Marvel's My Orange Cat Is an Essence Devouring Beast

"Suri Shuri, what the hell are you doing? Get up, get up."

Of course Qi Liao had heard what the other party said in the submarine, but how could a human being drown in such an ocean?

It was obvious that he had just spoken to her not long ago. Obviously even though I have experienced so many large and small wars, I have never seen any victims. Yes, how could someone die?

How could someone die around me, someone I know?

How could humans be drowned by such currents?

Just looking around again, there were all kinds of floating corpses, big or small, male or female, floating everywhere on the ocean that submerged Wakanda.

If people are killed, they will die.

And Su Rui is just one of them.

"King of Wakanda, even if you try your best to plan for me to this extent, but so what, I am still alive, and you are exhausted."

Namor stood on the water column that towered into the sky, and a throne appeared from it. After Namor finished speaking, he slowly sat on the water throne, raised one leg and placed it across the other. superior. New Bayi Chinese website first released....

Under his gaze just now, he saw his two enemies, both of whom were exhausted. Now he was lying on a ruined wall in Wakanda, breathing heavily.

Ant-Man has lost his consciousness. During this time, Namor had completed his conjecture. After the opponent's armor was shattered, the opponent only returned to normal size, instead of becoming a giant as Namor imagined, or directly exploding like a balloon. This somewhat made Namor feel a little bored. .

Although T'Challa knew he had failed, he seemed to be in much better spirits. Although Namor could still clearly feel the other party's undisguised hostility, the other party did seem much more relaxed.

He seemed to understand that he was no longer the opponent's opponent. No longer having to think about how to face the future situation, T'Challa naturally felt relaxed.

"Weak ant, is this your character? Seeing that you are helpless, would you rather be a coward and die in humiliation?"

Namor looked at T'Challa below him. From his current perspective, calling T'Challa an ant was really more than an insult.

He was at such a high place that when he looked at the two people below, he could only vaguely see a small dot.

Of course, Namor was not surprised by the other party's choice. After all, the king of Wakanda was facing him. He is not ashamed of the other person's behavior, after all, this is the judgment of a normal person. Namor knew this well.

Only, T'Challa smiled, yes, smiled with fierce hostility. That smile is really not warm at all.

"King of Atlantis. As you said, we were defeated, but we don't feel humiliated."

"Perhaps I do not have as great a power as you, but what if you can't deny that even though I am like this, I have forced you into desperate situations several times. I do not deny that I am weak, so in such a situation Under the circumstances, I learned to appreciate and reuse the people under me.”

"I naturally have people who are stronger than me in my hands. Maybe they have abilities that I don't have. Maybe they have extremely smart minds that make me sigh. Maybe they have persistence that makes me sigh with emotion."

"Yes, they are better than me. Why should I deny this? And I don't feel humiliated. As a king, I reuse these capable people and generals. Under my call and their efforts, I even gave you this Isn't it my honor that my existence has caused so much trouble?"

"It's because of these stupid ideas that you are so cowardly and defeated by me, you idiot."

Namor listened to the other party's words with a touch of disdain on his face, as if he saw a child showing off his wealth in front of him with ten dollars.

"The king is to reach what is beyond the reach of supermen. King, it is just like the top of the world. No one in the world can compare with the king. You said you are humble and joking. This is nothing more than your weak ability. It is because you are powerless, but you insist on doing it. An excuse to be self-reliant and emperor”

“How can one be a king if he is not complacent in heaven and on earth?”

Namor calmed down while talking loudly and continued to talk to the other party very calmly, as calmly as talking about what he was going to eat tonight.

"My tribe used to laugh at me because I was only 12 years old. But in the end, it turned out that people of my bloodline have unlimited potential. So my tribe often traveled to various countries in the human world, meeting with young, The purpose of mating girls with good genes is to replicate a success like mine."

T'Challa looked at him, speechless. He already knew he had nothing to say to this man.

If the other person thinks so, then let him think so. Just like others can't convince themselves that Wakanda is an inferior nation.

"I flooded your country, your world. This proved beyond a doubt that I was right and you were wrong."

Although T'Challa did not reply, Namor still stated his views and conclusions again. He just wants to prove that he is right.

"This is just a fact, and we didn't lose to you, we just lost to your weapon, your trident, to the majestic power of the ocean."

T'Challa said seriously and solemnly: "You fight us with the power of the ocean, but we really only rely on ourselves and our own body strength. Even this armor is not simple. Tools can be summarized, and they were built with our wisdom. But as for your trident, it is definitely impossible for you to make it yourself, right?"

"If you just talk about your own strength, then there is no doubt that, King of Atlantis, you have already lost to us."

"Maybe you are stronger than anyone on the battlefield here, but you can't defeat us who work together."

T'Challa was determined. Although there was a lot of indignation in my heart, I also looked forward to if they could have more development opportunities. Then Su Rui can improve his invention to make this shipwreck less serious, then maybe everything will be different.

But failure is failure. If faced with such a natural force, the sudden ocean will cause most of Wakanda to lose power almost instantly. Not only was it a matter of waterproofing, they had also personally experienced the impact of the waves just now.

Although it was indeed a failure, there is no doubt that they were proud of their defeat this time.

"It's just an illusory dream created by the weak for themselves."

There was no wavering in the expression on Namor's face. He had his own worldview in his heart, and this worldview made him feel that the King of Wakanda's words were just nonsense.

Raising the shining golden trident in his hand, Namor stood up again. The golden light shone brightly, as if he was swallowing clouds of mist between light and death.

Namor threw a shot at them that was filled with danger and destruction.

"bang"

A huge eardrum irritating sound rang in T'Challa's ears. But feeling the huge wind pressure around him caused by that shot, T'Challa soon became confused again.

How could it be possible? His shot should have caused waves to reach the sky. How could there be such a sound and even such strong wind pressure?

With such doubts, T'Challa opened his eyes again. When he looked over, he had arrived at an indescribable place.

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