Marvel Book of Magical Events

Although the rain is still pouring, the stars are still crawling on the horizon and under the canopy of the dense forest, waiting for the moment to break out of the ground. For Enuratu and the Queen's escort who were the last to set off from the rebel camp, the air changed again because a large number of bonfires were extinguished. It felt moist, and the shadow that had been driven away came again, more fiercely than before. The cold begins to spread on the skin, which is a rare experience for them, and it is also scary and unsettling. Then this feeling was dispelled, as if a star exuding comfort and warmth was approaching from behind, and giant warriors in golden armor surrounded him.

Enuratu inadvertently raised her head and saw his eyes, which were as dark as the deep void. She felt that her limbs became heavy and stiff, and her forehead began to sweat, as if her soul had sunk into the center of the earth and was absorbed by the hot magma. It was permed. It wasn't until the mysterious man in the cloak moved his eyes away and slightly blocked his eyes with the heavy cloak that the burning hallucinations produced by his brain due to his incomprehension suddenly disappeared. The mysterious figure stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder to prevent her from hitting the rock wall. This time Enuratu saw that the hand was wearing three gorgeous gemstone rings of different colors.

Ms. Enuratu?

Oh...oh! Enuratu nodded as if he had just woken up from a big dream. The palm was quite warm, making her slowly relax. The mysterious figure seemed to blame himself for Enuratu's gaffe, so his tone was gentle and his expression was even a little soft. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said, I accept this proposal.

I believe that Supiluliumas can enable tribal warriors to achieve an unprecedented victory. He turned around and walked into the unopened bonfire with another guard with a cold expression that Enuratu had never seen before. In the illuminated shadow, only Supiluliumas remained in place, still holding the garrison spear in his hand. As for the others, they disappeared as if they melted into the shadows. Even the tribal warriors who were familiar with every passage in this stronghold did not know where the mysterious man had gone.

I have said that not everyone has the ability to talk to him face to face, at least ordinary humans. And... he is in a bad mood. Although others can't see it, we in the Imperial Guard understand him. Where extraordinary power is needed recently There are too many, like here. Supiluliumas put on his helmet and his voice came out through the voice grille. The Imperial Guards lowered their output volume to avoid deafening Enuratu and the Queen's Guards. Are you sure you want to go to the battlefield with us? This is not the time when you and the Kukulkan Order maintained a tacit understanding in the past. Amaru may kill you at any time.

Who do you think I am, Suppiluliumas? I am the rightful queen of Paititi, and I must face the usurper and oust him from his throne. Even if I die, the people I leave behind will Enough to make Ezli a worthy king.

Enuratu inserted the chain sword into the scabbard at his waist, looking very imposing. She has put on a battle suit said to have been worn by her husband, the previous King Seri of Paititi, which has a very symbolic meaning rather than actual combat function. Although the Imperial Guard did not agree with this stupid approach, he had to admit that it was very important to Enuratu, so he had to spend more energy to protect Enuratu from being hit by stray bullets. He didn't trust those escorts, and courage was meaningless in the face of automatic weapons, unless they could reach the Holy Trinity mercenaries with their chainswords.

Anyway, I have an obligation to go to Amaru and find out the truth about the famine and Seri's death.

You told me that there was a global disaster here. T'Challa looked down at the dimly lit rainforest, But I can't see anything, unless you want us to stop the Amazon rainforest from being cut down.

Thank you for your humor, friend. I saw you with the Dora Guard. The Emperor of Latovinia was still wearing a thick dark green cloak. Behind him and the King of Wakanda, the Praetorian Guards stood side by side with Dora, but the King of Wakandan's personal guards seemed to want to show some sense of superiority, so they took a slight step forward. Hammurabi glanced at Dora, but said nothing and made no movement. Have you received the seismic analysis? said the Emperor of Latovinia, including epicenter migration data and predictions.

I received it last night. But I want to ask, what kind of enemy are we going to face?

Quetzalcoatl, Kukulkan, Quetzalcoatl, you name it, that bastard has many names.

You can't hide it from me at this time. You know what I want to ask. God? An alien like Thor or something else? T'Challa turned around, except for the metal necklace made to imitate the teeth of the Black Panther. , the Black Panther suit is almost non-reflective in low-light environments. If you want my help, I need clear information. Enemy form, capabilities, response methods, etc.

If I knew, I wouldn't have to prepare so much. All the information you get is all the information, and the worst case scenario is that we might have to face a (Fuck) winged giant snake crawling out of (Fuck) another dimension or The giant dragon danced (Fuck) crazily above the atmosphere of South America until the entire planet was flooded by (Fuck) seawater, and submarine volcanoes emerged from the sea and began to erupt like (Fuck) pustules on the faces of teenagers. Emperor of Latovinia The amount of profanity in this sentence exceeded the standard, and even the Praetorian Guards rarely heard him utter so many repeated words at once to enhance the tone.

Sounds bad. T'Challa narrowed his eyes, How could there be such trouble on this planet?

I have been asking myself this question, why is there such a disaster on this planet. The Emperor of Latovinia breathed a sigh of relief and vomited out all his irritations. Kama Taj is conducting blockade and divination work, genetically modified warriors are on standby on the Tianjian Space Station, and the orbital bombing program of interstellar missiles has been completed. If we fail, we can only blow up the Amazon rainforest to save the entire earth. This is us I even had to put aside the fruit tea I had just made and the upcoming meeting to come here because of the bullshit I was facing.”

Fruit tea mixed with rum and antidepressants is not suitable for children to drink. I'm really glad those Cuban children escaped.

That's a big bucket of fruit tea. The drug intake of every child over five years old is within the safe threshold. I can count it with my toes. At most, they can be happy and temporarily forget the pain caused by the tsunami. It’s not that that stuff doesn’t work for me, I have to get myself a tablet. Or a bottle. Preferably a bottle.”

“Not necessarily when mixed with rum.”

The emperor shook his head.

T'Challa noticed that he kept his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his fingers kept opening and closing. There's not much Wakanda can do about this. I'm going to bring all the modified Talons that can act as bombers to drop bombs, and if I have more time, I'll bring more. T'Challa said, I want you to know that Wakanda and the Federation of Yugoslavia stand on the same side when it comes to defending Earth and humanity.

I need more direct help, T'Challa. The Southern Federation is still too weak. Look at the air power I have at my disposal now. They are all industrial products produced on Mars.

You need to be patient. Now the cooperation has just started. You can't ask for too much.

What if I use my seat on the industrial aristocracy to launch a motion asking for more technicians to be involved in construction? Supplementary terms, some concessions.

Hahnburg will not agree unless the Immortal City is willing to transfer the patent for turbo plasma supercharging technology, excluding materials science. Su Rui has always wanted this technology, but she has never been able to get access to it when she was working in the Immortal City...

Let her dream. This is business, not her playing house in Harnburg. The Emperor of Latovinia took out the data pad and dialed a phone number, and a face that T'Challa never expected appeared on his face. on the screen. Are you going to keep salvaging planes in the fucking Atlantic or come over here, Tony Stark? If you want Stark Industries to be submerged just keep stalling, I'm sure Steve Rogers can swim up The top floor of the building. No CIA, no Air Force, otherwise I would rather shoot you down, understand?

I thought... you had a falling out. T'Challa asked curiously, Your Praetorian Guards had a fight with him.

That's true, but we all know what the bottom line is. He's a good guy, just a little bit stupid.

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