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Chapter 432 The Change of Wakanda (Part 3)
"Do you remember everything that happened that day?"

"Is your heart already cold and your blood already cold?"

"Do you remember your real name?"

"Do you remember who you are and where your hometown is?"

"Everything that happened that day will never be forgotten until I die."

"The heart is still not cold, the blood is still not cold, everything my father will do, I will inherit."

"I'm not some Eric Stevens, nor Killmonger, I'm Ni Jadaka, son of Ni Job, royal descendant of Wakanda."

"I was born in Oakland, California, graduated from MIT, and joined the Navy SEALs. I saw killing as a game. Every time I killed a person, I left a scar on my body. Now they are all over my body. .”

"I trained hard, I lied a lot, I killed countless people, and I have been preparing for one thing my whole life."

"Everything I do is not just for revenge, but to carry on my father's legacy."

"I want to change this dirty world!"

"You don't have the power, you were going to use Ulysses Crow's head to pry open the gates of Wakanda, but now that he's dead, what else can you do, how can you take the power of one man against the whole of Wakanda Da?"

"What I want to fight is not Wakanda, but just my cousin and uncle, and in these two years of killing, you have given me this kind of strength. I would also like to thank the Director Wang, if not He and his lab invented the Super Soldier Serum, and I'm not going to be as strong as I am now!"

"You snatched the super-soldier serum Nightblade from that official. Your physique is already comparable to that of the Black Panther. You became my 'black void' container, killing and plundering thousands of lives again and again , your power is no longer something that the Black Panther can compete with. I can help you get the throne, but don't forget your promise."

"I haven't forgotten. When I become the king of Wakanda, I will order Wakanda to attack the God Stick Bureau and Kunlun. You will become stronger with each killing, and finally eliminate the hateful dragon Shou Lao, and more Hateful Immortal Iron Fist."

"Then, we rule the world together!"

This is the forest outside Wakanda, and it is also the place he misses day and night.

Eric Killmonger, or "Ni Jakuka," the wandering descendant of Wakanda's royal family, is finally here today.

He strode towards the frontier tribes, as long as he crossed that layer of defense, he could enter the country that belonged to him, my motherland.

"who are you?"

"Wakanda does not welcome outsiders, please leave immediately!"

Wakabi frowned, and the black man in front of him made him feel faintly uneasy, as if there was a monster hidden in this person's body, and it was still a monster that could destroy Wakanda.

"Who am I, you should know it after reading it!"

Eric threw a black pendant over.

With a black ring on the golden necklace, Wakabi's eyes suddenly widened.

This is a vibrating gold ring. This kind of craftsmanship is only available in Wakanda. The pattern on this ring represents an identity:
Royals!

"Who the hell are you?" Wakabi clenched the ring tightly, feeling as if he was close to a truth, a truth that was terrifying enough to pull Wakanda into the abyss.

The panic in his heart made him want to reject this truth, but another voice sounded in his mind:
"You are the military minister of the kingdom, the patriarch of the frontier tribe, and the guardian of Wakanda."

"You're going to protect Wakanda from the outside world, but Ni Jakuka is not an outsider, he's a member of the royal family."

"This is a battle within the royal family and you should not be involved."

"This is your duty!"

"Take him to the palace of Wakanda and let the King, Queen and Council of Elders decide his fate, that's what you should do!"

This is a demagogic voice, the words themselves are not brilliant, but they have a convincing power.

It makes sense!
Wakabi no longer hesitated and said, "Come with me!"

They soon came to the royal palace and met His Majesty the King.

"Oh it's you."

After seeing the royal token, the old king, who was already very old, seemed to be ten years older in an instant.

The scenes that happened 20 years ago emerged in front of my eyes one after another.

He killed his younger brother with his own hands, and abandoned his nephew in order to keep a secret, and now he regrets it.

He doesn't regret killing his brother.

Nor did he think about taking his nephew back to Wakanda.

He should have killed him at that time, so that there will be no future troubles!
Kingship has no mercy, but it's too late now.

The whole council of elders knew everything, and for some reason, they didn't say a word, like a crowd watching a royal joke.

