Kyle didn't think much about it. He raised his chin and gestured to Howard who was standing behind him. "My friend Howard is the founder of Stark Industries and an explorer. He said there might be vibranium minerals here, so he asked me to bring him here to look for it. Unfortunately, he discovered the City of the Future, got lost inside, and accidentally broke into the ceremony."
"So that's how it is." T'Chaka suddenly realized and did not question Kyle.
As long as you have lived in America, especially in New York, the worship of Kyle has almost become a culture under the subtle influence of the environment.
Everyone is Kaibu.
The female captain of the guards heard something wrong in T'Chaka's tone and looked unhappy. She reminded him in a cold voice, "Your Highness. Whether he is the symbol of peace or someone else, they are all outsiders who have infiltrated our country and have disrupted the throne challenge ceremony. Their crimes are unforgivable and they must not be let off."
As soon as this was said, some indigenous residents responded, "Yes, national laws and regulations cannot be messed up!"
"This..." T'Chaka was in a dilemma. He looked at Kyle, then at the royal family and the people, and didn't know what to do.
Chapter 142 Guardian Black Panther
As a prince and the one who will soon inherit the throne of King Wakanda, it is reasonable and logical for T'Chaka to favor the royal family and indigenous people of his country.
If the intruder at this moment was anyone else, T'Chaka would have issued an order to kill him on the spot without hesitation in accordance with national laws and regulations.
But the other party happened to be the symbol of peace, Kyle! One of the most untouchable people on this planet. Not to mention the power and connections, just based on his personal combat power, he can stand at the top of this world era!
In other words, as a dual symbol of war and peace, the existence of the man in front of him represents an era.
"kill him!"
"Never forgive outsiders!"
"What are you waiting for, Prince?"
Amid the fierce calls for judgment from the royal families of the surrounding tribes, six female guards holding vibranium spears showed signs of being ready to launch a siege.
Under the public's criticism, Kyle had a calm expression on his face as he stood on the edge of the platform with Howard. Behind them was a waterfall cliff with a drop of nearly 100 meters, surrounded by steam.
"Wait a minute, let me think about how to end this matter." T'Chaka gritted his teeth and his mind raced.
He thought to himself, "If I let Mr. Kyle go, it would violate the national regulations set by our ancestors. In the eyes of the royal families and people of the tribes, they would also think that I am a coward and look down on me."
"But if we do nothing and just let the guards take action, the consequences will be..."
T'Chaka didn't dare to think any further. Although he was very confident in his country's technology and combat weapons, once his opponent was Kyle, all his confidence would disappear.
"Prince T'Chaka, don't think too much. This is Wakanda. Even a dragon will come here! With so many of us going together, we will definitely be able to subdue him!" The female captain of the guards walked onto the stage, holding a vibranium sword in her hand. It was obvious that she had forgotten the pain after her wound healed, and she faced Kyle with renewed courage.
"You don't know enough about this man. He is really strong and fearless of all of us here." T'Chaka sighed, feeling torn and constantly weighing the options to find a perfect solution.
But time was not waiting for him. Kyle protected Howard and faced off against seven elite guards of the King. The scene was tense and an unstoppable fight could break out at any time.
"The mirror space cannot be entered yet (it is in cooling down period). When a real fight breaks out, I will find a chance to open the portal to cover your departure." Kyle whispered to himself. Howard behind him nodded in agreement, knowing that with his weak strength, he would be nothing more than a burden if he stayed here.
"Be careful with your body..." Howard said worriedly.
"Don't worry. If it's just me, I have at least five ways to escape." Kyle chuckled and didn't take the country's elite female guards seriously.
No matter how good the weapon is, even if it is a full body of vibranium equipment, if his physical fitness is only at the human level, it will not pose any threat to him at all.
"I haven't exercised properly in two weeks." Kyle looked at the female guards and hooked his finger in a cold and provocative manner.
