Marvel: Unlimited Possession

"Hmph, very good, you have successfully angered me, stupid and ignorant mortal, as punishment, I will take back the power given to you, until you realize how stupid your behavior is and pray to me. !"

Inside the antique shop, Li Ran's inner thoughts flashed.

On the other side, Immorton, who was attached to the back of Chang Amir's hand, let out a cold snort.

Immediately afterwards, Chang Emir, who was determined to go his own way, found that the powerful power that had emerged in his body began to weaken in an instant, and the pitch-black [Scarab Mark] branded on the back of his hand also faded, and finally only a faint mark remained on him. hand.

"No, High Priest, just give me a little more time, a little more!"

Feeling that his control over the scarabs was weakening, the excited expression on Chang Amir's face changed.

Immediately woke up, his actions obviously angered the power of that thing in the pyramid.

However, looking at Tchaka in front of him, there was still a bit of unwillingness in his eyes.

Just a little bit, he will be able to complete the revenge he has dreamed of for years.

"The strength has weakened?"

Chang Amir's transformation was not only his own, but T'Chaka, who had been under attack by scarabs, apparently also noticed something different.

Although, the joints are not clear, but this does not prevent T'chaka from making a counterattack.

Waving his sharp claws to penetrate the scarab beetles wrapped in layers in front of him, Tchaka used his pale eyes to lock on Chang Amir who seemed to be distracted in front of him, and then the vibrating additional cushions on the soles of the boots instantly changed the frequency and broke through Surrounded by scarabs, it turned into a dark shadow and rushed in front of Chang Emir.

"what?!"

Looking at Tchaka who broke through the scarab, Chang Emir's panic because of the dissipated power in his body instantly turned into panic, and he used the power of the [Scarab Seal] that was left on the back of his hand, and he controlled the power of the scarab. The scarab in the distance took a defensive stance.

However, obviously, without the powerful power supply of the [Scarab Seal], Chang Emir's weak power alone would not be able to freely control the scarab to make rapid defenses.

Although the Scarab's flying speed is not weak, it is obviously half a beat slower than T'Chaka's rapid attack.

In the blink of an eye, Tchaka, who was wearing a Zhenjin battle suit, rushed to Chang Emir and waved his claws. The sharp metal claws of his fingertips radiated a black luster under the moonlight. Violently grabbed towards Chang Amir's face.

"what…"

T'Chaka went down with a claw, with blood splattering everywhere.

Chang Amir covered his face and let out a shrill scream. He felt that his left eye was completely blinded by T'Chaka's claw.

At this time, the scarab under the control of his remaining power was worthy of returning to Chang Amir and wrapping it up.

"I will definitely come back, T'Chaka, and then it will be the moment of Wakanda's demise."

Covering his injured face, Chang Amir looked at Tchaka in front of him, and the only remaining eyes flashed with astonishing hatred.

The next moment, controlling the scarab beetle on his body, Chang Emir climbed into the air with difficulty, and finally disappeared into the dark night sky.

Just kidding, without the power of the scarab, he is just an ordinary person.

Especially under the power of the [Scarab Seal], Chang Amir's body may not be as good as that of ordinary people.

Under such circumstances, he had no idea of ​​continuing to fight with T'Chaka.

After all, he came to Wakanda to keep, not to die.

"what is this?"

Chang Emir's escape was not only beyond T'Chaka's expectations, but also made those mercenaries in Wakandane who attacked under his coercion dumbfounded.

Seeing the disappearing figure of Emil Chang, Ulysses Crow twitched the corner of his mouth.

Turning his head to look at T'Chaka, who was staring at them, Ulysses Crow quickly realized that it was not a good time to be in a daze.

Even Chang Amir, who holds such a powerful force, is no match for the Black Panthers, let alone their mercenaries. Knowing this, Ulysses Crow's face changed immediately, and he shouted: "One by one What is he doing, he still doesn't give me a retreat, damn, what the **** is this guy doing, Chang Emir, he has performed so well in front of me, and he can't even hold on to the Black Panther for a few minutes..."

