scientist, a billionaire, a playboy, and a superhero."
As he said that, he glanced sideways at Ron and said in a strange tone: "You have fought side by side with him. He is considered your friend, right?"
"You are my friend too." Ron pursed his lips and said softly.
""
T'Challa lowered his head and remained silent.
"It is an undeniable fact that Stark created Ultron, but his starting point was good." Ron frowned slightly and continued to persuade, "You should know the major events that have happened in the past few years. In these Our world is too fragile in front of us, and he hopes for permanent peace and permanent stability."
"You are excusing him." The young Black Panther raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, his voice getting deeper and deeper.
"You know that's not what I meant."
""
The atmosphere froze again.
"T'Challa."
Suddenly, Queen Ramanda on the side shouted Black Panther's name softly, breaking the increasingly oppressive atmosphere.
"Time is up."
After hearing his mother's reminder, T'Challa came back to his senses. He turned around and took one last look at his father's remains, his voice trembling:
"Okoye, be buried"
"Yes, Your Highness"
The female general who had been waiting at the side nodded slightly, and then motioned to the honor guard standing behind her to prepare to change T'Chaka's clothes.
"Wakabi, take Ron down."
"Yes."
On the other side, the leader of the border tribe walked up to Ron and made an invitation gesture to him.
"Mr. Ron, please."
"T'Challa, I know this may be a bit disrespectful of your feelings, but"
Ron glanced at Wakabi, and then looked in front of His Royal Highness, who had his back turned to him, with a complicated expression.
"Don't let hatred blind you. Your real enemy is Ultron, and Stark is also a victim."
"see a visitor out"
You'll Also Like
-
I! The villain leader, the protagonists are mentally broken
Chapter 282 2 hours ago -
Fantasy: The comprehension is against the sky, the Chaos Bell rings nine times at the beginning
Chapter 219 2 hours ago -
After being forced to marry by her stepmother, the Koi wife brings prosperity to the whole family
Chapter 368 2 hours ago -
Genshin Impact: Start by establishing the Kingdom of Winter
Chapter 200 2 hours ago -
Journey to the West: At the beginning, Monkey King was tricked into going to Penglai to find the god
Chapter 211 2 hours ago -
Abnormal survival: Transform into a weird girl
Chapter 200 2 hours ago -
One Piece: Beginning Fusion Wu Liuqi
Chapter 169 2 hours ago -
Chinese Martial Arts: Start as Feng Yuxiu!
Chapter 171 5 hours ago -
I am in Konoha: I have mosquito powers
Chapter 97 5 hours ago -
Zombieland: I Have a Tomb of God
Chapter 222 5 hours ago