Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Somalia, Gulf of Aden.

Peter hovered in mid-air, the flying skateboard beneath his feet emitting a soft hum.

Beneath his feet, the cargo ship mentioned in the intelligence report floated silently on the sea, as quiet as a ghost ship that did not exist in this world.

Peter had no interest in dealing with this rabble that wasn't even a regular army.

He simply activated the Wizard Driver to switch to Flow Mode, using his ability to manipulate water to form several water tentacles.

These tentacles, like the legendary sea monster Kraken, wiped out the mercenaries on the ship in the blink of an eye.

After throwing all the bodies into the sea to feed the fish, Peter found a suitcase that was wrapped up tightly in the deepest part of the ship's cabin.

After the combination lock was forcibly broken, several pieces of metallic ore emitting a pale purple light appeared before Peter's eyes.

He casually flicked a finger gun, which landed on the ore. The ore was not only unharmed, but the purple light on it became even more dazzling.

This spectacle allowed Peter to be 100% certain that these metal ores were vibranium ore.

"The goods are genuine, but the quantity is far too small. At most, it's enough to forge one sword, let alone a complete set of battle armor."

As Peter was making these comments, he subconsciously glanced at the nautical logbook placed to the side.

The destination was discovered to be Sokovia, a small country in Eastern Europe.

"So it really was that Hydra group in Eastern Europe that initiated the deal..."

As Peter murmured this, the image of a beautiful young woman with a magnanimous heart unconsciously appeared before his eyes.

"Alright, it looks like after we've cleaned up Hydra in North America, I can take some time to go to Eastern Europe and rescue some young, beautiful girls who have gone astray... well... lost their way in life."

Just as he was thinking this, Peter's ears twitched as he noticed a series of sharp, piercing sounds coming from the sky outside the cabin.

Peter stepped out of the cabin with his suitcase and was shocked to find several high-tech fighter jets with extremely futuristic designs and outlines resembling the heads of black panthers hovering above his head.

A slightly younger, yet authoritative male voice came from the fighter jet's loudspeaker:

"Shameless thief! You are surrounded! Lay down your weapons and surrender now to face Wakanda's judgment!"

His voice carried an undeniable arrogance.

Upon hearing this voice, Peter showed no sign of nervousness; instead, he smiled.

This is truly a case of finding something you've been searching for without even looking for it, only to have it come to you effortlessly.

I was originally planning to spend some time looking for them, but they just came to me.

With this thought in mind, Peter looked up at the several Claw fighter jets that looked like they cost a fortune, and calmly replied:

"Surrounded by you?"

He chuckled softly, but his voice carried clearly to every fighter jet.

"Is it possible that you're surrounded by me?"

Upon hearing this, the Wakanda warriors on the fighter jet all changed their expressions.

Damn it, I can't stand it! I've never seen such an arrogant person in my life!

A noble warrior from a border tribe pressed the fire button almost without thinking.

The next second, an energy blast as thick as an adult's forearm blasted toward the cruise ship where Peter was.

Faced with the energy blast, Peter's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his right leg kicked upwards like a battle axe!

"Storm Kick!"

A visible cyan slash tore through the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and struck the energy blast precisely.

The incoming energy blast was detonated instantly, but the storm kick continued its momentum, heading straight for the Claw fighter jet!

hum~

The Claw fighter jet, struck by the Storm Kick, shuddered but was not shot down on the spot.

This made Peter subconsciously frown, while he couldn't help but complain in his mind.

Vibranium, a rare mineral that would cause countless nations and organizations to fight tooth and nail over even a small piece of its raw form, is used in Wakanda to create full-coverage fighter jet armor...

What does it mean to be outrageously wealthy?!

Just as Peter was making these thoughts to himself, the Wakandan warriors on the fighter jet were also staring wide-eyed in shock, cold sweat pouring down Big Black's bald head.

Because on their fighter jet displays, Peter's powerful kick had just been converted into a clear energy index!

That seemingly ordinary kick actually managed to store more than 30% of the energy in the vibranium armor after blasting an energy blast!

This means that if they don't release this terrifying kinetic energy immediately, their vibranium fighters will only be able to withstand three to five such attacks before exploding on the spot due to excessive energy accumulation!

Under normal circumstances, let alone bullets, even common Sidewinder missiles wouldn't necessarily cause such terrifying energy buildup when they hit their fighter jets!

In other words... the power of that masked man's kick was even greater than that of a Rattlesnake missile!

That's absolutely outrageous!

……

Just as the Wakanda warriors were stunned by this bizarre scene, Peter, who was annoyed at not being able to destroy the fighter jet with a single kick, drew the samurai sword that had been hidden away for sixty chapters.

It was a trophy he had seized from the Silver Warrior, and Peter had brought the little toy with him, knowing he would be traveling to Wakanda.

Although the vibranium content here is pitifully low, it's enough to deal with these fighter jets!

Thinking this, Peter sneered and brushed his hand across the Wizard Driver at his waist.

"Hurricane, please!"

The emerald green magic circle passed through Peter's body, and the wizard's armor on Peter's body quickly switched to hurricane form!

Peter, in his hurricane form, instantly transformed into a blue tornado that shot into the sky at such speed that it even left a long wave on the sea surface!

The driver who had fired at Peter earlier only felt a blur before his eyes and couldn't help but ask:

"Where did it go?"

The next second, Peter's figure suddenly appeared on the fighter jet's porthole.

What the hell!

The Wakanda warrior was terrified and was about to press the fire button again, but Peter's figure had already disappeared from his sight once more.

What...what happened?!

Just as the driver was completely bewildered, he heard his companions shouting frantically over the radio:

"Kalva, jump! Jump now!"

However, in the sight of the other Wakanda warriors, Peter's fleeting figure had already appeared behind the fighter jet without anyone noticing.

Clang!

Peter returned his katana to its sheath.

The next second, a huge cyan slash appeared on the Claw fighter jet!

Amidst the terrified screams of the pilot, Kalva, the fighter jet was split in two, and he himself began to plummet towards the sea below like a meteor...