"King, why not pursue these **** invaders?"

Reluctantly using the spear for support, Okoye moved her body with difficulty and came to T'Chaka's side. She looked at the mercenaries who were hurriedly retreating with a puzzled look on her face.

In her opinion, even the most threatening Chang Amir was repelled by T'Chaka. To deal with the mere mercenaries in front of her, T'Chaka would have no effort at all.

"The situation is not suitable, and..."

Facing Okoye's question, Tchaka's silent voice came from under the black panther's mask.

As the last retreating mercenary disappeared outside the Wakanda territory, Tchaka, who had been in an attacking stance, shook his body and suddenly fell to the ground.

"King Tchaka?!"

Seeing Tchaka's appearance, Okoye realized that it was not that the king was unwilling to pursue these mercenaries who offended Wakanda, but that his situation did not support this approach.

Breathing heavily, he took off the black panther mask on his head. What was revealed under the mask was T'Chaka's sweaty and tired face.

Although he has been working hard to maintain his strength, T'Chaka is no longer young after all, and the years of battle have left him with large and small injuries. In the past, with Wakanda's powerful medical technology, he barely suppressed these old injuries, but Chang Amir's attack was obviously beyond the range that Tchaka could bear.

He forcibly broke through the scarab's siege and launched a counterattack. Although he succeeded in repelling Chang Amir, who had obtained mysterious power, it also obviously affected the old wounds that T'Chaka had been suppressing in his body.

"Notify the rest of the patrol and treat the injured, including you, Okoye. Your injury is very serious."

A few minutes later, suppressing the pain that erupted on his body, T'Chaka put on the mask again and turned into the Panther, the patron saint of Wakanda.

As a king, he can't make mistakes, and there's no time for injury either.

Shaking to steady his steps, T'Chaka gave an order to Okoye, who was also bruised beside him.

After speaking, T'Chaka took his own steps and resolutely rushed towards other places that might be attacked.

"King Tchaka."

Silently watching T'Chaka's disappearing back, Okoye looked down at her scarred body. At this moment, she hated her weakness immensely.

As the king's most important personal guard, he could not fight side by side with the king.

…

bang—

Controlling the scarabs left on his body as a buffer, Chang Emir fell from the air and landed on the ground ruthlessly.

Covering the scar on his face, the severe pain coming from his face made Chang Amir's expression almost distorted.

T'Chaka's claw was extremely powerful, and the sharp claw tip scratched his face and blinded one of his eyes at the same time.

"Tchaka!"

With a deep resentment on his face, Chang Amir lowered his head and glanced at the vague mark on the back of his hand, twitching the corners of his eyes.

"Great, merciful, high priest, your humble and stupid servant begs you to forgive me for my previous offense..."

Chang Amir knew very well that Immorton took a lot of responsibility for the sudden turn of events. However, Chang Amir knew better that if he lost the power of the [Scarab Seal] bestowed by Immorton, the revenge he expected would not have the slightest chance.

Therefore, covering the painful scar on his face, he still made a humble plea, hoping that the trace of consciousness left by Imorton in the [Scarab Seal] could forgive his previous actions and give his power back.

After experiencing the powerful and fascinating power of the scarab, Chang Amir could no longer adapt to his fragile body.

In the antique shop, feel Chang Amir's pleading.

Li Ran curled his lips. He naturally knew that what Chang Emil did was not really a wake-up call, but simply because of his desire for power.

However, it doesn't matter, the reason why he chose the other party was not to transform the other party into a good person.

In fact, Li Ran made a successful attempt by using the [Scarab Seal] to show his power on Chang Amir.

And got a relatively gratifying result, that is, as long as it can bring a deep enough impression, even if it is not directly revealed like Immorton, it can also bring him fame. Such a result will undoubtedly make Li Ran's next way of gaining fame more diverse.

