Resolving the Potential Third World War

T'Challa felt that nothing in his twenty-eight years of life had been as thrilling as this day. The information he had received was simply world-shattering.

Gods from myth had appeared.

Aliens had invaded!

The upper echelons of the United States had all been controlled.

The Third World War could break out at any moment.

Good lord, beneath the seemingly peaceful human world, there had always been a group like this silently protecting humanity?

T'Challa was filled with awe, a deep respect rising within him for everyone present. When he suddenly heard He-El's instruction, he was momentarily unable to react.

"Ah? Ah!" T'Challa then realized that he had been holding the case the entire time. He hurriedly picked up the black briefcase by his feet, swiftly placed it on the conference table, flicked open its clasps, and opened it for everyone to see.

Everyone turned their eyes toward it.

Inside the black briefcase were smooth, metallic, round pieces the size of shirt buttons, densely piled together.

"Are these... related to Loki's mind?" Seeing the contents of the case, Nick Fury's heart stirred, and he roughly guessed their purpose.

There were so many of those round metal buttons packed into the case that Nick Fury could tell at a glance that they were meant to comprehensively deal with the congressmen and generals controlled by Loki.

Tony Stark, standing beside He-El, directly reached into the black case. His fingers sank into the button-sized pieces of metal, and when he raised his hand, they streamed through the gaps between his fingers with a clatter, colliding with a pleasant metallic sound.

Tony Stark's gaze flickered. He stared intently at the metal buttons in the case. Once all the pieces had flowed from his palm, he grabbed another large handful, pressed his hand against the table,