For the old king, T'Challa was not just the guardian of the country, but also the prince of the country, his son. He didn't want his son to be involved in such an unknown danger.

If everything is something he can handle, that's fine, but if there's a danger he can't handle, then something is going to go wrong. In any case, T'Challa represents the future of the country, and he cannot put T'Challa in danger from the perspective of a father or a king. So his attitude was very resolute, that is, he would not agree to T'Challa getting involved in any case.

However, despite his resolute attitude, T'Challa has a mind of his own. As the guardian of the kingdom, Black Panther, he was born with a mission to protect Wakanda. In addition, he is in a high position and has a high and arrogant ideology. So obviously, he didn't take this so-called danger to heart.

"Father, you've filtered. With the Panthers protecting me, no matter what kind of opponent I am, I can't do anything to me. Although it is said that there are some devils and evil spirits that appear this time, I don't think they can break through the protection of the black panthers. Besides, even if I'm not their opponent, with my abilities, it's not a problem to escape. So, let me go, Father. And that's what I did! ”

"You live and live well, and you really do your duty."

The old king scolded angrily, and then turned to Chamuru and said.

"Let the royal guards go there to find out, and pass on my orders to get the army ready. Once we find out that the enemy is really as we expected, then we don't have to be polite to them, just destroy them and the city completely! ”

"As for you, T'Challa. You can't leave the royal capital without my orders. No, not even the royal palace is allowed to go out. If you dare to go out casually, then I will arrest all those who are responsible for guarding the palace that day in the name of treason. ”

The old king knew very well about his son's temperament that his orders were not necessarily a constraint on him. So he practiced the method of sitting, tying his actions to those innocent guards. If T'Challa was some kind of cold and ruthless guy, such an approach might not have done much for him. But knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he knew very well that his son would not do such a thing. That's why he gave such an order mercilessly.

And for such an order, T'Challa was obviously very helpless, and almost annoyed.

"Father, you can't do that. I am the guardian of Wakanda. You don't have the right to control me like that! ”

"I am the king of this country, your father, and of course I have the right to do so."

The old king was also very helpless about his son's rebellious and faceless behavior, so he immediately yelled at him, and then walked away directly.

This made Chamuru, who was kneeling below, a little waxy. He is just an ordinary member of the royal family, and by the way, he just works part-time in some special positions. I really didn't have the heart to participate in the confrontation between the father and son. And now he was forced to get involved because of an accident. It really made him a little unsure of what to do.

At this time, he only wished that he had heard and seen nothing, and that no one would notice his presence. But his hope was clearly unfounded, because by this time, T'Challa had already noticed him and spoke directly to him.

"Uncle Wang, wait a minute. I have something I want to discuss with you! ”

"Can I say I have something to do, but I really don't have time right now? His Royal Highness the Prince? ”

Chamuru grimaced, looking for a chance that would happen, and T'Challa just smiled and grinned at his statement.

"What do you say? My dear Uncle Wang! ”

The name of the Guardian of Wakanda is sometimes better than that of the King. That's why for so many years, Guardians have been kings or heirs to kings. Once T'Challa has made up his mind to do something, no one else can stop him in any way. Even if this man is a king, it is his father.

Although it is said that the son is better than the father, the reverse is also true. T'Challa didn't believe that his father could be vicious to that extent, as long as he could return safely, then the board would probably be the result of being raised high and falling gently. So he didn't worry, and acted completely according to his own nature.

And just as he began to act, the devils who had already taken a nap in the small town of Muru had already begun to roar wildly, and once again embarked on a journey to find new prey.

For these devils and evil spirits who have been trapped in hell for thousands of years, the population of hundreds of thousands in a small town is simply not enough for them to enjoy. They want more, they want millions of people to fill their hungry bellies. They certainly couldn't stop until this wish came true. As a result, they quickly moved deep into the kingdom from the borders of Wakanda.

And when they settled in the second city, they began to feast on it. T'Challa had already arrived in the city with royal guards, already shrouded in windblown sand and black smoke.

