This Famous Quote Was Said by Russell

Lake Turkana!

It was once connected to the Nile River, but due to tectonic activity, the lake's water flow ceased, forming a vast, independent lake. It is also because of this tectonic activity that Wakanda has so many mountains, with the capital city surrounded by them on all sides.

Russell led his men around the lake and found that most of it was within Wakanda's territory. To avoid alerting the enemy, they did not venture too deep.

A week later, Natasha presented two very interesting intelligence reports. Russell quickly glanced at them and ordered someone to bring Azzuri him.

The situation has somehow gotten a bit off track!

Azzuri was summoned to the tent, he assumed Russell was willing to lower his demands for Vibranium, and a smile appeared on his face. However, his expression suddenly changed when he received the documents.

The first intelligence report: Wakanda is in turmoil, with the five major tribes engaging in a brutal struggle for the throne. The White Ape Tribe holds a dominant position, having premeditated a rhinoceros formation that severely crippled key figures in the other four tribes.

The remaining scattered soldiers gathered together and joined forces to fight against the obviously superior White Ape Tribe. They occupied advantageous terrain, and the two sides are currently deadlocked.

The White Ape Tribe vigorously promoted the White Ape religion in Wakanda, causing heavy casualties among tribes that believed in other totems; they were either imprisoned or sacrificed.

The country was in turmoil, and people were in a state of chaos. Many people from the surrounding tribes began to flee, and that's how the intelligence was obtained.

Wakanda is currently consumed by internal strife, its borders are almost undefended, and its national strength is weaker than ever before.

Even more exciting was the second piece of intelligence: because so many people were fleeing from Wakanda, news of the internal turmoil had spread. The tribes that had been decimated earlier were now eager to return, like sharks smelling blood, flocking to Wakanda.

"How could this be... how could this be?" Azzuri refused to believe it. It hadn't even been half a month since he was captured, Wakanda had degenerated to this extent. This made him feel deeply guilty.

This must be false information that Russell deliberately fabricated to deceive him in order to Vibranium!

But deep down, Azzuri felt the intelligence wasn't fabricated. For the sake of power and faith, and with ambitious individuals fueling the flames, war between tribes was quite normal. During his reign, he mediated conflicts between tribes many times, only this time the scope was wider and the fighting more brutal.

"Being far superior to others can earn you respect, like me, but being slightly superior only attracts envy, like in Wakanda." Russell shrugged, expressing his deep regret over Wakanda's internal strife. "There's a saying... beggars don't envy millionaires, although they envy other beggars who have more than they have!"

By the way, this famous quote was said by Russell!

Upon hearing this, Azzuri glared at Russell and said, "It was you! If it weren't for you imprisoning me, Wakanda would never have suffered this disaster. You destroyed this country."

"Don't say that. I've never even set foot on Wakanda's soil. How could I possibly have the power to destroy it?" Russell waved his hands repeatedly, seeing Azzuri's refined appearance, how could he be a rogue and a good person out of thin air?

"Because of you, everything started because of you. From the day you brought war to Wakanda, disaster has befallen us." Azzuri's eyes blazed with fury. If he weren't outmatched... cough cough, if his country didn't need him, he would have already dueled Russell.

"Disasters always originate from within. You have great strength but are unwilling to show it or deter those around you..." Russell was not bothered by Azzuri's accusations. He couldn't accept the blame even if he wanted to. "The country's disasters come from your outdated thinking. You have been abandoned by the times. Even without me, what is going to happen will still happen."

"No...no...that's not how it is..." Azzuri shook his head sadly. "I have already started the plan to strengthen the nation. Without you, Wakanda would not have suffered this disaster."

"That's wishful thinking on your part. As long as Vibranium exists, disaster will befall Wakanda at any time." Russell killed the conversation and, incidentally, stabbed Azzuri the back, telling him to stop daydreaming.

Azzuri was stunned by what he heard. He stood there for a long time without moving, and said in a hoarse voice, "I agree to your request. Let me return to Wakanda. After I quell the rebellion, I will give you a piece of land."

"And the mining rights for Vibranium!" Russell added.

"Yes, and the mining rights for Vibranium." After saying this, Azzuri's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked decades older, his body becoming hunched over.

Russell laughed heartily, walked up to Azzuri, and grasped his hand firmly. "Your Majesty, the wise king, your choice is right. I wish us a pleasant cooperation in advance."

"I am a sinner..." Azzuri grinned slightly, but could only manage a bitter smile.

Russell patted Azzuri on the shoulder as if he were his long-lost brother, and put his arm around him tightly, saying, "Someone, bring His Majesty the King's clothes. In this heat, what if he catches a cold if he doesn't wear more clothes?"

Azzuri: "..."

"By the way, Your Majesty, I have no intention of interfering in your country's internal strife, but I can help you teach these greedy invaders a lesson." Russell said with a smile. With many tribes joining forces and several defeated tribes returning, they were not forces that could be easily dealt with.

