The Fall of Wakanda!

Africa, Wakanda.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

Accompanied by the hum of the teleportation barrier.

Wolf Rorschach, carrying a Forgebreaker Warhammer over his heavy shoulder armor, arrived on the temperate, dry ground with an unpleasant expression.

He had come to pick a fight with Cypher Rorschach.

However, when he strode aggressively into the Intelligent controlled legion, which was constructing one massive building after another in Wakanda.

He immediately spotted Cypher Rorschach teasing a gigantic crocodile beside a muddy pond.

And before Wolf Rorschach could launch a surprise attack on Cypher Rorschach's broad back.

The other man's deep voice slowly rang out.

"Yo, wolf cub, you're here?"

The moment Cypher Rorschach finished speaking.

Wolf Rorschach, who had been somewhat slow to catch on, immediately understood.

He could not help baring his teeth as he said:

"I get it. You deliberately provoked me with your words and actions so I'd come looking for a fight, right? You want me to help you attack Wakanda!"

Before Wolf Rorschach could finish.

Cypher Rorschach suddenly shifted back on his Mag-boots and raised his hand, shooting dead the gigantic crocodile that had been preparing to lunge at him.

He turned around calmly, his gaze fixed on Wolf Rorschach as he said:

"Our Primarch needs to remain at Twin Islands Base to deal with a great many matters on the Homeworld, and Iron Man David doesn't have the time either. Since you're idle anyway, why not come help me? I'll have a set of Vibranium Power Armor made especially for you afterward. How about that?"

"You're offering me something I could have gotten easily anyway as payment? Is that how all you Dark Angels conduct business?"

Somewhat speechless, Wolf Rorschach drew a deep breath.

He frowned slightly as he looked over the Intelligent controlled legion hauling construction materials back