The Mutant God in American Comics.

Chapter 143: Wakandans have no fear of death (4K)

Not long after, three strangely shaped fighter planes, like alien creations, appeared in the sight of Richard and Mr. Fantastic.

After seeing the three fighter planes, Richard used his super vision and his ability of X-ray vision to take a look at the situation inside the fighter planes.

Although he knew early on that Wakanda had Vibranium and Vibranium technology that far surpassed the outside world, he did not specifically ask anyone to inquire about Wakanda's intelligence.

To put it simply, he doesn't even know whether the king of Wakanda is T'Chaka or T'Challa.

However, this is not something particularly important to him.

No matter who the current king of Wakanda is, it will not affect what he wants to do next.

Unless Wakanda's patron saint, the Black Panther God Buster, comes to the real world in person.

Otherwise, Wakanda would be just a weak country that he could easily destroy.

After seeing that T'Challa was not wearing the Black Panther suit made of vibranium in the Vibranium Fighter, but was wearing the traditional costumes of Wakanda, Richard knew that the current king of Wakanda was not T'Challa, but T'Challa's father T'Chaka.

If T'Challa were the king, he would most likely come here wearing the Black Panther suit instead of the traditional costumes of Wakanda.

Although T'Challa had already taken the heart-shaped grass and obtained the blessing of the black panther god Basta.

But no matter what, he has not yet inherited the throne. He is just the prince of Wakanda, not the king.

If he were to wear the Black Panther suit that only the king is qualified to wear without any scruples, then for the Wakandans who stick to the old ways and cling to old traditions, he would be tarnishing the traditions of Wakanda, thus leaving a very bad impression in the minds of the Wakandans.

Although even if the people are dissatisfied, it will not affect his succession to the throne, it does not mean that he does not need to consider the people's feelings at all.

Soon, the three uniquely shaped vibranium fighter planes arrived in the air dozens of meters away from Richard and Mr. Fantastic.

Then, as they watched, it landed vertically on the grass.

When the Vibranium fighter came to a complete stop, the hatch at the tail of the fighter opened.

T'Challa, wearing traditional Wakanda clothing, and Okoye, captain of the Royal Guard, holding a vibranium spear, walked down from the cabin and walked straight towards Richard and Mr. Fantastic.

After T'Challa and Okoye got off the fighter plane, the Royal Guard members on the other two fighter planes appeared one after another and followed behind them.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wesley, Mr. Richards."

"I am T'Challa, son of the current King T'Chaka, and this is Okoye, captain of the Royal Guard."

"Father sent us to greet you two and bring you to the King's Hall."

Coming in front of Richard and Mr. Fantastic, T'Challa said calmly.

Although Richard had used brute force to destroy Wakanda's most important city shield not long ago, T'Challa's face did not show any anger or dissatisfaction.

In other words, he controlled his expression very well and did not reveal his true thoughts.

After hearing what T'Challa said, Richard said slowly, "Let's go. Don't keep your father waiting."

If possible, Mr. Fantastic would like to explain to T'Challa that he had no ill intentions in this trip and just wanted to take some vibranium back for research.

But unfortunately, he has no such opportunity now.

When Richard came from New York, he no longer had much initiative.

T'Challa said nothing more and gestured for Richard and Mr. Fantastic to come in.

Richard didn't care about the confusion and embarrassment on Mr. Fantastic's face, nor did he pay attention to the hostility on the faces of Okoye and others. He walked calmly towards the vibranium fighter in the middle.

More than a minute later, three vibranium fighters took off vertically and turned to fly towards the royal palace in the capital.

Inside the cabin.

Richard sat there with a calm expression, not worrying at all about whether any accidents might happen in the upcoming meeting.

Unlike Richard who looked calm, Mr. Fantastic looked embarrassed as he looked at T'Challa and Okoye who were sitting opposite him.

From Mr. Fantastic's perspective, he and Richard were now uninvited guests who broke into someone else's home and destroyed the most important defense alarm system in the house.

Although T'Challa didn't say anything and was very polite, he still felt an indescribable embarrassment and embarrassment.

