Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

Talk friendly and well-meaning.

Although I don't know where Wakanda is, the injuries on his body should undoubtedly be treated by the group in front of him.He, Steve Rogers, is not a person who repays kindness and revenge, and now it is time to figure out what is going on.

"Wakanda is the name of the land under your feet, and it is also the name of my country."

"Captain America, Steve Rogers."

A hearty voice came from behind Steve, and an old man in a suit wearing glasses appeared in front of Steve accompanied by a group of people.

"My name is T'Chaka, the current King of Wakanda."

"I'm sorry for what happened to you."

"No one wants to see the destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D., but this happened so strangely." T'Chaka's eyes under the glasses did not become cloudy with age, but his body in suits and leather shoes It still gave Steve a kind of split courage.

A sense of separation that is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

"New York was reduced to ruins, the S.H.I.E.L.D. was almost wiped out, and Nick Fury died. The people who are currently cleaning up the mess are former S.H.I.E.L.D. senior agents Coulson and Hawkeye Patton."

"I think you should know them."

The wise T'Chaka didn't give Steve a chance to ask questions, and told him the information he had in front of his face.

Governments across the globe have been on alert because of the repeated disasters in New York City, and the near-annihilation of SHIELD has sounded the alarm for the United Nations Security Council.

As the king of Wakanda, although the country has been in a state of seclusion, things have developed to this point. As the current leader of Wakanda, T'Chaka had to go out to collect as much information as possible.

When he returned, he found Captain America unconscious and wounded at the door of Wakanda's house.

"Give it to him."

Steve falls silent, T'Chaka doesn't.A young man in the queue behind him walked out of the queue following his call, holding a shield that Steve was very familiar with.

The shield that belonged to him, the shield that gave him infinite confidence.

"I'm sorry for making a decision without your consent, but I think you will need this shield after you wake up, so I asked someone to repair it with vibrating gold."

Steve, who took the shield, couldn't hide his surprise.

His shield was completely torn apart by the inexplicable energy wave attack, can it be repaired?

"Wait, Zhenjin?" Steve, who reacted, caught a key word.

The current king of Wakanda smiled and said nothing, but the young man explained his confusion: "In Wakanda, there is actually no shortage of vibration gold."

The understated statement is full of the taste of a big reward for deceptive behavior.

Zhenjin?No shortage?

"T'Challa, my son." The old king in suits and ties introduced his son to Steve kindly.

The next leader of Wakanda and the successor to the title of Black Panther, T'Challa.

"Well, maybe I just need a little time to digest and sort out this information." Steve Rogers, who was told the ins and outs, rubbed his sore temples and put on the uniform that had been prepared by the Wakanda.

The Wakanda man also repaired his tattered battle uniform, which is very considerate.

But Steve felt incredible.

Unbelievable in the destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D., inconceivable in the destruction of New York, and even more inconceivable in the existence of Wakanda.

There is actually such a technologically advanced country on the African continent?

Steve, who followed T'Challa, the prince of Wakanda, out of the medical room was full of doubts and shocks.

What he saw and heard along the way challenged his inherent impression of African countries.

"My father said, if you want to leave here, you can go directly now, we will not stop you."

"But there is one thing you need to know. So far we don't know who is involved in the destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"If you go out now, it may be dangerous."

"Although you and I don't know each other well, I think it's best for you to recuperate in Wakanda now." T'Challa, a top student at Oxford University who still knows a little about Captain America, the legendary hero, gave his advice cautiously.

"Thank you, but there are some things that only I can do now, and I have to leave." Steve gave the black young man in front of him a friendly smile, stood at the corner of the corridor and looked up at the blue sky.

He had to go back to New York to clean up the mess with the surviving Coulson Button.

With his reputation as Captain America, the aftermath can reduce a lot of resistance.

"Well, good luck."

T'Challa shrugged and was about to take Steve away when an alarm suddenly sounded over Wakanda.

Loud and harsh.

"Someone has invaded!" T'Challa's face changed suddenly, and his smile disappeared instantly.

The blue energy shield was set up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a very familiar figure of Steve Rogers was slowly floating over Wakanda.

Open your hands, as if you are in the world.

The chant sounded like a church priest, and Loki, who was wearing an Asgardian battle armor, flipped his hands, swaying the tyrannical magical energy like his arms, and in the blink of an eye, a figure with the letter "s" engraved on his chest had already torn apart the tiles. The weak line of defense over Kanda territory!

Superman Clark, the leader of the justice seven gangsters!

"Who are you?!" the High Priest of Wakanda asked sharply, but his vigorous body was pierced by Clark's hot vision in the next second, and he was powerless to resist.