Daisy in Marvel World

Chapter 971 Six vs. One Thousand

After calculating several parameters, Mister Fantastic held up three fingers, which meant that the troops outside had three hours of free time before restarting the communication system.

Among the six, Stark can fly with armor, Doctor Strange's cloak can fly, Professor Charles' wheelchair has a levitation function, and Namor can fly with his own ability.

Only Mister Fantastic and Black Panther are slightly less mobile.

Mister Fantastic brought his own black technology product, it has no wings and no joysticks, it is a boxy, silver-white aircraft that looks like a box.

Not to mention the speed of this thing, it can also fly in space.

Looking at the Fantastic Four logo on the exterior of the aircraft, he couldn't help but sigh. He once thought about taking his son on an aircraft to explore space in the future, but now that he can't be with his wife, his son shouldn't think about it in a short time.

Calling the Panthers, the six of them secretly bypassed the assembled army of Wakanda and flew towards the depths of the palace.

Doctor Strange performed invisibility on several people, but the changes in the high-speed airflow could not be concealed, and their actions were still discovered by Wakanda.

The ground detection device scanned the sky for a while. Human vision can be deceived by magic, but machines can't. The six people can't hide their whereabouts. Three Wakanda silver fighters are dispatched, roaring to hunt them down.

"They are still my people, they are just bewitched by a small group of people, please don't kill people." Before the battle, the Panthers were still restricting their own actions. Fortunately, several of them had the heart of the Virgin. Except for Namor who felt dissatisfied, the rest Several people nodded in support of this statement.

"I'll solve them." Professor Charles is not the usual kind-hearted image at this time. As long as he leaves the leech potion, the darkness in his heart will grow. Now, he thinks this is also a way to vent negative emotions.

Controlling three pilots to drive the planes into one another, he felt a burst of joy in his heart watching the violent explosion. It was the satisfaction obtained from the full release of power after decades of restraint, and the comfort in it could not be described in words.

But he still held the bottom line, just watch the fireworks explode, and he didn't kill him. The three Wakanda pilots parachuted in time and escaped their lives.

"Frontier Tribes! Fight!" Thousands of frontier tribal warriors wearing blue cloaks stopped the six of them. They were all holding scimitars and wearing cloaks that could resist energy attacks, standing like a thick wall at the gate of the palace. He blocked the way of several people.

"My brothers, you are on the wrong path." Black Panther was heartbroken. He didn't know why his compatriots still didn't understand him because he had done so many things to bridge the gap.

The river tribe made trouble, and the frontier tribe followed closely. It was the cooperation of the two races that forced the neutral merchant tribe and the mining tribe to be coerced into the rebel army.

The major tribes have been intermarried for a long time, and the ties between them are too close. Any casual relationship is a relative. If the river tribe and the frontier tribe want to rebel, it is really impossible to stop them.

"I'll control them." Professor Charles rested two fingers on his forehead. He had already found the leader of the frontier tribe with his mental power, and now he was talking to the Black Panther just for the unity of this small team.

In the next instant, a burst of flames erupted from the tattooed tribal leader's body, and the mind control was obviously blocked.

"Several tribal leaders have anti-mind control devices." Black Panther would not say that these things are specially designed to prevent your abilities.

"Kill! Kill them!" Seeing the tattooed frontier tribal leader put on a brooch again, he roared and took the lead to rush towards Professor Charles.

The leader has mind control, but the soldiers don't have it?

Professor Charles quietly controlled hundreds of soldiers, and they all counterattacked backwards, and the originally rock-solid formation instantly became fragmented.

"We're attacking too!" Stark lowered his helmet and sent out energy shocks with his hands, knocking down the tribal soldiers who rushed over.

The frontier tribes have long been excluded from Wakanda's power structure. Their dissatisfaction with the royal family has already reached a peak. Several black fighters rushed forward with energy cannons.

Forcing Stark to lift off and distance himself.

The gap exposed after his ascension was occupied by Namor. This Prince of Atlantis was imprisoned by S.H.I.E.L.D. Stimulating, he is usually normal.

Seeing several black men rushing towards him, he sent a black man flying without even thinking about making a fist.

His strength was so great that the black youth who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was punched by him for more than ten meters, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

A tribal warrior with an old face seemed to be the elder of the youth. He shouted loudly, and the hatred of the country and the family gathered together. Regardless of the gap in strength between himself and Namor, he swung his scimitar in a gesture that almost killed him.

Namor is an Atlantean mutant whose physical fitness has been fully strengthened. His combat strength on land has been reduced by half, but he is far stronger than these ordinary people. Have a knee bump.

The panther stretched out his hand to hold down his knee, and at the same time knocked the old soldier unconscious with a skillful elbow. Then he turned his head and looked at Namor: "I told you not to hurt anyone! They are my people!"

The smell of gunpowder between the two was extremely strong. After a stalemate for three seconds, the panther took a step back first. Namor also didn't want to make the relationship too rigid, so he restrained his strength in the subsequent attack.

Thousands of people on the opposite side want to hack them to death, and they still have to hold back, that is to say, these few people are powerful, and the average person is so tyrannical.

"Doctor Strange, I never knew you were so strong? Have you been hiding in New York City?"

Stark also watched these temporary partners during the battle. It is not surprising that Black Panther and Namor rely on their bodies to fight. Professor Charles only has mental power to use. For this reason, he controlled dozens of tribal warriors to fight against each other. , this is also normal.

And Mister Fantastic basically doesn't have much combat power. He is now tinkering with a device while defending. Among the six, Doctor Strange's attack is the most gorgeous.

"Have you ever thought about giving yourself a code name? Why don't you mask your face? Are you going to continue to be a doctor?" Stark asked questions while typing.

The two had known each other before, but at the time they were rich men and doctors, and they had never heard of the extraordinary power of this doctor.

But now Stark can't understand Doctor Strange's fighting style, and the armor data is quickly calculating his energy level, and secretly measuring countermeasures.

Doctor Strange means Doctor Strange, Strange means Strange, Doctor means Doctor, Doctor, so Doctor Strange is not a code name but his real name

(End of this chapter)