In just a minute or two, the Vibranium fighter plane landed in the square of the palace.

After getting off the cabin, T'Challa and Okoye took Richard and Mr. Fantastic towards the King's Hall.

"Relax, don't be so nervous, it'll be okay."

Richard said to Mr. Fantastic beside him.

"I don't think so."

"Did you see the spears in the hands of those female guards and their expressions? They don't look like they welcome you and me at all."

Mr. Fantastic replied quickly.

If he had been invited to the capital of Wakanda in the normal way, he wouldn't be as reserved as he is now.

But the problem is, it doesn’t look normal at all now.

"It doesn't matter whether they welcome us or not. What matters is whether Wakanda's King T'Chaka welcomes us or not."

"Don't worry, even if the conversation breaks down, I can guarantee that you will return to New York safely. You don't need to worry about being pierced by a vibranium spear."

Richard said with a smile.

He did not deliberately lower his voice, so his words were clearly heard by T'Challa and Okoye.

Okoye was already unhappy with Richard for trespassing into Wakanda and destroying the city's protective shield.

After hearing what Richard said, Okoye, who was leading the way, stopped and knocked the ground hard with the vibranium spear in his hand.

Bang!
The smooth and solid floor tiles shattered with a sound.

Okoye's action not only scared Mr. Fantastic, but also, like an order, caused the surrounding Royal Guards to stop, raise their vibranium spears, and surround Richard and Mr. Fantastic.

Although Okoye didn't say anything, T'Challa had a bad feeling when he heard the sound of her breaking the floor tiles with her vibranium spear.

Before he could speak, Richard's voice rang out.

"Reed, it seems that the captain of the Wakanda Royal Guard does not welcome us very much. I now feel that there is no need to meet with the King of Wakanda. What do you think?"

Richard asked Mr. Fantastic.

"Ms. Okoye was probably just careless. After all, the vibranium spear looks pretty heavy."

In order to prevent things from going in the worst direction, Mr. Fantastic took the initiative to find an excuse for Okoye.

Although Mr. Fantastic kindly gave Okoye a way out, Okoye did not appreciate it.

As soon as Mr. Fantastic finished speaking, Okoye turned around and waved the vibranium spear in his hand, dancing the silver-white vibranium spear with great vigor.

Then, Lightning stabbed out the vibranium spear in his hand.

The vibranium spear flashed through the air like lightning, and finally the tip of the vibranium spear stopped only a few centimeters away from Richard.

Richard had no intention of bothering with the dark and ugly Okoye.

But when Okoye pointed the vibranium spear in his hand at him, he should pay attention.

Not to mention that he hates niggers!
The mere fact that Okoye pointed his weapon at him was enough for him to kill Okoye.

"The spear dance is pretty good, but it's useless and only suitable for performance."

"I'll give you a piece of advice. If you don't have the determination to kill someone, don't show your weapon in front of the enemy."

"Otherwise, you will just look like clowns."

After saying that, Richard mobilized the magic power in his body, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. Snap!
Along with the sound of snapping fingers, more than ten translucent sharp wind blades took shape instantly. Lightning flashed across the necks of Okoye and others, chopping off their heads.

This……

After seeing Richard kill Okoye and others without hesitation, Mr. Fantastic and T'Challa's expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

Under their gaze, Richard said slowly, "Your Highness, don't waste time. Continue to lead the way."

Although T'Challa's control was better than Okoye's, after seeing the indifferent expression on Richard's face, he still showed uncontrollable anger on his face.

Okoye is not only the captain of the Royal Guard that both father and son trust, but he is also the lover of Wakabi, the commander of Wakanda's defense.

"Mr. Wesley, don't you think you've gone a little too far?"

T'Challa resisted the urge to attack and spoke to Richard.

"If you think it's excessive, then just do it."

"But don't blame me for not reminding you. You are the prince of Wakanda. You should know what this identity means without me telling you."

Richard answered calmly.

"Are you threatening me?"

T'Challa replied quickly.

"Do you want me to take your head to see your father?"

