The transport plane hovering above the abandoned factory remained cloaked. After watching the mercenaries' performance, T'Chaka was deeply disappointed.
He finally realized he had underestimated this Black Panther. Because of his arrogance, T'Chaka had always refused to face his opponent directly or admit that he possessed strength comparable to his own.
"Father, the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are here," Shuri reminded him.
T'Chaka gave up on wishful thinking, rose to his feet, and walked to the cabin door. He wore a vibranium battle suit painted like a tiger and held a tiger-head helmet in his hands.
This was a precaution he had prepared in advance, all for the sake of deceiving himself and the gods.
He wanted to eliminate Will Fortson, that heretical Black Panther, but he also feared being noticed by his own Black Panther God. That was why he had resorted to such a self-deceiving charade.
As long as the Black Panther God did not mention it, he would pretend it had never happened. From then on, he would have his son take his place in all domestic rituals and prayers.
That way, it would not count as deceiving the gods!
"Open the door. I'll handle this personally." T'Chaka put on the tiger-head helmet.
"Be careful, Father." Shuri opened the cabin door for him.
To avoid being spotted by the people below, they did not activate the blue tractor beam. Fortunately, the aircraft was not far above the roof of the abandoned factory, so T'Chaka jumped down directly.
Using vibranium's ability to absorb impacts, combined with his years of imitating feline movements, he shook his joints at the moment he landed and easily dispersed the force of the fall.
Seeing her father land safely, Shuri was about to close the cabin door when a black shadow suddenly burst inside. Though the shadow had clearly done nothing, Shuri felt a violent surge of energy slam into her mind. Almost instantly, foam spilled from her mouth as she lost consciousness.
After lying in wait for so long, Lin Hao finally took advantage of the parent leaving to invade the girl's territory. The moment he entered, he unleashed Conqueror's Haki and knocked her out, even making foam spill from her mouth.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. As expected of a genius officially acknowledged to be no weaker than Tony Stark..."
Lin Hao's hands moved rapidly as he inspected the aircraft's control system with an obsessed expression. "This system isn't bad!"
It took him a full two minutes before he finally cracked it.
This was a brain that combined the cutting-edge wisdom of two "unreasonable scientists," Vegapunk and Bulma!
After cracking the plane's control system, Lin Hao immediately flew it toward Los Angeles.
Wakanda truly deserved its title as the "Lighthouse of Africa." Its technology far surpassed Earth's average level. Its top speed had long exceeded Mach 3, and in less than ten minutes, Lin Hao arrived above the Los Angeles S.H.I.E.L.D. branch.
After pulling the tiger away from the mountain, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents left here were no longer worth worrying about. He could also use the mercenaries and T'Chaka to kill some of the agents heading to San Francisco.
When Lin Hao had returned from Los Angeles to San Francisco yesterday morning, he had "run into" Wakanda's plane in the sky. He had known then that the artificial Devil Fruit in Black Panther form had drawn Wakanda's attention.
This had originally been one of the ideas that had occurred to Lin Hao after seeing how highly developed Will Fortson's transformation was. He just had not expected T'Chaka to be so unable to hold back.
As soon as Lin Hao returned to San Francisco, he had waited near Will Fortson's home for the prey to come to him. Sure enough, he soon discovered Wakanda's aircraft. He had thought T'Chaka would act immediately, only to find that he had brought in a group of hired hands.
Lin Hao waited dozens of hours before they finally acted. At last, he seized the opportunity when T'Chaka entered the battle and infiltrated the plane.
Lin Hao's schedule was tight from here on out.
After arriving at the Los Angeles S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, Lin Hao, having changed his face and physique, leaped from the plane wearing a metal mask.
Before the guards could send out a warning, Conqueror's Haki swept out.
Every S.H.I.E.L.D. agent began foaming at the mouth and collapsed unconscious.
Lin Hao activated Observation Haki and directly locked onto the interrogation room where Ivan was held. However, he first went to the main server room, used equipment he had developed beforehand to breach S.H.I.E.L.D.'s system firewall, and stole all the data inside. Only then did he rush to the interrogation room and rescue Ivan.
After carrying Ivan back to the plane, Lin Hao stood at the edge of the cabin door and extended his right hand, gathering all the qi in his body into his right palm.
A basketball-sized sphere of white light gleamed brilliantly in the night.
Lin Hao flicked his wrist and hurled the mass of qi down at the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch below.
Since he did not understand the specific techniques, Lin Hao could only throw the ball of qi in such a crude manner. Fortunately, qi from the Dragon Ball World was incredibly powerful. It easily penetrated the building before exploding with a thunderous boom.
Violent flames tore apart the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, and a small mushroom cloud appeared in the night sky over Los Angeles.
