Illusionist in American comics

"What do you want?"

“Everything, everything here”

On top of the sacred tree, Buster's solemn eyes fell on Sir Silver. At the same time, his four claws tightly clasped the treetop, and his body was slightly bent. As the distance between the two slowly approached, he was ready to kill at any time. .

"The smell on you is very strange. It does not belong to divinity and has no trace of faith."

"But I feel pressure from you. Are you a demigod?"

As Sir Silver approached, the crisis surrounding his head made Buster gradually loosen his claws. He knew in his heart that he was no match for the opponent.

This is true even if the true body is restored.

At the same time, he was also very curious about the other party's identity.

"Stranger, homeless person, madman longing for eternity"

"Call it whatever you want"

The soil gathered into a seat, leaves floated down to form a cushion, and Sir Silver also took out a pot of special drink.

"Would you like to try the wine of disaster brewed from the tears of the beholder?"

Golden light flashed across Buster's body, and then a graceful goddess appeared. With a bit of wild aura, Buster came and sat down in front of Sir Silver.

"Beholder? If it's the one I know, then I must taste it."

The transparent liquid flowed into the glass. As soon as Buster picked up the glass, he felt the gaze from another dimension.

Among the twisted tentacles, a huge eyeball was staring at Him.

But when the vision turned to the other side, Buster actually felt the other person's fear. In shrinking and fear, the beholder's gaze slowly dissipated.

"This..."

The same emotion appeared in Buster's heart, and he was a little afraid to pick up the wine glass.

He was no longer willing to think deeply about the existence that could be feared by the beholder.

"What? It doesn't taste good."

"How about giving this a try, the nightmare's dying murmur"

"It's also my masterpiece, try it."

A similar wine bottle appeared in front of Buster. His expression gradually lost control, and he finally put down the wine glass in a hurry.

"My relationship with Wakanda is not as strong as you think"

"It's an honor for them that you would accept this"

"I absolutely support it!"

The battle without bloodshed refers to Sir Silver. He does not need to do it himself, he only needs to treat the other party to a drink.

And this is also thanks to Gandalf's help. When the other party collects materials from various dimension lords, he always gets some unexpected gains.

"Now that Wakanda's patron saint has said so, I can't refuse."

"Don't worry, I'm not some lunatic who likes to kill."

"Faith will continue to stay with you. After today, you will still be the Leopard God."

Sir Silver stood up and finally met someone with whom he could talk friendly, which made Sir Silver feel very good.

Leaving the two jugs of wine as gifts, Sir Silver finally left under Buster's gaze.

After a long time, Buster slowly returned to his beast body, and then without looking at the two pots of gifts, he immediately closed all passages and blocked the prayers of believers after jumping onto the sacred tree.

He planned to stay there for a period of time, roughly a hundred years.

Used to relieve frightened hearts.

"Wakanda, wish yourselves well."

The spiritual world is a subspace different from the material world. They exist in the cracks of various dimensions, and occasionally some powerful beings are born.

These beings are the prototypes of dimensional demons.

There are many reasons for the formation of these lives, one of which is faith.

The nihilistic belief forms a fixed subject, and after enduring the baptism of time, it finally forms an anchor point.

With the help of anchor points, these beings become stronger and stronger.

It was under these circumstances that Buster was born.

And there are many lives that have the same experience as Buster.

At this time, Sir Silver came out of the spiritual world, and after taking the silk cloth handed by Peggy, he wiped the golden blood on his hands.

Behind him, in the unclosed passage, were several totem gods that had lost their breath.

Among them are the orangutans of the Jabari tribe.

"Let Samuel and the others prepare to take action in one day."

"I want to see no one left standing in Wakanda"

"Remember, you only have one day."

Throwing down the silk cloth, a shadow fell on the black land.

"As you command, sergeant."

With empty eyes, Paige replied coldly.

Then she opened the dark red portal, where hundreds of spear bearers were waiting.

They were as stiff as corpses, and their lifeless eyes were filled with a longing for flesh and blood.

Among them, at the front of the battle formation, a gray figure with a height of three stories was walking back and forth anxiously.

The huge body is like a war machine waiting to be started.

Holding the equally huge battle ax in his hand, he felt Peggy's gaze.

"Me! Need a massacre!"

Paige didn't answer, she just moved her body away, and then revealed the scene behind her.

As far as the eye can see, it is a splendid palace.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the huge figure slowly passed through the portal, and the sun fell on the other person's face.

It was a familiar face.

Gold and!

Although the body is destroyed, the soul lives on forever.

After getting a new body, Jin Bin had only one emotion in his mind.

That's destruction.

With a roar of excitement, Kingpin's war machine finally started, rushing forward in the unstoppable red storm.

The roar attracted the attention of the escort, and under the gazes, Okoye gave the order.

"Fight!"

The battle in the Leopard God's Hall has come to an end, and in the end T'Chaka was the winner.

With the end of this suspenseful duel, everyone present could no longer refute T'Chaka's decision.

After a brief explanation, all the tribe leaders were ready to return to the tribe and assemble their troops.

But before these people could leave, three portals lit up outside the Leopard God Hall.

The dark red color reminded T'Chaka of a prophecy.

"Silver comes out of dark red!"

Looking carefully, T'Chaka didn't see silver, he only saw a few thin figures.

Compared with the warriors of Wakanda, these people are unremarkable.

"Is this the true face of Wakanda? No wonder Ross sends more than a dozen teams to search for this country every year."

"It seems that our General Perak knows a lot."

Emil chewed gum and lazily walked out of the portal.

Then he picked up the giant sword behind him, and in the reflection of the blade, he looked at the soldiers surrounding him.

"Stop talking nonsense, Jazz only gave us one day."

"Hurry up and do it!"

Wakanda did bring a bit of surprise to Zora, but this emotion quickly dissipated, and it was nothing compared to Jazz's order.

At the same time, Zola's eagerness to return to the laboratory also made Zola draw the two swords from her waist.

Within the Yinjue Chamber of Commerce, even scientific researchers must control their own power.

The Chamber of Commerce never raises idle people.

Disappearing, Zola walked towards her goal.

Emil also smiled ferociously, and then thick bone spurs spread on his back, and the originally broad sword gradually began to match his height.

After completely transforming into abomination, Emil looked up to the sky and roared.

Amid the roar, Illumi clenched the sword of victory in his arms. After measuring the range of its power, he slowly began to pray.

The last broad sword light headed towards T'Chaka.

【Sword of Victory】

The sword cuts through the tranquility, and the panther will rest under the tree.

The prophecy is being fulfilled.