Valkyrie of the Marvel Universe

T'Challa has been very busy these days. If he hadn't reached the 50th heaven, and his body and spirit have far surpassed human beings, he would have been exhausted.

Eric left a lot of mess, and he didn't have Eric's courage to cut through the mess quickly, so he could only deal with it with the gentle method within the rules, and then he was cornered and cornered.

Now Wakanda is full of people looking for trouble.

When Eric was here before, no one dared to say no, but when it was T'Challa's turn, the group of people suddenly jumped out.

Now there are a large number of parades outside every day, some protesting the wanton killing of civilians, some protesting against the plundering of wealth, some commemorating the murdered compatriots, and some demanding Wakanda for national compensation... There are so many things, and so on.

What also made him sad was that in these parades, besides the white ones, there were also black ones.

What made him even more embarrassed was that some people shouted the words of severely punishing the murderer. The murderer they want to punish is not just Eric alone, but includes all fighters who participated in wars and slaughtered gangsters during Eric's time.

And these fighters are the elite of Wakanda, it is impossible for Techara to hand them all over, even if they are indeed criminals.

T'Challa has dealt with them internally, deprived them of their status as guards, sentenced them to hard labor, imprisonment, etc., but they cannot be handed over to the families of the victims to vent their anger, otherwise the border tribes will make trouble first.

He tried to mediate, informed everyone of the verdict, asked the relevant personnel to sincerely admit their mistakes, and hoped to obtain the understanding of the victim's family. But it is obvious that everyone has different positions, no one cares about his thoughts, and no one is willing to forgive. They just want the murderer to be sentenced to death.

T'Challa really wants to keep these guys out of the border, but he can't because he is the "Wakanda Mahatma" and he has to set an example for his people.

Not only can he not drive this group of people away, but he must also provide them with food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even medical services. Now Wakanda is already busy with these things every day.

T'Challa has been troubled by this matter these days, but starting today, he is relieved because... Eric is back.

When Eric returned to Wakanda, before seeing the ruins of the unreconstructed palace, a group of people with different skin colors formed different parades, waving flags and shouting slogans.

He listened carefully in the sky, listening to his ears full of lifeless nonsense, and even saw someone throwing stones at the guards at the gate of the palace, and those guards could only defend themselves with a vibrating gold cloak with a sullen face. Can't fight back.

"T'Challa is on the street!"

"Turning Wakanda into a place where everyone can be bullied!"

"Just in time, it's better for these bastards to come to the stage than to make trouble behind the scenes. Watch me get rid of a group of pests for Wakanda today!"

Eric snorted coldly, and fell sharply, hitting the parade heavily.

He already regarded Wakanda as his own, so in order to prevent the shock wave from hurting his men, he deliberately controlled his strength.

The impact generated when it fell turned the surrounding marchers into a pool of mud, but when it reached the Wakanda warriors who maintained order outside, the shock wave became much weaker. As long as the vibrating gold cloak was raised, it would naturally Like a spring breeze blowing, there is no threat.

"Haha... T'Challa, I'm back!"

"You bastard!"

"You were actually bullied by a group of happy people to the door, so you beat and scolded all the time and didn't even talk back. Why didn't you just stay in your basement and eat slop? Why did you jump out?"

"Warriors of Wakanda! Your King Eric Killmonger is back! Ready to overthrow the useless King T'Challa?"

A white light rose from a corner behind the palace, quickly flew towards Eric, and stopped in the air in front of him. It was T'Challa wearing the white leopard armor.

Both sides are concerned that the battle will affect Wakanda, so they are very restrained.

"Eric, let's go to outer space to fight! This time, we are bound to fight each other to the death and live forever. Do you dare?"

"Okay! It's a deal! Never die!"

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous, and the two of them went straight to outer space without talking nonsense.

After leaving the atmosphere and entering the void, the two rushed together fiercely, using all their strength, vowing to kill each other on the spot.

Simply comparing the realm of strength, both of them are now fifty heavens, but T'Challa is even better with the seventy-five heavens of the white leopard armor. Only the first blow blasted Eric's arm heavily, Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. But in the exploded arm, what was exposed was the arm bone wrapped in a vibrating gold membrane.

Relying on the support of the gold diaphragm, Eric managed to survive the first blow without losing his right arm.

After the first blow, Eric was so confident that he laughed and screamed, "T'Challa, see?"

"Your white leopard armor is amazing, but it's just an outer armor, and mine is an inner armor!"

"The improvement of your outer armor depends on technology, while the improvement of my inner armor depends on combat teeth!"

"Your outer armor has an upper limit, but my inner armor has no upper limit!"

"Is the seventy-five heavens amazing?"

"Watch me explode the seeds for you to see!"

"The magnetic field rotates... fifty-one heavens!"

Amidst the frantic shouts, Eric broke through as soon as the battle started.

"see it?"

"This is the power above the limit!"

"Own strength mouth teeth!"

"Soon you will realize, 'The weakness of all armor is always the people inside the armor', what does this sentence mean!"

"Let's fight again!"

"Come help me break through my teeth!"

While yelling wildly, Eric attacked T'Challa like a maniac, facing T'Challa's counterattack without fear, facing the bombardment head-on.

After being bombarded again and again until his body was broken and his flesh was flying, Eric relied on the existence of the vibrating gold inner armor to survive.

And after repeatedly being bombarded, healed, bombed again, and healed again, Eric's realm also rose, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, which in turn boosted Eric's confidence and made him feel better. He became more and more insane, more and more crazy.

"Shut your teeth!"

"That's how fighting should be!"

"Go eat dust and mouth teeth! T'Challa!"

T'Challa also realized the seriousness of the problem, and his attack became more and more serious, but the existence of the Zhenjin inner armor, like a bug, can always protect Eric's body, especially the critical head and The chest was tightly wrapped by the vibrating gold inner armor, without leaking anything.

The battle between the two turned into a protracted battle that lasted for several months.