"If so, I can satisfy you right now."

Richard said slowly.

If conditions permit, T'Challa really wants to kill Richard immediately.

But he finally endured it.

After taking a few deep breaths and temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart, T'Challa turned and walked towards the King's Hall.

Richard walked past Okoye's body with a calm face, as if what he had just killed was not a human, but a group of insignificant ants.

Although Richard didn't say anything else, Mr. Fantastic could already imagine what the next meeting between Richard and Wakanda King T'Chaka would be like.

Not only that, he had such a strong sense of responsibility that he attributed the deaths of Okoye and others to himself.

In his opinion, if he hadn't come to Wakanda to look for vibranium, Richard wouldn't have followed him.

If Richard hadn't come, Okoye and the others wouldn't have died.

Although Richard might come here alone in the future, at least Okoye and the others will not die today.

With a helpless sigh, Mr. Fantastic followed Richard and T'Challa out of the square.

A few minutes later.

King's Hall.

Richard met T'Chaka, the current king of Wakanda, and several peculiar-looking tribal elders.

Although Richard had just arrived at the King's Hall, T'Chaka had received reports from other members of the Royal Guard before they arrived at the King's Hall, and learned that Richard had killed Okoye and others in the square.

Like T'Challa, T'Chaka was also angry.

But as the king of Wakanda, he suppressed his anger.

"Mr. Wesley, you are not an ordinary person, so I will not say polite words to avoid wasting everyone's time."

"If you are here for vibranium and vibranium technology, I can give you some vibranium and related vibranium technology for free."

"If your goal is to completely conquer Wakanda, you can just say so."

"Although we are not as powerful as you, the Wakandans are not afraid of death in order to protect their homeland!"

T'Chaka is worthy of being the King of Wakanda. His words were neither humble nor arrogant, and full of momentum.

However, to Richard, T'Chaka's words sounded like typical bluffing.

If T'Chaka was really that powerful, T'Challa and Okoye would not have come with the Royal Guard to greet him and Mr. Fantastic, but would have come to capture the two of them.

Since T'Chaka didn't do this, it is enough to show that T'Chaka is not as strong as he appears.

"Not afraid of death?"

"Very good, I like to fight against opponents who are not afraid of death!"

"Since your majesty has said so, let's start the war!"

After saying that, Richard immediately mobilized his magic power, and the blue and white magic power wrapped around his body like flames.

Although he was only using his magic power now and had not yet used any skills or displayed any superpowers, everyone in the King's Hall, except Mr. Fantastic, felt an indescribable sense of horrible oppression.

Richard, who did not play by the rules, directly disrupted T'Chaka's plan, causing T'Chaka, who was sitting on the vibranium throne, to show a surprised expression.

"and many more!"

Less than two seconds later, T'Chaka's voice rang out again.

"what happened?"

"Don't tell me you regret it?"

Richard said with a smile.

If I were to make a list of the races that he hates in the Marvel Universe, the Wakandans would undoubtedly be at the top of the list.

Although the Wakandans are also from Earth, the impression they gave him was extremely bad.

Arrogant and self-righteous!
They possess vibranium technology that far exceeds that of the outside world, but like the primitive tribes, they use single combat to decide who will own the throne.

Use the most advanced weapons and fight the most primitive hand-to-hand combat.

Although it has made no contribution to the world, it is only isolated and looks down on other countries, thinking that none of them are as good as Wakanda.

Even if the Wakandans were white instead of black, the behavior they displayed would be equally disgusting.

"Uh...war is the last resort."

“Before we go to war, perhaps we can reach an agreement in other ways to avoid the war.”

T'Chaka said without changing his expression.

"Agreed?"

"I don't think I can reach a so-called consensus with you."

Richard said slowly.

"Everything can be discussed. How do you know it won't work if you don't try it?"

T'Chaka continued.

After hearing T'Chaka's answer, Richard said with disdain: "You just said that Wakandans are not afraid of death. I haven't even made a move yet, and you're afraid."

"Your performance is very disappointing!"

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(End of this chapter)