"Before that, I didn't know that my brother had a son."

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, the old king took a deep breath helplessly.

Chen Qun's blackmail in front of him is just a trivial matter, but when it comes to the struggle for the throne, the plot of brothers turning against each other is even more threatening for the whole of Wakanda!

The old king stepped forward and looked at Eric with a hideous and distorted expression, his face was not afraid, but he looked distressed:

"When it comes to the reputation of the royal family, I didn't want to mention this in public, but now, I can't give you an explanation!"

The old king glanced around, and said aloud to the inquiring and skeptical eyes of everyone:

"More than twenty years ago, not long after I became king, my younger brother, your father, accepted the task of going to the country of rice to be a warrior."

"But life outside the home made him radical. We all know that many of our compatriots from the outside world have lived in hardship and have gone through hardships. These tragic things were unbearable for him, and he thought he could not stand idly by."

The crowd seemed to have guessed something, after all, Prince Nichob had been known for his belligerence and courage in the past.

"My brother thinks it's because those compatriots don't have the ability to resist because they don't have weapons! And it just so happens that Wakanda has great power, terrifying vibranium weapons, so he wants Wakanda to unify the world!"

Speaking of which, the old king's eyes darkened, unify the world?

It's stupid!

There are all kinds of terrifying powers in this world, and the characters of the Hulk and Iron Man alone that appear now should not be underestimated.

Not to mention the mage retreat that has existed for an unknown amount of time - Wakanda is not really completely closed, there are spies all over the world, and they have been in contact with each other for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that they have been keeping a low profile, coupled with the blessing of the panther god, where would Wakanda have a safe and stable life.

"Let Wakanda rule the world?"

The elders behind him were silent when they heard this, they didn't know if what the old king said was true or not, but if it was true, it would undoubtedly go against the concept that Wakanda had always adhered to.

It's just that even if this is the case, the crime is not punishable by death, and even if it is to be sentenced, a council of elders needs to be convened to judge together.

The elders of several tribes secretly slandered in their hearts, and under the various methods of the old king for so many years, no tribe dared to have an opinion. They knew the old king's temperament, and it was not impossible to kill his brother under this pretext.

But when Eric heard this, he scolded and retorted angrily:

"You're lying! My father was just trying to save his suffering compatriots, and I saw with my own eyes that his body was scarred by a leopard's claw! You were only afraid that my father would challenge you for the sake of your throne, so you killed him!"

The old king looked at Eric's indignant appearance, and just stared at him coldly:

"It seems that you don't know anything about what your father did! He did not hesitate to unite with outsiders to betray Wakanda in order to achieve his own goals!"

"That same Crow from more than twenty years ago, with your father's help, stole 250 kilograms of vibranium! It also caused explosions on the border, causing many casualties among people in Wakanda. And so much vibranium leaked out, and all of a sudden Vakanda became the target of everyone!"

"What!"

Wakabi, who had been standing calmly on the sidelines, instantly became furious. Crow, this name has been remembered by him for many years!

"Is that what my parents died?!"

The old king's quiet revelation made the lord of the border tribe, the most powerful of several tribes, completely lose his sympathy for Eric. At this moment, Wakabi's eyes when he looked at Eric were already filled with bitter hatred!

"You're talking nonsense! It is impossible for my father to betray the country!"

Eric's eyes were red, his expression was hideous and distorted, and he said like a demon:

"Our fellow citizens are humiliated and oppressed! Where are you? Where is Wakanda?!"

"You're just a hypocrite!"

The old king looked at Eric with pity in his eyes, indifferent to his madness, and said to himself, "In order to save the last shred of face for your father, I did not bring back his corpse, and I have concealed it until today."

The old king sighed, "I didn't want to mention this dusty past for many years, but I didn't expect it to be revealed in the eyes of the world."

He looked at the furious Eric with a grim expression.

And after such a long delay, one after another spaceships flew from a distance - unmanned, remotely controlled! For Wakanda, which is technologically advanced, these technologies have long been applied.

One fighter after another was ruthless and decisively opened fire. Since the other party has some kind of ability that can scare others, then use a machine!

Seeing Chen Qun being bombed, the black panther, who knew the terrifying power of it, shouted anxiously, "Eric!"

At this time, the black panther was already wearing a leopard-shaped helmet, and the pupils under it constricted, and he kicked suddenly, and instantly flew over, firmly pressing the opponent under him.

The young panther has a good heart, and does not have the ruthlessness and intrigue of his father as a king.

It can only be said that the old king may have pretended to be too good at ordinary times, causing the panther to believe it and raise the children crookedly.

Looking at the round, shuttle-shaped spaceship fighters, Chen Qun did not make a move, but looked at the attacks one after another with interest.

"T'Challa!"

The old king scolded angrily in his heart, this stupid son, relying on his little black panther strength and battle uniform, dared to be so reckless.

And this stupid son of his own is too merciful, so soft-hearted, how will he subdue the four major tribes in the future, and how will he rule Wakanda!

Boom!

A black figure rushed out of the brink of the explosion with a man in his arms, and rolled down in front of everyone.

"Prince T'Challa!"

A few Doramiraj hurriedly stepped forward to separate the two.

The fire continued, and the vibranium-infested weapons were so powerful that the guards of the border tribes rushed in front of the king and the elders, spreading their cloaks behind them, and rows of blue walls of light rose from them, firmly blocking the aftermath of the explosion.

The incessant bombardment blasted the ground into a crater, and the metal at the edges was red from the scorching heat of the blast!

"I'm fine, you can send someone to see how Eric's injuries are."

The panther waved his hand and rejected the other party's kindness, but asked his father dissatisfied:

"Father, the other party doesn't seem to have much malice, why did he use a fighter plane to bomb, and my cousin was still in the other party's hands just now!"

For the first time, the panther became dissatisfied with his father's actions, and began to doubt his father's purpose: "After all, the other party brought his cousin back anyway!"