American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 380 The War for the Wakanda Throne

"Hey kid, what are you doing?"

Allen grabbed the automated farm implement that was about to get up.

The Black man responded with awe, "The king is summoning his people; something big must be about to happen."

"Let's join in the fun, yay!"

Upon hearing that something had happened, Allen carried Morgan on his back and rushed to the city of Wakanda.

Countless Wakanda citizens along the way were heading in one direction.

Their clothing resembles the traditional attire of the Maasai people in Africa.

In short, it's like being wrapped in a brightly colored cloth.

Allen and Morgan, who had blended into the crowd, seemed completely unfazed.

Clearly, they are aware of the world outside Wakanda, but they adopt a closed-off national management system. Except for those with special status, ordinary citizens who go out without permission are considered to have given up their citizenship.

Furthermore, they may not be willing to give up their current lives, as the stereotype is that the outside world is impoverished and their own country is a highly developed and superior nation.

From what he saw upon entering Wakanda, Allen understood the true nature of the country.

Essentially, it is similar to the autocratic rule of African monarchs.

If the American comic book universe weren't arbitrarily created by comic book editors, it would be impossible for countries like Wakanda to exist.

Contradictions are everywhere.

Drifting along with the current, we eventually reached the cliffside waterfall.

The wide cliff face is dotted with platforms where Black people gaze down at the waterfall.

On the surface of the cliff, the image of a black panther is carved.

It is naturally the leopard god Bastet, worshipped in Wakanda.

Not only were members of the royal family present, but also the leaders of other tribes gathered in the stands.

The platform filled with flowing water was actually an arena, a battlefield used to compete for the new kingdom.

Everyone waited quietly for the protagonist to appear, patiently anticipating the birth of a new king.

In reality, the common people didn't care who the king was; they came to observe out of curiosity.

After all, members of the royal family rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with other members of the royal family; at most, they learn about the king through propaganda.

"Have you heard? The challenger is Eric, the orphaned son of Prince Njob."

"I haven't heard of any information about Eric's family members in the royal family."

"He's been living outside all this time, but now he's back."

"According to royal tradition, Eric is indeed qualified to challenge for the throne."

"Have you considered this: the king has taken the heart-shaped herb, how could Eric possibly win?"

"..."

Listening to the chatter of the people around him, Allen roughly understood what was going on.

According to the movie's plot, Black Panther T'Challa is destined to be defeated and fall off a cliff.

Then, the story unfolds as a thrilling tale of rebirth and reclaiming the throne.

"Grandpa, who is Eric?"

Morgan looked around curiously, as if everything was new and exciting.

Allen stroked his chin and said, "Eric, well, he's a Blade who specializes in hunting vampires, but now he's disguised as a leopard."

"Oh, I see." Morgan nodded, seemingly understanding.

There are too many people with the same name in the world, especially in Western societies where people are not good at naming. If you walk down the street and call out "Jack," everyone from toddlers in diapers to homeless people sleeping on the side of the road will probably turn around and look at you.

Of course, in Allen's eyes, Blade and Leopard were pretty much the same.

Both are Black, both are melee heroes, and both have the same name.

However, Allen observed many different things.

His mage skill, Omniscience, allows him to see distinctly different elements.

In the stands, right in the center was Suli, a member of the royal family and Black Panther's sister, who was surrounded by a layer of black, sharp light.

The Black Panther Mother, who was seated in the main seat, was not present; she was only seen in Suri.

"Blessed by the Leopard God?"

Allen saw through the truth at a glance.

Clearly, those of true royal blood receive Buster's favor, thus being different from ordinary people in certain aspects.

Suri, as Wakanda's chief scientist, must have had his IQ optimized.

Suddenly, a Quinjet landed on the platform.

Six female warriors escorted Namo to Queen Ramanda.

The moment Namo appeared, everyone was in an uproar.

Namor's sea tribe and Wakanda were enemies, and he captured the enemy leader without anyone noticing.

Ordinary people are more worried about triggering a full-scale war.

The main reason is that Wakanda is located on the coast, and a single tsunami driven by the sea creatures can cause them heavy losses.

"Your Majesty, two spies have infiltrated our country," Okoye reported.

spy!?

Upon hearing this, the people on the cliff looked at each other in bewilderment, and then their gazes all turned to Allen and Morgan.

Those present, being the only ones with different skin color, were naturally assumed to be spies.

"What kind of eyes do you have? You can tell I'm Captain America just by looking at my uniform."

Seeing Allen's shameless behavior, the crowd couldn't think of any words of reproach for the time being.

If someone were truly a spy, they wouldn't hide. Openly coming out to join the fun is something no normal person would do.

At this moment, Allen's legs were slightly bent.

Then, he leaped off the cliff and landed beside Namo.

In an instant, the female warrior warily raised her spear, and the guards standing on the platform brandished their weapons in preparation.

"One more time, one more time."

Morgan shouted excitedly, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of jumping from a great height.

"Only once."

Allen solemnly warned, "Show some respect to the elderly."

"Hmm... just once."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Allen carried Morgan on his back and jumped off the cliff like a cannonball before leaping back onto the platform.

This left everyone speechless.

Jumping twenty or thirty meters high is simply unbelievable.

"She is Morgan."

Suddenly, Suri, who had been silent, spoke up and asked to confirm, "Is she Morgan, Tony Stark's daughter?"

"Hmm," Allen replied calmly.

"Aunt Suli."

Morgan waved a toilet plunger in greeting.

As a member of the Avengers, Black Panther must have had technical exchanges with Tony Stark, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to know Morgan.

"And who are you?"

Suri turned to look at Allen, treating him entirely as a kidnapper.

She doesn't remember any Asian superheroes in the Avengers.

Allen put Morgan down, removed his mask and put it back on the Captain America suit mask, and said smugly with his hands on his hips: "I am Tony's uncle, Morgan's grandfather, Steve's father, the second Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj, the Batman of Gotham, and now the main character, Captain America, Allen."

"..."

Although Suri was completely confused, it didn't stop her from gathering information about Allen online.

The information projected from the watch caused Suri's expression to change constantly.

The things that happened to Allen were really unbelievable, and at the same time, I was amazed at how many things were happening in the outside world.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, and the purpose was explained.

Suri didn't immediately respond to Namo's proposed ceasefire agreement, but instead looked at his mother, Queen Ramanda.

"Feel sorry."

Ramanda said gravely, "Lord Namor, I cannot give you an answer at this time."

With a battle for the throne looming, Black Panther may not be able to retain his kingship, and his promises made now may not be kept.

(End of this chapter)