A technician immediately stepped forward, took a drop of Killmonger's blood, and ran a genetic comparison.
The results came back moments later.
There was no doubt: he was a descendant of the royal family.
Prince N'Jobu was already dead, so obtaining his genetic material now would be difficult.
But comparing Killmonger's genes with those of other royal family members was enough to establish his lineage.
With everyone watching, the old king could not deny Killmonger's royal blood.
He could only hope Apocalypse would help him resolve this problem.
One of the conditions negotiated yesterday was to use the Apocalypse King's prestige to safeguard Wakanda's royal family and the succession of the Black Panther.
Every Black Panther had been more than a superpowered guardian. He had also been Wakanda's spiritual pillar.
They were like living totems, uniting all the people of Wakanda.
If outside forces infiltrated the country, the Black Panther would be their primary target.
As long as Apocalypse promised to protect the Black Panther's succession, Wakanda would already be in an unassailable position.
Naturally, the old king did not want someone of unknown origins competing for the throne.
Even without his powers, the Black Panther was not someone an ordinary person could defeat.
But the old king was not about to take that risk.
Since this man dared to challenge him, he might well have a trump card.
If he won, were they really supposed to let this stranger become king?
In the original storyline, Killmonger had entered the contest for the throne after the old king's death.
After he defeated the Black Panther, the other Wakandans had actually swallowed their anger and let him take power and wreak havoc.
Exposed to the international community, such a power structure and succession system would look like a farce.
It was