Inside the antique shop, Li Ran was thinking about how to use more methods to gain fame.

"…"

On the other side, facing Emir Chang who was begging for the brand on the back of his hand, Immorton, who had been silent for a long time, finally responded.

"Benevolence?"

As if amused by a certain statement of Chang Emir, a huge sarcastic laughter sounded in his mind: "For me, there are many descriptions and curses, but kindness absolutely does not exist, the fact Come on, all I gave you before was the last bit of kindness left."

"Your High Priest!"

Chang Emil was concerned about whether Immorton was kind or not. Hearing the disappearing voice of the master resounded again, a wave finally appeared on his distorted face.

"To be honest, stupid servant, I am quite dissatisfied with your previous actions. Your ignorance even made me doubt whether it is right to give you power..."

"Please don't doubt, the great high priest, my previous behavior was completely dazzled by the powerful power you gave me, I hope you can forgive the mistakes of such a humble existence, after all, for the great you For me, it's just an insignificant power, but for the humble me, it's already a powerful force that I can't reach in my life. I believe that in the face of this unparalleled power, no matter how firm the existence is, it will be shaken. , but now I'm different, I swear, it won't happen again like before..."

It could be seen that Chang Amir was obviously afraid.

As the old saying goes, only when you lose it, you know how to cherish it.

It was precisely because he had felt the unparalleled power in the [Scarab Seal] that Chang Amir felt incomparably painful to lose this power.

"Do you think that just from what you say, I will believe you, my stupid servant?"

"Actually, for me, your so-called revenge doesn't seem to be a problem at all, all I care about is your ignorance. After I gave you such a powerful power, you still only think about the revenge in front of you. ."

"I let you down, great high priest."

"Now, you have already experienced the failure of revenge. If you still hope to gain the power of the [Scarab Seal], then, take the pain of failure, leave here and go elsewhere, I can feel the breakthrough that made me break through The opportunity for the seal is somewhere."

Raising his hand, he touched his eyeball that was shattered under the sharp claws of the black panther.

Turning his only remaining eye, relying only on the sight of one eye, still makes Chang Amir difficult to use.

Immorton's order to let him leave was not what Chang Amir hoped in his heart.

Now that his heart is filled with new hatred and old hatred, if he can, he even wants to attack Wakanda as soon as he regains his power.

However, thinking of the previous scene where the power of the [Scarab Seal] disappeared, Chang Amir's expression could not help but go silent.

The power of the [Scarab Seal] is his only chance for revenge.

If he loses this opportunity, he will never have the possibility to fight back against Wakanda and T'Chaka.

"…"

Therefore, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was silent for a long time, but Chang Amir suppressed the hatred in his heart and gritted his teeth: "If all this is what you expected, High Priest, then, as your humble servant , what position do I have against it, everything is as you wish."

"Very good, I hope this time, you won't let me down again, stupid mortal, my patience is limited."

As the roaring voice fell, under Chang Emir's one-eyed gaze, the original vague brand on the back of his hand became clear again, and then he felt the power dissipated in his body also return.

Swinging an arm, the scarab that had dissipated reappeared on its own, surrounding him, showing the same control as before.

Feeling that the power of the [Scarab Seal] was lost and regained, this time Chang Emir did not dare to make any mistakes, he put on a respectful expression and replied to the voice in his mind: "Thank you, the great high priest, I promise. , you won't be disappointed again."

"hope so."

In response, Chang Amir let out a cold snort in his mind, which made his brain tingle for a while.

"Then, High Priest, what exactly are you talking about?"

Enduring the sting, Chang Amir continued to ask respectfully.

Following his inquiry, Immorton immediately showed the location he had prepared in his mind.

"This is…"

Looking at the location told by Immorton, Chang Amir's face subconsciously showed a surprised expression.

"…New York?"

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