At this time, T'Challa was dressed completely differently from what he had been wearing in the palace. When he was in the palace, he wore a white suit, and no matter how he behaved, he was the only one of the elite of Western civilization. This is the mark left by his more than ten years of study abroad, and it is also a reflection of his own cultural literacy. Like the princes of those small African countries, naked with a dozen catties of gold on his body, that is not something he can accept.

And now, he has gone deep into the enemy camp, so it is naturally impossible for him to come over wearing a suit and pretending to be a civilized person. That's not highlighting cultural literacy, but pretending to be dead. He knew exactly what to do and when, so at this time, he was wearing the most orthodox panther armor.

The so-called panther armor is a set of armor made entirely of sound-absorbing steel. Sound-absorbing steel is a natural Edelman alloy that can absorb the impact of all external forces in the world. And wearing such a set of armor to fight is basically invincible.

Of course, whether it can work against mythical creatures like devils and evil spirits is a little debatable. T'Challa had never encountered anything like this, and he didn't know if these guys had a way to break through the sound-absorbing steel's defenses. However, after all these years of Black Panther Armor protecting so many generations of Guardians, he did not believe that anything could break through the protection of sound-absorbing steel.

He was very confident, and completely fearlessly entered the depths of the city, which was shrouded in wind, sand and black fog. As soon as he entered the city, his eyes were immediately thrilled by the sight in front of him.

In front of his eyes, the originally peaceful city has completely turned into a ghost. Blood and corpses littered almost every corner of the city, and flying spirits hunted down the remaining living. He saw a young girl running in a panic, trying to find a place to hide in a city shrouded in terror. But before she could find such a place, several flying evil spirits fluttered down in the sky, grabbed her, and tore the girl into several pieces.

The hot blood and fresh flesh and blood immediately made all the evil spirits around scream freely. They didn't care about anything else, they just pounced, like a hungry dog grabbing food, you and I devoured this girl cleanly, not even a little dregs left.

Everything is just a matter of moments, and watching them feast so much and unscrupulously. T'Challa only felt the heat rush in his head, and immediately screamed uncontrollably.

"Damn monsters, let me die."

He screamed as he pounced on those who had just finished eating. The strength of his body and the skill bestowed upon him by ancient customs made him as swift as a panther that had just pounced out of the woods, and when five razor-sharp claws reached out of his hands, his ferocity and ferocity instantly rose to a new level.

You know, the razor-like claws on these five fingers are not a simple thing, but a genuine sound-absorbing steel essence, which is sharper than Logan's pair of steel claws. With such a sharp weapon in hand, let alone a person, even if there is a heavy tank in front of him, he can easily tear it to pieces. Unfortunately, he's not dealing with people or tanks, but a group of evil spirits, a group of beings that you can't describe with common sense.

He threw himself into the spirits, and the claws on his hands tore them into seven or eight pieces in an instant. But whether it is from the touch or from the change of reality, all this he created is a huge gap from what he expected.

He thought he could hunt an animal like a panther, and he saw blood in an instant. Just like these evil spirits did with those young girls just now, let them die without corpses. But the reality was that, as if he had grabbed a large handful of sand and dust, the evil spirits torn by him collapsed from his fingertips. Then, before he could come to his senses, the evil spirits, which had crumbled into dust, gathered again and rushed towards him with a roar.

This made him subconsciously cross his arms and make defensive movements. And when he finished this action, his body immediately flew out like a battered baseball.

The evil spirits are real and false, and they are not at all something that a guy like him can fathom. And when the evil spirits attacked him, he was powerless to parry. Although the sound-absorbing steel can absorb kinetic energy, it will not hurt him. But it couldn't stop him from being knocked out by the pouring kinetic energy. And this made him completely fall into the disadvantage at the beginning.

In the face of such a group of enemies who cannot be defeated at all, how can we continue to fight? T'Challa couldn't think of a reason, so he immediately lost the confidence to fight. I began to think about the retreat. And at this time, it is not so easy for him to retreat.