Apocalypse said, "Wakanda's system of royal succession no longer suits the modern world. I proposed abolishing it, but your people disagreed."
"I wanted to ask for your opinion."
"Oh?" Bast was somewhat surprised. "How could such a trivial matter warrant Mr. Tang personally stepping in?"
In her view, with Apocalypse's power, even occupying an entire universe would seem too small for him.
Yet he had contacted her over a single rule in a small nation on one planet?
It truly did not fit the standing of such a supreme powerhouse.
For someone with that kind of strength, his word was law!
Who would dare disagree? A single misstep could bring national ruin, even implicating the gods behind them.
At that thought, Bast, the Black Panther God, trembled slightly.
If her people clashed with him and angered this being, she might not even be safe in the Soul World.
Bast's black eyes swept over the area, and divine majesty descended upon the Wakandans present.
"Who said they disagreed? Step forward!"
Splash...
The Elder with the large lower lip was so frightened that he knelt directly in the water, trembling as he said, "Bast, we have merely followed your will. Since ancient times, we have never dared change it..."
Seeing Bast's anger, the Wakandans who had disagreed in their hearts all dropped to their knees.
They believed in the Black Panther God. Even if they had only thought it in their hearts, they dared not conceal it.
For a time, centered on the waterfall platform, people throughout the mountains and plains fell to their knees in waves.
At least half of all Wakanda had knelt.
Bast's girlish voice rang out again, but this time it carried divine majesty:
"Mr. Tang is an existence beyond the gods! Defying his will is equivalent to