After calculating a few parameters, Mr. Fantastic held up three fingers, meaning that the troops outside had three hours to roam freely before reactivating the communication system.

Among the six, Stark can fly with armor, Doctor Strange's cloak can fly, Professor Charles's wheelchair has a levitation function, and Namor can fly with his own abilities.

Only Mr. Fantastic and Black Panther are slightly less powerful.

Mr. Fantastic brought his own black technology products, no wings, no operating sticks, boxy and silvery-white, like a box-like flying machine.

Not to mention that this thing is incredibly fast, it can also fly in space.

Looking at the Fantastic Four logo on the appearance of the aircraft, he couldn't help but sigh, he once thought about taking his son to space exploration in the future, but now he can't be with his daughter-in-law, and his son won't think about it for a short time.

Calling the Black Panthers, the six of them stealthily bypassed the large army assembled in Wakanda and flew towards the depths of the palace.

Doctor Strange cast invisibility on several people, but the changes in the airflow passing at high speed could not hide them, and their actions were discovered by Wakanda.

The ground detection device scanned the sky for a while, and the human eyesight would be deceived by magic, but the machine would not, and the six people could not be seen, and three silver warplanes of Wakanda were dispatched, roaring to hunt them.

"They are still my people, but they are being bewitched by a small group of people, please don't kill people." Before the battle, the Black Panther was still restricting his own movements, but fortunately, several of them had a virgin heart, and except for Namor, who was dissatisfied, the rest of them nodded in support of this statement.

"I'll take care of them." Professor Charles is not the usual kind image at this time, as long as he leaves the leech potion, the darkness in his heart will breed, if he blindly suppresses it, he will have to blacken in the end, and now someone makes himself 'cool' twice, he thinks this is also a way to vent negative emotions.

Controlling the three pilots to fly the plane together, watching the violent explosion, he felt a burst of joy in his heart, which was the satisfaction obtained from the hearty release of the power after being bound for decades, and the comfort of it could not be described in words.

However, he also kept the bottom line, just look at the fireworks explosion, and did not kill him, and the three Wakanda pilots parachuted in time, which can be regarded as an escape.

"Frontier tribes! War! "Thousands of frontier clan warriors wearing blue cloaks stopped the six, all of them armed with scimitars and cloaks that could resist energy attacks, like a thick wall, standing in front of the palace gate to block the path of several people.

"My brothers, you are on the wrong path." The panther was heartbroken, he didn't know why his compatriots still didn't understand him when he had done so much to bridge the gap.

The River tribes were in trouble, followed by the frontier tribes, and it was the cooperation of the two races, the neutral merchant tribes and the mining tribes that had to be coerced into the rebellion.

Several major tribes have been intermarried for a long time, and the connection between them is too close, and casual relations are relatives, and if the river tribe and the frontier tribe are bent on rebellion, they really can't stop it.

"I'll control them." Professor Charles put two fingers on his forehead, and his spiritual power had already found the leader of the frontier tribe, and now he was talking to the panther just for the unity of this small team.

In the next moment, I saw a ball of fire erupt on the tattooed tribal leader's body, and the mind control was obviously blocked.

"Several tribal leaders have heart control devices." Black Panther won't say these things are designed to protect against your abilities.

"Kill! Kill them! The tattooed leader of the frontier clan put on a brooch again, and he roared and led the charge towards Professor Charles.

The leader has a defensive heart control on him, but he doesn't have it on the creeps, right?

Professor Charles silently controlled hundreds of more soldiers, and they all counterattacked backwards, and the originally rock-solid formation instantly became fragmented.

"We're attacking too!" Stark dropped his armor and blasted energy with his hands, knocking down the rushing tribal soldiers.

The frontier tribes have long been excluded from Wakanda's power structure, and their dissatisfaction with the royal family has long reached a peak, and several black warriors are desperate to rush forward with energy cannons.

Stark had to lift up and pull away.

The gap he exposed after his ascension was occupied by Namor, the Atlantean prince who had been locked up by S.H.I.E.L.D. for several years, and was indeed insane at first, but recently there was a tendency to recover, not too irritating, he was usually normal.

Seeing several black men rushing in front of him, he didn't even want to clench his fists and beat one of them away.

His strength was so great that the black young man who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was punched by him and flew more than ten meters, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

A tribal warrior with a somewhat old face who seemed to be the elder of the youth, he shouted, and the hatred of the country and the family gathered together, ignoring the difference in strength between himself and Namor, and swung his scimitar in a gesture that was almost the same.

Namor is an Atlantean mutant with a fully enhanced physical fitness, and his combat power on land has been reduced by half, but it is far stronger than these ordinary people, his left leg is bent, and his knee is aimed at the old soldier's lower abdomen for a knee.

The panther reached out and slammed his knee and stunned the veteran with a skillful elbow before turning to Namor, "I said you weren't allowed to hurt anyone!" They are my people! ”

The smell of gunpowder between the two was extremely strong, and after a stalemate of three seconds, the panther took a step back first, and Namor also didn't want to make the relationship too stiff, and also restrained his strength in the ensuing attack.

Thousands of people on the other side want to hack them to death, and they still have to keep their hands, that is, these people are strong, and ordinary people are so virgin hanging.

"Dr. Strange, I never knew you were so strong? Have you been hiding in New York City? ”

Stark was also looking at these temporary partners after fighting, it was not surprising that Black Panther and Namor were fighting with their bodies, and Professor Charles only had mental power to use, so he controlled dozens of tribal warriors to turn against him, which was normal.

And Mr. Fantastic basically doesn't have much combat power, and he is now tinkering with a device while defending, and Doctor Strange's attack is the most gorgeous of the six.

"Ever thought about giving yourself a code name? Why don't you cover your face? Are you still ready to continue working as a doctor? Stark asked questions as he played.

The two had known each other before, but at that time they were each other's identities as rich men and doctors, and they had never heard of any extraordinary powers from this doctor.

But now Stark said that he couldn't understand Doctor Strange's combat style, and the armor data was quickly calculating his energy level and secretly measuring the way to counteract.