Buildings and human bodies were all reduced to ashes, leaving behind a crater several meters deep.
"This is only the interest."
On the plane flying away in the distance, Lin Hao murmured coldly, "Nick Fury, I'll settle the score with you slowly for sacrificing your colleagues."
While Lin Hao flew to Los Angeles to rescue Ivan, the battle inside the abandoned factory on the outskirts of San Francisco had reached its fiercest stage.
The mercenaries T'Chaka had hired were seasoned veterans with years of combat experience. Every one of them had survived countless battles.
When they heard their companions' screams, they were not frightened. Instead, their ferocity was stirred.
"Bastard, if you've got the guts, come out and fight your Uncle Babasa face-to-face!"
Coulson, Melinda, and Grant each led a team of agents to the outside of the abandoned factory. Hearing the dense gunfire within, Grant shouted into the communicator, "Coulson, these definitely aren't ordinary kidnappers!"
"Yes, that's right." Coulson said solemnly, "But this is San Francisco. We can't retreat."
Although this operation was not their assignment, they had discovered an unidentified armed force inside the country and happened to be on the scene. There was no room for retreat. Otherwise, how could they live up to the name "Homeland Defense"?
If they retreated now, Nick Fury would definitely punish them afterward.
"Why are you wasting time talking? I'm going in first!"
Melinda truly deserved the title of The Cavalry. She might have felt a trace of reluctance when facing Chinese people, but she would not show mercy to other enemies.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents charged in from the rear, easing the pressure on Will Fortson, who had been fighting his way through. After venting his rage, his rationality returned, and he rushed into the factory building.
Although his family had most likely already been killed, Will would not accept it until he saw their bodies with his own eyes.
The Black Panther's agile form raced up the dilapidated stairs. Before long, he found three corpses lying in pools of blood inside the largest workshop on the top floor.
"NO!!!"
Overwhelming grief struck him, and Will suddenly felt all the strength drain from his body. The wounds he had suffered amid the hail of bullets finally began to hurt.
At the very moment his mental defenses collapsed, several claws tore toward his exposed throat.
The battles he had experienced these past days, along with the specialized training the military had designed for him, had ultimately heightened Will's vigilance.
His body reacted instinctively. He tilted his head aside, and a metal wing suddenly sprang from one side of his backpack. Its sharp metal blades slashed toward the ambusher's neck.
Ordinary alloy naturally could not penetrate vibranium's defenses, but this strike happened to land on the connection between the helmet and armor.
The Black Panther armor Shuri had currently designed for Wakanda had not yet adopted the nanotechnology of ten years later. It could not be formed as a seamless whole, and the connections at the joints could still be forcibly pried apart.
The instant the helmet separated from the armor, Will Fortson caught that fleeting glimpse of black.
Covering the wound torn across his neck, Will rolled away to widen the distance. He stared at the yellow tiger, his eyes filled with shock. "You... you're Black?"
T'Chaka could not be bothered to answer. Instead, he accelerated his assault, opening with killing moves and viciously attacking Will's vital points.
The vibranium claws easily tore through the armor Tony had made for Will. Before long, Will's body was covered in wounds.
"Why? Why are you trying to kill me?" Will Fortson's mind was full of confusion. "I can understand white people wanting to kill me, but you're clearly Black!"
"Aren't we countrymen?" he cried out.
T'Chaka, who had not intended to acknowledge him, seemed to be provoked by those words. He let out a cold laugh. "Countrymen? You think you're worthy?"
We noble Wakandans are the chosen people of the gods. How could lowly serfs like you be worthy of calling yourselves our countrymen?
It was because of trash like you, who should have been eliminated, that Black people were discriminated against by white people, dragging noble Wakandans into the humiliation as well.
And you still dared to shamelessly utter the word "countrymen"?
Having had a sore point struck, T'Chaka crossed his hands and released a shockwave through their collision. This was all the kinetic energy the vibranium armor had absorbed earlier.
The shockwave hurled Will Fortson away, and he sprayed out a mouthful of blood.
T'Chaka charged in fiercely, formed his hand into a blade, and thrust it into Will's chest. He brutally ripped out his heart, then retracted his claws and sliced the beating heart apart.
With intense unwillingness and fury, Will Fortson breathed his last.
Because he had signed the contract, his soul returned to Little Devil's contract book.
Lin Hao, having gained a large amount of Essence of Grievance, happened to return above the abandoned factory. Although only a disposable pawn had died, T'Chaka's attitude of "you think you're worthy to share my surname?" still made Lin Hao extremely unhappy.
"Very good. The vibranium mine should have belonged to S.P.E.A.R. from the very beginning!"
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