T'Chaka's eyes twitched as he watched. This war hero was indeed as rumored to be, always so domineering in any situation...
The female guards looked at each other, with flames of anger in their eyes. They could no longer hold back and rushed forward with vibranium spears in hand.
"Come on!" Kyle smiled coldly, ready to fight them head on, but he suddenly sensed something and quickly raised his eyes to look upwards.
A humanoid black panther with a dark body nimbly leaped down from the top of the cliff, rolled a few times in the air, and landed lightly in the center of the platform, stopping the female guards and splashing water.
It stood up tall, with its black cloak fluttering in the wind. Its dark metal battle suit was like a layer of keratin membrane, clinging to its body surface. Its mask had the pattern of a leopard's face, its helmet had two animal ears, and its claws on both hands were sharp, revealing a hint of cold light.
Like the natural king, strong man, and guardian of this land, Black Panther stood in the middle of the stage, instantly shocking everyone on the field.
"Your Majesty!"
The seven female guards reacted quickly and knelt on one knee. The royal families of each tribe and even the indigenous people outside the cliff all knelt down in respect and worship. The scene was quite spectacular for a moment.
"Father." T'Chaka felt relieved and addressed the man in the Black Panther suit affectionately.
"Step down. You haven't ascended the throne yet, and this matter is not something you can handle now." The contemporary Black Panther King said with vicissitudes and majesty.
"Yes." T'Chaka nodded and retreated to the stone steps inside the platform to stand with the people of his mother's royal family.
"You guys step back too." Black Panther issued orders to the female guards kneeling in front of him. The female guards obeyed and hurriedly put away their vibranium spears and retreated from the inner area of the stage.
Soon, only the Black Panther King and two outsiders, Kyle and Howard, were left on the stage.
"Two outsiders." The Black Panther King turned around, glanced at Howard coldly, and then looked Kyle up and down with a dignified gaze.
"The King of Wakanda." Kyle was neither humble nor arrogant. He looked directly at the Black Panther King, with the same dignity and aura of a king.
If the Black Panther King is the recognized king here, then he is the Flathead Brother who will fight if he doesn't obey. No matter whether you are a king or a god, as long as you have a big fist, you will be right!
"You and I, one on one, just like the throne challenge ceremony, only one side can be considered victorious if it surrenders or dies." The Black Panther King raised his black leopard claws, "You win, on behalf of Wakanda, I forgive the crimes of both of you and treat you as guests of honor."
"No problem, let's get started." Kyle agreed readily.
"I haven't told you yet what consequences you will face if you lose," Black Panther King reminded.
"No need. I still haven't found the English spelling of 'failure' in my life dictionary." Kyle smiled.
Is he proud? He has the capital to be proud!
"Howard, step aside first." Kyle ordered in a deep voice. Howard hurriedly walked to the cave at the edge of the platform, causing the representative of the Jabari royal family to glare at him fiercely.
"My father, who has inherited the power of the Black Panther and served as the guardian of the country throughout his life, will fight against the invincible god-level heroes from the outside world..." T'Chaka was uneasy, but his blood was boiling. He held his breath and stared at the two people standing face to face on the stage.
The King wears a one-piece Black Panther suit, while Kyle wears a one-piece Venom suit. Although both suits are dark in color and filled with savagery and murderous aura, there are huge essential differences between them.
One is the most advanced technological product of the time on Earth; the other is a biological symbiont originating from outer space with its own thinking and learning abilities.
This is a true cross-century war in every sense!
Chapter 143 Kyle vs. Black Panther
"Your Majesty, we will win!"
"Show us your kingly side and let the foreign invaders see the true strength of the guardian of Wakanda!"
"Shout and cheer for our king, the Black Panther!"
The tribal royal family on the cliff, and even the indigenous people outside the cliff, were all shouting with excitement on their faces, and countless pairs of loyal and trusting eyes were focused on the Black Panther.