Chapter 335: Marvel: Starting by Awakening the Small Universe Chapter 174

"Exactly."

"They must be afraid."

"Right!"

"Long live Wakanda!"

"Long live!!"

The chiefs from several major tribes whispered, from the initial speculation, to the final firmness, and then to the same excitement and carnival, it took less than ten seconds.

Instantly, the entire conference room also became an ocean of carnival.

Only the new King T'Challa, who was sent to London to study when he was young and had now taken the heart-shaped herb and put on the Black Panther suit, sat on his throne without saying a word, watching the chiefs who had entered carnival mode in just ten seconds.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

The chiefs felt they were very happy.

But T'Challa didn't think so, and even felt they were a bit noisy.

Just then.

The guard chief of the Dora Milaje, holding a vibranium spear and wearing a vibranium collar around her neck, looking like a giraffe, walked in from the outside in a hurry, ignoring several carnival chiefs, and walked straight to the side of the new King T'Challa, saying in a low voice: "New York operation failed."

The new King T'Challa raised his head and looked at the reporting guard chief with a 'swish'.

The next second.

T'Challa took a deep breath, stood up from his King's throne with a 'swoosh', took the guard chief, and walked straight past the chiefs who were still continuing to carnival, coming to the combat command room of the palace.

The combat command room of the palace was also busy.

In one monitor after another projected into mid-air, the joint forces that were retreating rapidly like a forced march were displayed.

Just as T'Challa led his guard chief into the command room, the screens in the command room rang crazily.

"Detected super strong energy signal approaching rapidly."

"Matching."

"There is a result, Hawk... data updating!"

"Hawk Phoenix, New Yorker, last energy signal appeared... Wakanda."

"Energy signal location has been located."

"Pull it out!"

Accompanied by the efforts of the Wakandan all-female technology team, the S. H. I. E. L. D. satellite that was also secretly shot into outer space by Wakanda soon located Hawk's current position.

But...

After the position image came out, the busy Wakandans fell into a brief silence.

The first time T'Challa saw the image, he instantly turned and left the combat command center behind him and came outside.

Then looked up.

Coming into view.

Ten thousand miles high in the sky, Hawk's figure was natural, floating with a blank expression.

Black Panther T'Challa looked at Hawk ten thousand miles above, almost gritting his teeth, and squeezed out two words from his throat with a voice that wished he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Hawk!!"

"..."

Hawk, who was ten thousand miles high in the sky, waiting for the last batch of joint soldiers to retreat, seemed to perceive it and looked over following the gaze cast at him.

Coming into view.

He saw a black savage standing on the bluestone slab of the Wakanda palace, looking up and meeting his gaze.

"Whoa."

"This savage's gaze is so fierce."

"Did I kill your father or destroy your country?"

"Forget it."

"Not important."

Hawk's thoughts turned, just glanced at this unknown black savage, and then withdrew his gaze.

He didn't take this unknown black savage to heart at all.

After all, there were many people who hated him.

Compared to Mephisto, who hated him relatively much, what kind of onion was this unknown black savage?

The most important point.

Time was up.

It was time to send Wakanda on its way.

Hawk looked at the joint force soldiers who were still a little bit away from retreating to a safe distance, and didn't intend to indulge them.

After all, thirty minutes promised was thirty minutes.

The next second!

The projection of the Phoenix phantom appeared behind him, looking golden on the surface, but actually just a bronze-looking Phoenix Cloth appeared in the raging fire.

Although he now had the latest Black Phoenix Surplice.

But...

What level was Wakanda to be able to compare with Mephisto? Was it worthy of him wearing the Black Phoenix Surplice?

Send Wakanda to the funeral!

The Phoenix Cloth that looked like a fake was enough.

At this very moment.

On the ground, Black Panther T'Challa, who watched Hawk just glance at himself indifferently and then ignore himself, felt his inner anger completely explode.

But just then.

T'Challa looked at the Phoenix Cloth revealed ten thousand miles high in the sky, his brain running crazily, thinking of the joint forces that were retreating in a crazy forced march, a most impossible possibility emerged in his mind, and his face instantly changed drastically as he rushed into the command room behind him.

His voice was somewhat broken!

"Activate the vibranium shield, notify all clansmen to return to the city immediately!"

"Fast!"

"..."