"Zuri!"
Erik's roar spread into the breeding room, attracting the attention of Zuri who was taking care of Heart-Shaped Herb.
Erik ran into the breeding room panting, grabbed Zuri's robe, "Tell me, how did my father die!"
Zuri was lifted directly by Erik, barely able to stand on tiptoes on the ground.
But he didn't panic too much. When T'Challa came to find him, he was ready to face the current situation.
"You go down first, His Majesty the King and I have something to talk about."
Zuri looked at the flustered assistants around him and asked them all to go out. After everyone went out, Zuri looked at Erik who had an extremely ferocious expression in front of him.
"It seems that His Highness T'Chaka has told you?"
"If it means that my father wanted to kill you first, and then was killed by T'Chaka, then that's what he said. And I came here just to confirm whether this is true!"
Erik put down Zuri and watched him walk to the edge of the sand pit in the middle.
After Zuri sat down, he said, "Your Majesty T'Chaka is right. It was indeed your father who tried to kill me. His Majesty T'Chaka had no choice but to kill him. Otherwise, I believe that both you and His Majesty N'Jobu will be taken back to Wakanda to accept the trial of Elder Council."
Erik Listening to Zuri's almost admission, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't believe this fact.
"If what you said is true, then why didn't you tell me clearly at that time? Or, take me back to Wakanda?"
"Because His Majesty T'Chaka wants to protect you, if we take you back, you will bear the punishment for His Majesty N'Jobu, and in Wakanda, stealing Vibranium is the heaviest crime."
"Am I going to die?"
"That's right, not only will you die, His Majesty N'Jobu will also be nailed to Wakanda's pillar of shame. This is a punishment heavier than death, and it means that he will never be accepted by Panther Goddess and enter Ancestral Plane."
Zuri explained for Erik, watching Erik's face become very ugly, and continued, "His Majesty T'Chaka did not inform Elder Council of the details. He told me to maintain the dignity of His Majesty N'Jobu and maintain the last dignity for His Majesty N'Jobu."
Erik Listening to Zuri's explanation, he didn't know whether to believe him or not. Looking at the Heart-Shaped Herb around him, Erik suddenly remembered that after taking Heart-Shaped Herb, he had met his father in Ancestral Plane.
However, N'Jobu did not tell him the situation at that time. He told N'Jobu about his plan there and was kicked out of Ancestral Plane directly.
After all, if he stayed there for too long, his body would die from lack of oxygen, so the two didn't chat for too long.
And now, Erik is looking at these Heart-Shaped Herb.
"Can you let me enter Ancestral Plane again? I want to ask my father the truth and what he thinks."
Erik looked up at Zuri. Zuri was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately and said, "Of course, His Majesty the King, this is your right."
The assistants who were kicked out were called back. When they heard that the new king wanted to enter Ancestral Plane again, their expressions were a little surprised, but they took action immediately.
The previous king would occasionally enter Ancestral Plane, perhaps to report performance to the previous Black Panther, or to pay respect to Panther Goddess. Therefore, they were not very surprised about this matter, but were surprised that the new king had entered Ancestral Plane yesterday, and what he was doing again today.
Although the preparations were quite hasty, the ceremony was still very successful. Black Panther's Power was expelled from Erik, and then he drank the potion again and lay down in the sand pit.
Erik only felt that his body became lighter, as if he was flying into the sky, and was being pulled by a great being into a Strange space.
When he opened his eyes, he was already standing on a plain, with beautiful stars reflected in the sky, and in front of him was a huge acacia tree.
Several Black Panther squatted on the acacia tree, watching Erik appear in front of them.
"What are you here for? The new Black Panther?" Several Black Panthers emitted bursts of light in front of Erik. When the light dissipated, several old people wearing various ancient costumes appeared in front of him.
Erik knows that these are the successive Black Panthers who have been protecting Wakanda during their lifetimes, and after their deaths, they were connected to this Ancestral Plane by Panther Goddess and live forever.
"I'm looking for my father. Although he is not Black Panther, he should be here." Erik looked around, but it didn't look like there was a house at all.
"Your father? N'Jobu?" It can be seen that these ancestors are very familiar with his father. One ancestor raised his arm and pointed to one side.
"Your father, over there."
Erik looked in the direction he pointed and found that at some point, a prison-like building appeared nearby.