Azzuri twitched. "What do you want?"

The weasel wishing a chicken a Happy New Year was not a good thing. Although Azzuri had never heard this saying before, he understood the general idea. Russell was taking the opportunity to ask for benefits.

Azzuri knew full well the power of the organization behind Russell; they could wage war at will, and they had many soldiers with astonishing combat capabilities. Most importantly, these soldiers were mass-produced.

Azzuri firmly believed that what he saw before him was not the full power of the mysterious organization; he had only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg.

With such a powerful organization willing to help, it was impossible for Azzuri not to be tempted. He wanted to reduce Wakanda's casualties, but he was also afraid that Russell would make exorbitant demands.

"I heard that your country has a Heart-shaped herb that grows very beautifully. I would like to take a look. Don't worry, it's everyone's responsibility to protect rare and exotic plants. I'll just look and promise not to take anything. At most, I'll take a picture."

Azzuri: "..."

"It won't hurt to take a look, what are you afraid of? Do you think a few blades of grass are more important than the lives of the people of Wakanda?" Russell sighed. "If you don't want to, fine. I'm kind-hearted, so I won't make things difficult for you. How about this... make the piece of land allocated to me a whole size bigger."

Azzuri: "..."

"Heh, what a stingy king!"

Within Wakanda, the group walked along Lake Turkana, with Azzuri and six female guards leading the way, followed by Russell and the others. Azzuri was a clever man; he wouldn't foolishly flee, and believed that this would allow him to Cairo.

In a time of domestic turmoil and international upheaval, he will not add any new enemies to Wakanda.

A gloomy rainforest appeared ahead, and the path could only be found by feeling for oneself. Azzuri felt relieved and sent out a communication signal to summon the nearby tribesmen.

Russell and the others waited on the side. After a short while, a small team carrying long spears and shields appeared. They were from the Golden Tribe.

Upon seeing Azzuri, the people cheered and rushed forward, kneeling on the ground. "My king, you have finally returned."

"Tell me quickly, what's the situation?"

"It's like this..."

After listening to his tribesmen's report, Azzuri's heart sank; the situation in the country was very bad.

The White Ape Tribe has occupied the capital, and the people of the four major tribes have been driven out. Those who remain in the capital are either members of the White Ape Tribe or have been pressured by the White Ape Tribe to acknowledge the Elder White Ape as the new king.

The warriors of the four tribes occupied a strategic location west of the capital, confronting the new king's army, and friction and conflict broke out almost every moment.

In short, the White Ape Tribe has gained momentum, and once the rebels on the western side are eliminated, Wakanda will be under the control of the Elder White Ape.

What worries Azzuri is that Queen Nanali was scattered during the attack of the rhinoceros formation. She did not escape the capital and retreated with a small number of the Golden Tribe warriors to the mountaintop where heart-shaped medicinal herbs grow.

The terrain there was extremely treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, enough to guarantee Nanali's safety. However, there was only one road leading up and down the mountain, and the White Ape Tribe had already blocked the exit, preparing to starve Nanali to death.

"Your Majesty, let's go to the Heart-shaped herb first. The Queen's safety is more important," Russell said.

It would be difficult for Queen Nanali to starve, as she was a Wakanda raised in a free-range environment and her survival skills were beyond anyone's control. However, Russell feared that if Nanali saw no hope of escape, she might burn the Heart-shaped herb, which would be a huge loss for Lezi.

"Your Majesty, who are they?" the Golden Tribe asked cautiously.

Azzuri's expression remained unchanged. "They are the heroes who rescued me from the evil forces; they are my honored guests!"

Golden Tribe soldiers. "..."

Your Majesty, are you sure? Several of them look familiar; they've all appeared in photos.

The soldier muttered to himself, but didn't ask any further questions. After all, it concerned Azzuri's less-than-honorable side, so it was best not to bring it up.

"Your Majesty, please give the order!"

Azzuri looked up, his gaze sweeping over the dense forest and towards the mountain peaks shrouded in mist. "Take me to the west side of the capital. I want to reunite with the rest of the tribesmen."

"How cruel!" Russell said, feeling sorry for Nanali. "The king chose the country over the queen when faced with love and the throne. She must feel terrible if she knew."

"No, she will agree with my choice. From the day she became my wife, Azzuri, she was prepared to sacrifice herself for the country," Azzuri a deep voice. He had great faith in Nanali, just as she had great faith in him.

The group traveled cautiously, taking down several patrolling soldiers from the White Ape Tribe along the way, and finally arrived at the western side of the capital after 24 hours.

This is a plain nestled against the hills, where two groups are locked in fierce combat, their blood staining the earth red.

"Wakanda Forever!" Azzuri shouted, donning his Black Panther mask and charging into the battlefield with six female guards.