What he didn't know was that a voice sounded in the minds of several elders, telling them that Wakanda could have a larger territory and more wealth, and they would also get greater power and a better life. enjoy.

As long as they support Ni Jakuka instead of the old man with the old, hideous face sitting on the throne.

"What do you want?" the old king asked coldly.

Eric stepped forward: "Your crime of murdering my father must be liquidated!"

"He is guilty," said the old king.

"I have to ask the elders." Eric sneered.

"What crime did Prince Nejob commit? We always thought he was missing, and that's what you've always claimed, Your Majesty."

"It turns out that there is such an important truth hidden in that incident."

"Maybe Prince Nijob is really wrong, but it should also be judged by the elders, not your lynching, Your Majesty the King."

The elders spoke one after another, and the old king's face became more and more ugly.

What the hell happened to these old guys?
How could they betray?
"What do you want me to do?" The old king suppressed his anger.

"You are not fit to be a king."

Wakabi suddenly said, "Abdicate."

abdicate?
As soon as the words fell, the queen stood up, pointed at him and said angrily: "Wakabi, do you dare to let the king abdicate?"

"You have been in office for so many years, Wakanda has maintained the tradition of thousands of years, not in contact with the outside world. Although Wakanda still seems to be the most technologically advanced country in the world, the gap between us and other countries is getting bigger and bigger. Come on, it's all your fault."

Wakabi said: "Continuing like this, in a few years, Wakanda will be caught up by other countries. What should we do then? Wakanda has a small land area and a population far smaller than most countries. What should we do?"

"The national policy of Wakanda is not up to you to decide!"

The queen said angrily: "Wakabi! I order you to execute this impostor immediately!"

Wakabi didn't move.

The queen gritted her teeth, and looked at the captain of the royal guard standing upright beside her, Wakabi's wife "Okoye": "Okoye, execute the order!"

Okoye didn't move.

No one moved.

The old king looked at his queen and shook his head.

The situation is not right.

Everyone here is not quite right, the royal family has been isolated and targeted.

Did these people premeditate?
No, absolutely not!

So what exactly happened?
"Great Goddess, if you can hear me, please show up. If not, Wakanda is doomed!"

He prayed silently, with a glimmer of hope in his heart.

But after a full minute, there was still no response.

"I'm not the chosen one of the goddess..."

"My daughter, it seems that the only way is to let you come back..."

The old king touched the string of beads on his wrist.

It was a black bead, doped with vibration gold, capable of long-distance communication around the world, at least 50 years more advanced than any country's communicator in the world.

however--

Still no response.

"You blocked the signal?" His heart was completely panicked. Could it be that even the research institute and the national information security department have betrayed?

"Okay, I'll abdicate."

The wisdom accumulated over the years allowed him to be as calm as possible and make the most correct choice: "According to tradition, T'Challa will automatically become the next king."

"But we can challenge."

Wakabi said: "As long as the challenge is successful, the challenger is the new king!"

"Dad, I accept the challenge."

T'Challa is very confident in his fighting ability: "I will definitely win!"

That's the only way... The old king sighed: "The ceremony needs a long time to prepare, and it will be held in a month."

"No, that's not necessary."

"I think the ceremony can be done now," Wakabi said.

Other elders echoed.

The old king clenched his fists.

Things are irreversible, he can only agree.

The place where the ceremony was held was on a cliff.

Unlike normal ceremonies, this time there were not so many spectators.

Apart from members of the royal family and the patriarchs of the major tribes, only the royal guards were present.

After drinking the potion that dispelled the power of the panther, T'Challa, who was shirtless, looked at Eric with a complicated expression:

"This is your last chance. Put down your arms so that we can still negotiate. I will spare you and re-accept you as a member of the royal family. This is my greatest mercy."

"I'm not like you, I don't have ridiculous kindness."

Eric said: "I will kill you, just like your father killed my father!"

"You can try!"

The two took up their weapons and charged at each other.

at this time--

A mighty force separated the two.

An auspicious cloud flew from afar, on which was a strong and elegant black panther.

And on her back was a fat Chinese youth.

(End of this chapter)