Erik walked towards there, came to the side of the prison, and looked at the figures inside through the bars.
N'Jobu sat on the cold ground of the prison, lowered his head and closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Father?"
Erik shouted softly, N'Jobu's shoulders shook, and he looked up at Erik.
"Why are you here?" N'Jobu stood up in panic, trying to look decent.
"Let me... ask you a few questions." Erik said hesitantly.
N'Jobu was confused for a moment, and then came to his senses, "Do you want to ask why I died?"
Erik nodded, "They said you wanted to harm your compatriots, but I don't believe it. How could you hurt your compatriots? Haven't you been teaching me to protect our compatriots?"
N'Jobu looked at the excited Erik and couldn't help lowering his head to avoid his sight.
"I don't know what the situation was at that time. Maybe it was because of my passion. When I found out that my best deputy was a spy of Wakanda, when I got angry, I..."
Seeing N'Jobu explaining in a panic, Erik also knew that T'Chaka and Zuri had not deceived him. Seeing N'Jobu like this, he also lowered his head.
"I thought it was Black Panther who took the initiative to kill you. I always thought so, but I didn't expect..."
Erik turned around and looked at the stars in the sky. N'Jobu watched his child turn around and immediately rushed to the window and shouted to Erik.
"I'm sorry, Erik, you could have lived a better life, but it was me who took you out Wakanda. I'm sorry..."
Erik still made no movement, his back was turned to his father, and two lines of tears fell from his face.
His figure gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared at Ancestral Plane.
The ancestors over there watched Erik disappear, and with a wave of their hands, the prison disappeared again and entered Land of Exile.
Although T'Chaka tried to hide it, he still couldn't hide it from the wise Panther Goddess. Everything N'Jobu did was discovered by Panther Goddess, who finally refused to enter Ancestral Plane and sent him to Land of Exile to reflect on his mistakes.
When Erik entered Ancestral Plane before, Panther Goddess routinely checked the things that impressed him most, and found that this person was actually related to N'Jobu, so he asked them to meet him.
Several Black Panther looked up at the starry sky. This space was the resting place given to them by Panther Goddess, and the starry sky in the sky was the way to communicate with Panther Goddess.
They stared at the brilliant starry sky, as if they heard the words of Panther Goddess. With a final bow, they turned into Black Panther and rested on the grassland.
But in the real world, a small pile of sand was suddenly lifted up, and Erik started to move suddenly, taking deep breaths.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
Zuri shouted nervously, you can't stimulate him at this time. Heart-Shaped Herb's power has just merged with his body, and he needs to get used to it before he can recover.
Erik gained experience and quickly calmed down his body's instincts. He stood up from the sand pit and glanced at Zuri.
"What you said is true. There is no need to imprison T'Chaka and the others anymore."
After saying this, Erik walked outside and shouted away several guards around him.
He now wants to be alone and calm down.
Back on the cliff of King's Challenge, Erik sat on the edge, listening to the wind in his ears and looking at the beautiful scenery of Wakanda.
The sun gradually set, Erik looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and remembered what his father told him when he was a child, Wakanda's sunset was particularly beautiful.
Now it looks really good.
Inexplicably, Erik, looking at this beautiful scenery, remembered the question T'Chaka asked him in the car.
"Am I really fit to be the king of Wakanda?"
Erik Looking at the hometown that he misses so much, he actually wants to drag his hometown into the flames of war and fight with the whole world!
"No, you can't do this, I have to stop!"
A cold sweat arose behind Erik. If he wanted to realize his father's vision and fight for the rights of other people of his race, war was not the only way to go. There were many other ways.
Erik thought about his original idea. As a former agent of United States, he specializes in causing chaos in other countries. Changing regimes is his specialty.
He just wanted to get a few dead soldiers from Zola, pretend to be agents from other countries, kill a few tribal elders, and centralize power himself. With the help of the identities of several dead soldiers, he mobilized the power of Wakanda to declare war on the whole world.
But now it seems that this plan will undoubtedly plunge Wakanda into chaos, and it is unknown how many compatriots will be implicated. It is a completely undesirable method. Not to mention that it will also plunge Wakanda into chaos and make this beautiful scenery disappear.
He couldn't do this. Erik was thinking about his agreement with Zola, and planned to explain it clearly to Zola tomorrow, terminate the agreement, and give him some Vibranium to send him away.
