Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1234 Chapter 230 [-] The Eve of the Forest (First Change)
Although the rain is still pouring, the stars are still crawling on the horizon and under the dense forest canopy, waiting for the moment to break out of the ground. For the Enuratu and the Queen's Guard who set off last in the rebel camp, the air changed again because of the large number of bonfires extinguished. It was wet, and the shadows that had been driven away came again, more fierce than before.The cold began to spread on the skin, which was a rare experience for them, and it was also frightening and disturbing.Immediately, this feeling was dispelled, as if a star exuding comfort and warmth approached from behind, surrounded by giant warriors in golden armor.

Enuratu raised her head inadvertently and saw his eyes, those eyes were as black as a deep void, she felt that her limbs became heavy and stiff, and her forehead began to sweat, as if her soul sank into the center of the earth and was swallowed by hot magma. It was hot.It wasn't until the mysterious man in the cloak looked away and covered it slightly with a thick cloak that the burning hallucinations produced by the brain's incomprehension suddenly disappeared.The mysterious figure reached out 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 waking up from a dream.The palm was quite warm, which made her relax slowly.The mysterious figure seemed to be blaming himself for Enuratu's gaffe, so his tone was gentle, and even his expression was soft.She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, "I accept this proposal."

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

"As I said, not everyone has the ability to talk to him face-to-face, at least ordinary humans can't. And...he's in a bad mood. Although others can't see it, we Imperial Guards understand him. The place where extraordinary power is needed recently There are too many, such as here." Supilulius put on his helmet, and his voice came through the voice grill.The Praetorians have lowered the output volume to avoid deafening the Enuratu and the Queen's Guard. "Are you sure you want to go to the battlefield with us? This is not the past when you had a tacit understanding with the Kukulkan Cult. Amaru might kill you at any time."

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

Onuratu inserted the chainsaw sword into the scabbard at his waist, looking imposing.She has already changed into a battle suit said to have been worn by her husband, the former Paititi king Seri, which is more symbolic than practical.Although the Praetorians disagree with this stupid approach, they have to admit that this is very important to Onuratu, so he must spend more energy to protect Onuratu from being hit by stray bullets.He didn't trust the guards, courage meant nothing in the face of automatic weapons unless they could reach the Trinity mercenaries with their chainswords.

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

"You tell me there's a global catastrophe here." T'Challa looked down at the rainforest in the twilight, "but I can't see anything, unless you want us to stop the deforestation of the Amazon rainforest."

"Thanks for your humor, friend. I saw you with Dora's Guard." The Emperor of Latvinia was still wearing a thick dark green cloak.Behind him and the King of Wakanda, the Praetorian Guard stood shoulder to shoulder with Dora, but the King's Guards of Wakanda seemed to want to show some sense of superiority, so they stepped forward a little.Hammurabi glanced at that Dora, but didn't speak or move. "Have you received the earthquake analysis?" said the Emperor Latvinia, "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 keep it from me at this time, you know what I want to ask. God? Aliens like Thor or something?" , the Panther suit is almost non-reflective in low-light environments. "If you want my help, I need to clarify the information. The enemy's form, ability, countermeasures, etc."

"If I knew, I wouldn't have to prepare so much. All you have is all the information, and the worst case scenario is that we might face a (Fuck) winged snake crawling out of a (Fuck) alien dimension or Dragons, (Fuck) dancing madly (Fucking) over South America's atmosphere until the whole planet is (Fuck) submerged in sea water, and submarine volcanoes emerge from the sea and start erupting like pustules on (Fuck) teenage faces." Emperor of Latvinia There was too much profanity in this sentence, and even the Praetorians rarely heard him say so many repeated words at once to strengthen the tone.

"Sounds bad." T'Challa narrowed his eyes. "How can there be such troubles on this planet?"

"I've been asking myself this question, why is there such a disaster on this planet." The Latvinian emperor let out a long sigh of relief, vomiting out all his irritability. "Kama Taj is doing blockade and divination work, genetically modified fighters 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 Facing the bullshit, I even have to throw aside the fruit tea I just made and the upcoming meeting to come here."

"Fruit tea with rum and antidepressants is not for kids, I'm just glad those Cuban kids got away with it."

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

"Not necessarily when mixed with rum."

The emperor shook his head.

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

"I need more direct help, T'Challa. The Southern Federation is still too weak. Look at the air power I can use now, all of which are industrial products produced on Mars."

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

"What if I use the industrial aristocratic seat to initiate a motion to require more technical personnel to participate in the construction? Supplementary terms, some concessions."

"Harnburg will not agree, unless the Immortal City is willing to sell the turbo plasma technology patents, excluding materials science. Su Rui has always wanted this technology, and she has never been able to access it when she was working in the Immortal City..."

"Let her dream. This is a business, not her play house in Harnburg." The Emperor Latvinia took out the data pad and dialed a phone call, and a face T'Challa never thought of appeared in the on the screen. "Are you going to keep salvaging the fucking planes in the Atlantic or come over here, Tony Stark? If you want Stark Industries to be flooded then go ahead and delay, I'm sure Steve Rogers will swim and climb up The top floor of the building. No CIA, no Air Force, or I'd rather shoot you down, understand?"

"I thought... you guys had fallen out." T'Challa asked curiously, "Your Janissaries fought with him."

"That's true, but we all know the bottom line. He's a nice guy, just kind of stupid."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)