"That's great!"

Dante smiled happily.

"I'm sure I can get a lot out of this herb!"

As soon as the words fell, Dante couldn't wait to throw the heart-shaped herb into his mouth, and he was so fast that King Tchaka couldn't stop him!

"Dante, this, this herb must be crushed before you can take it!"

T'Chaka shouted anxiously, and after hearing his words, Dante was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask, the next moment, a disgusting taste of death was transmitted from his mouth to his head, and he ...... vomit!

Dante almost didn't spit it out, this taste is more unpalatable than cat feces after being dried and ground into powder, boiled in water for half an hour, mixed with snot and thick phlegm, 300 ml boiled into golden brown!

"Holy, oh my god, what the hell is this!"

Dante let out a howl, and he fell to the ground in disgust, if he hadn't slammed his fist into the ground of Wakanda too hard, I'm afraid he would have started rolling at this point!

"I've never eaten anything so bad, hell, I ate it the wrong way, should this thing be crushed, T'Chaca, will I not be able to gain strength if I eat it in the wrong way!"

"No!"

"Then I really admire you, you have to crush such an unpalatable thing to make its flavor further diffuse!"

Dante retched for a long time and gave a thumbs up to T'Chaca, who immediately explained.

"No, Dante, you're mistaken, the heart-shaped herb will taste the most disgusting in the world when eaten whole, but it becomes a little sweet when crushed!"

"Fack!"

Dante scolded depressedly, before he could say anything, the next moment there were countless purple and silver-white mixed flames on his body, this flame surrounded Dante entirely, this flame made everyone nearby quickly retreat, only to see Dante standing in the middle of the more and more spreading flames, he let out a painful wail, and a huge silver-white magic phantom appeared from behind him!

Dante only felt that every drop of blood in his body was burning, every fiber of his was strengthening, his magic was growing rapidly, and the silver-white phantom was gradually approaching Dante's body, and the phantom was integrated into Dante's body little by little!

"Boom!"

Dante's right arm slammed into the ground, and countless cracks appeared on the ground centered on him, which continued to spread, and the startled T'Chaka instantly picked up the people around him and ran up, until they stopped, everything within a radius of 100 meters near Dante was completely shaken into powder by Dante, and only the arena made of vibranium still existed in the square just now, and the boulders on the ground had already become grains of sand!

"This, that's amazing power!"

T'Chaka saw Dante quiet, he put everyone on the ground, at this moment, even the great scientist Xiao Su Rui stared at the destruction caused by Dante with wide eyes and amazement, some things are not seen with your own eyes, you will never feel his shock, just like now!

"Your Majesty!"

Elder Zu Rui couldn't help but speak.

"I have questioned your offer to give Dante a heart-shaped herb before, but now, I think you are a wise step, I believe that Wakanda will have an incomparably powerful friend in the future, especially since he and we are not in the same realm, we have always lacked friends in the occult realm, and now we have!"

"Even in the occult realm, I believe Dante is the best of the best, I haven't had the pleasure of meeting the Immortals, but I don't think the Demon Hunters are weaker than the Immortals, Zuri. ”

T'Chaka said solemnly, his words made Zuri nod, and at this moment, the silent Dante stood up violently!

"The Demon Phantom has begun to transform into a Demon Man!"

Dante looked excitedly at his right arm that had changed into a silver-white armor, this arm had already begun to transform into a demon, but unfortunately Dante's current energy had not yet reached the level of a demigod, and the transformation of the demon could not be fully transformed.

"Thirty-eight million, I didn't expect that in this world, I only took two months to recover thirty-eight million energy, or it won't be long before I can have the strength of a demigod and gain the power to wander in the universe!"

Dante said softly, and as he spoke, he gently clenched his silver-white right fist, and when the five fingers were clenched together, the air suddenly rang out with a loud bang, and a small shockwave appeared in the middle of Dante's fist.

"It feels great!"

Dante snorted softly, he slowly withdrew his strength, only to see that the arm of his right hand gradually returned to normal, the magic phantom first drilled out of that arm, then returned to Dante's back, and finally dissipated, the purple flame on Dante's body was finally swallowed by the silver white, and the flame that completely recovered to silver white also gradually dispersed, and he finally returned to his original appearance!

However, at this time, he has a little more!

I saw Dante walk aside, he picked up his two pistols from the ruins he had just caused, only to see flames come out of his hands again, this flame crawled down his palm to the gun, the metal-colored vibranium pistol suddenly turned into pure white, and the body of the gun also had countless patterns under the effect of Dante's magic.

"My ebony and white ivory are finally ready, haha!"

Dante carried the black and white pistols in his hand in a dashing manner, and then, Dante gently inserted the two guns into the holster on his waist!

When the dust settled, Dante came to T'Chaca, rubbed his head, and smiled bitterly at T'Chaca.

"I'm sorry I accidentally turned this place into this!"

"It's nothing, we're all honored to see your godlike power, the luncheon is about to begin, Dante, this may be my son's last meal in Wakanda in the next ten years, join me!"

