Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Why is it that this stranger was able to win over Ms. Mio's favor as soon as he appeared?

"If you look at me like that again, I'll gouge your eyes out."

"you!"

"Shut up, Casillas."

The Ancient One, dressed in a pale gold sorcerer's robe, emerged from the New York temple and shouted to stop them.

She was fully aware of the little schemes of her disciples.

As for personal relationships, the Ancient One naturally wouldn't concern herself with such matters, adopting a "turn a blind eye" approach.

"Do you need me to get rid of him for you, Ancient One?"

"No need for that."

"You should be able to see one of the outcomes in the endless future."

Zhao Chen was referring to the traitorous disciple who had suddenly attacked Master Gu Yi.

The best outcome is to nip a hidden threat in the bud.

"Of course, but since he is my disciple after all, it's best not to do that."

"Being too kind-hearted is not a good thing."

Zhao Chen withdrew his killing intent and said calmly.

As long as the Ancient One doesn't want to die, even if she borrows Dormammu's power, this guy can't threaten her.

Since the Ancient One wanted to protect this guy, Zhao Chen didn't mind doing her a favor.

"The Ancient One, this guy—"

"Shut up, go back and copy the magician's name a thousand times."

"........"

After being reprimanded by the Ancient One, Kaecilius dared not utter a word of complaint.

He couldn't believe that his master, with whom he had spent so many years, would suddenly side with an outsider.

A surge of resentment rose within him. He recalled a magic book he had once seen, which contained the ritual for summoning Dormammu. A rebellious thought instantly surfaced in his mind...

Chapter 49 Welcome to the Drai Alliance!

In a major city in East Africa, a United Nations conference is being held.

Numerous media reporters and international agents looked around the spacious conference room.

"Greetings, everyone. I am King T'Chaka of Wakanda. It is an honor to participate in this United Nations meeting today and to contribute to world peace."

"As is well known, agriculture in Africa is underdeveloped due to its geographical environment."

"Even the poorest and most backward Wakanda must stand up and contribute its strength at this moment."

"Golden Fertilizer is a special fertilizer developed by the combined wisdom of Wakanda, which can double the yield of ordinary grains."

"With this fertilizer, Africa can completely get rid of UN aid in the fight against famine."

"........"

Standing at the center of the speech, holding a plan document in his hands, T'Chaka, the King of Wakanda, delivered his speech with great emotion.

From the outside, Wakanda is seen as an extremely backward agricultural country that even needs the support of the United Nations for basic necessities.

However, Wakanda is actually a technologically advanced nation hidden in the shadows, possessing a unique and rare resource—vibranium, and its rulers throughout history have been known as the 'Black Panther'.

Wakanda also worships Best, regarding him as their guardian deity.

Each generation of Black Panthers establishes a spiritual connection through the power of the Heart-Shaped Grass, gaining superhuman strength.

Equipped with the vibranium-forged Black Panther suit, they are often able to unleash a fighting force capable of taking on thousands of enemies single-handedly.

As the heir to the throne, T'Challa sat below, listening quietly to his father's speech.

Everyone's expression carried a hint of disdain, as if they held a deep contempt for this poor and backward agricultural country.

But T'Challa knew that his country's wealth and power far surpassed that of everyone present.

It's like everyone thinks you're a pig, but you're actually a Tyrannosaurus Rex that can easily devour a tiger.

This is probably what they call "pretending to be weak to catch a tiger."

"I hope the world will become a better place!"

"Shh-"

The magical runes spun in the air, as if they had eyes, and slashed towards the rear of the King of Wakanda.

The Wakanda king, with his panther instincts, felt his hair stand on end and transformed into an agile cheetah, dodging the attack with a roll.

The spinning axe cleaved the podium in two, cutting dozens of innocent people in half along with it.

Then, as if drawn by a force, it flew in one direction.

Draven, dressed in outlandish clothes, walked in, constantly spinning the throwing axe in his hands, wielding it with effortless ease.

With his robust physique, the precision of Hawkeye Barton's throwing axe attacks, and the throwing axe crafted from special metals from Valoran and imbued with magical runes, Draven possesses the power of a demon-level calamity.

"Ahhhh!!!"

All the media reporters, as well as some members representing their respective countries, screamed in fear.

They scrambled to escape, and the guards responsible for protecting the meeting drew their pistols and aimed them at Draven.

"Come out and play with us! Hahahaha!"

"Now, let's begin my charismatic Draven game!"

Welcome to the Delai Alliance!

Two spinning axes, like nimble venomous snakes, effortlessly reaped the lives of everyone.

It's as simple as eating and drinking water, as easy as it gets.

Of all those present, only the King of Wakanda, who possessed the power of the Black Panther, could barely put up a fight, even with the Black Panther suit made of vibranium.

Without the Black Panther suit, the King of Wakanda would have died from an explosion of explosives, still in his mortal state.

This level of defense is simply no match for Draven's axe.

"Father!"

"T'Challa! Let's go!"

"The King of Wakanda shouted."

The person in front of me is aggressive and very troublesome.

It doesn't matter if I die; my son is an excellent leader who can inherit my position.

But it wouldn't be good if my son were to be buried here as well.

"No! I won't leave!"

"shot!"

The surrounding guards opened fire, intending to kill Draven on the spot as he was wreaking havoc.

However, for the physically strong Noxians, the bright yellow bullets felt like small marbles when they hit them.

"Ping pong—"

The sound of breaking glass came from above the conference room.

Like a heavy object landing, Darius, clad in deep black armor and exuding the aura of a steely soldier, descended from the sky.

Bathed in the scent of blood and radiating an overwhelming killing intent, Darius had personally killed at least tens of thousands of people, and indirectly caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands more.

"Where is the King of Wakanda?"

"I am..."

"Then go to hell."

Before the King of Wakanda could finish speaking, Darius's battle axe, imbued with a fierce aura, severed his head.

Only a corpse, still bleeding profusely, lay on the ground.

All actions were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Swain, the Noxian leader, did not give orders to kill the King of Wakanda; this was merely an independent action by Darius and Draven, as if announcing to the world the arrival of Noxus!

"Do not!!!"

With bloodshot eyes, T'Challa, who had witnessed his father's head being severed, let out a furious roar of resentment.

Having completed their mission, Darius and Draven paid no heed to the remaining ants. Instead, carrying the head of the Wakanda king, they easily broke through the army's encirclement, left the city, and vanished without a trace...

Chapter 50 Vice President-Level Summoning Authority!

Ten days have passed since the Deep Sea King's death and the repelling of the Deep Sea Clan's invasion.

New York, once a scene of devastation, is gradually coming back to life.

As the main fighting force in this war, the League of Legends has now become the dreamland of countless young people.