After thinking about it, Erik immediately stood up and walked towards his palace.
The next day, in the capital of a small and poor country near Wakanda, Zola was sitting in the only restaurant in the city that could barely seat people, waiting for the arrival of Erik.
After an unknown amount of time, Erik, who was wearing a hood, walked into the restaurant carrying a box. He frowned as he looked at the excited and noisy crowd in the store, and finally sat down opposite Zola.
"Hey, long time no see, should I call you His Majesty the King now?"
Zola said hello with a smile, but Erik didn't have a good expression.
Putting the suitcase in his hand on the table, Erik directly pushed the suitcase in front of Zola.
"This is what you want, take it and leave quickly."
Zola looked at the box in front of him and couldn't wait to open it. Looking at the several tubes of Vibranium inside, Zola's eyes seemed to glow with light.
"Yes, it is indeed Vibranium, but why does it feel a little less? Didn't we agree on one hundred kilograms? This is only about thirty kilograms, right?"
Zola closed the box, put it aside, and continued to look at Erik.
"Or is this just a deposit? Do you want to let my dead men do the work for you first, and then give me the rest after the work is done?"
"No, I don't plan to ask for your dead soldiers anymore. These are your thanks for helping me return Wakanda. We don't need to meet each other in the future, and you'd better not appear in front of me."
Erik said unhappily that when he took Vibranium from the warehouse today, he was directly questioned by Elder Council. He couldn't say that he wanted to give Vibranium to others, he could only say that he had urgent need.
Elder Council believed his words for the time being, but asked him to give a specific usage report later.
Oh my god, other people Shuri are using Vibranium to make slippers. If I use some Vibranium, they will say that I took so long.
Am I too shameless as a king?
Erik sighed and looked at Zola in front of him who still had something to say, "What else do you want to say? I have something urgent to do next. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Zola patted the box on the side, "I just think that this little Vibranium might not be enough."
He not only wants to replace himself with a Vibranium shell, but also wants to change the internal brackets and other materials into Vibranium materials. How can such a small amount of Vibranium be enough? One hundred kilograms is not enough.
Erik frowned and looked at Zola, "These Vibranium on the market are worth 10,000 US dollars per gram, and they are still priced at no market. And these Vibranium already weigh 30 kilograms, don't you think it's enough?"
"You told me before that you would give me one hundred kilograms, but now you only have thirty kilograms."
"You still want one hundred kilograms?" Erik was a little annoyed by Zola's greedy look and laughed.
"Listen Zola, giving you these thirty kilograms Vibranium is pretty good. It's not that no one noticed your meddling in Wakanda's internal affairs. It's just that I suppressed it, so no one came to find you."
Erik leaned forward, put his hands on the table, and continued, "Hydra has now been targeted by Tony·Stark. Do you still want to make more and stronger enemies?"
Zola shrugged, "Of course I don't want to, it's just..."
"Then shut up, take these Vibranium, and get out!"
Erik growled lowly at Zola and walked out.
He has to go out to work, so there is no time to continue talking to him.
"Wow, he looks really anxious, right?" Zola said to the man holding a dog behind him.
The other party didn't say anything, Zola also smiled.
"But we have finally prepared the dead soldiers he wants. How can we not let him experience it?"
The noisy restaurant suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding customers stopped what they were doing and froze there, like robots.
The dog on the man's hand jumped down and followed Erik away.
Zola, who was sitting there, smiled. Thirty kilograms of Vibranium couldn't satisfy his appetite, but it was enough for the time being. Let's put the outer skin on first, and then go to Wakanda to get some Vibranium.
Carrying the suitcase, Zola walked into the back kitchen of the hotel, grabbed his face with both hands, and violently tore it open.
The skin was torn, exposing the silicone inside.
This is why Erik feels that Zola's body is very soft. He made his real body look like a human skeleton, and then put on a layer of silicone coat to make his body feel the same as the human body.
Take Vibranium out of the box, Zola crush the Vibranium container, and put Vibranium directly on your body.
Bolts of lightning were released from inside the body, wrapping Vibranium, melting it, and replacing the metal on his body.
This process seemed quite painful, and Zola couldn't help but cry out in pain and fell to the ground. After the final surface armor was replaced, Zola slowly stood up.
Knocking on his shell, Zola twisted his neck.
"Is this Vibranium?"