"It's an honor!"

Dante said as he gently hugged T'Chaka in Wakanda's tradition, and then Dante and T'Chaka went to the banquet together.

But this banquet is not as harmonious as imagined, the protagonist T'Challa who was supposed to appear here ran away, without the presence of the protagonist, countless Wakanda people are sitting there in a daze and dare not eat, only the dance team is dancing Wakanda's unique dance, no one commands, they will never stop!

"Okoye, find T'Challa, today is his day!"

When King T'Chaka saw this scene, he shouted sternly to Okyeh, only to see the female captain of the guard put her left wrist to her mouth and whispered something to the liaison, and when she finished the call, Okeye stood beside the old king and told the old king and the elders about T'Challa.

"He's in the medical center, and Nakia is badly injured!"

"But that's not why he's late!"

T'Chaka cursed, and he frowned and shouted at his people.

"T'Challa is getting acquainted with his new powers, and he is preparing for his imminent journey, my people, take up your wine and bless my children!"

"Long live the King!"

The feast began when the queen Ramanda and the elders were seated, and T'Chaka left the banquet angrily, and he rushed to the treatment center with Okoye, and saw T'Challa sitting nervously.

"What are you doing?"

T'Challa shouted, which made T'Challa quickly stand up, his body covered with the sweat left over from the fight, and the panther's tattoo glistened under the sweat, even if he defeated a hundred lions, his body was unharmed at this time.

"Father, Nagia, Tanya, Tilya, why the hell did Tilya walk into the arena and give me that damn potion, today is my coming-of-age ceremony, it's my battle, they shouldn't die in this battle!"

"That's their own choice, and it's our eternal tradition, those who sit in high positions must pay more than ordinary people, T'Challa!"

"This kind of sacrifice shouldn't be their young lives, father, we are all wrong, you shouldn't let them into the arena, I shouldn't be as weak as I am now, I failed to protect them!"

"It's their own choice, as you said, I don't have the right to throw them into the Colosseum, I don't have the right to take them out of there, I don't have the right to decide their own choice, and so do you, T'Challa, now, put on your panther suit and go to the banquet where you should go, and don't forget that you have to leave when the banquet is over!"

"However, Nakia has not recovered yet, and I must watch her wake up!"

"Your gaze will not make her recover faster, and it is not your duty to protect her alone, you are the prince of Wakanda, the future king, tell me, T'Challa, do you know what you have to do!"

"I know, but ......!"

"Go and change my clothes when you're clear, go quickly!"

T'Chaka punched T'Challa in the face, and even if T'Challa took the heart-shaped herb, he was also smashed back two steps against the wall!

"Go and put on your robes, and say goodbye to your mother, your elders, and your people, and before I die, you don't want to set foot in this land again, you are the future king, the future black panther, T'Challa, you have to be more rational than before!"

"Yes!"

T'Challa nodded with difficulty, he silently walked out of the medical center, and when he went out, he couldn't help but glance back, Nagiya was lying on the automatic medical system, T'Challa looked at Najiya's slightly frowning face, almost stupid.

Half an hour later, on the ordinary plane provided by Wakanda, Dante was tasting Wakanda's special rhinoceros jerky, which tasted a little spicy and very chewy, which made Dante keep smacking.

"Uh-huh, young man, you still can't forget the battle just now?"

Dante asked, as he threw the jerky in his hand at T'Challa, who was sitting on the opposite side, and T'Challa was always frowning, even if the jerky was thrown into his mouth by Dante, he was just silently chewing.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, T'Challa, what are you thinking, woman's death?"

"They don't deserve to die, they're so young, they're so beautiful, they deserve a happier life!"

T'Challa snapped back to Dante, and his words made Dante sneer.

"Yes, I think they should have survived, but you bastard don't think it's because of you why they died!"

"Because of me, yes, it's all because of me, it's all me!"

"That's right, T'Challa, you are too weak, if you can kill those lions in an instant, how can they die in front of you!"

Dante said coldly, and his words made T'Challa return to his decadent appearance just now, until the plane landed in Los Angeles, until Dante dragged the stupid T'Challa to the University of California, Los Angeles, and until the spiritless T'Challa slammed down a sixteen or seventeen-year-old black girl, T'Challa was slightly sober!

"T'Challa, your dad wouldn't want you like this, you really look like a bastard now!"

Dante picks up the knocked girl up while continuing to walk towards the University of California gate with T'Challa!

"Give your student ID to these guys, hey, be sober!"

Dante slapped T'Challa's head hard, which made T'Challa sober up for a moment, and he quickly turned his hand behind his back to take out the admission procedures from his bag, but the next moment he panicked!

"Uncle Ding, I'm gone?"

"What?"

Dante was stunned.

"You're gone!"

"My admissions, and my helmet!"

T'Challa wanted to cry without tears, he actually lost his panther helmet on the first day he went out, but fortunately his armor was wearing it close to his clothes!