Marvel: Unlimited Possession Chapter 333: Restrictions

His eyes swept across Ulysses Crow and the others in front of him.

Chang Amir is very clear that everyone is not really willing to cooperate with him. The reason why they are so obedient is simply because they are afraid of their scarabs.

But it doesn't matter, all he needs is their power.

"Tchaka!"

Thinking of the king who made the decision to expel him from the tribe, a sharp look flashed in Chang Amir's eyes.

In the next instant, scarabs that filled the sky emerged from his body. Under the terrified gazes of Ulysses Crow and others, they turned into a dense black mist and disappeared.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Watching the disappearing black mist, a mercenary approached Ulysses Crowe.

"What else can be done, of course, is to do as the guy says."

Covering his severed arm, Ulysses Crow's face paled.

The scarab that Chang Amir left on top of his head was undoubtedly the best threat, even if the beetle had not moved since the other party left. However, Ulysses Crow still did not dare to act rashly, after all, he did not dare to use his own life to block.

"And..."

Grinning his teeth, Ulysses Crowe looked down at his broken arm, and said with a grim expression, "Why don't you find someone to show me, this **** old fellow, don't you? Would you make a simple threat first?"

Cursing in a low voice, Ulysses Crow immediately thought of the scarab beetle still on his head, his face turned into a forced smile, and explained carefully: "That, you know , I'm just complaining casually, I didn't mean to say that because of an unintentional mistake..."

…

The black insect mist formed by the scarab beetles that controlled the dense body enveloped his body.

In the middle of the desert, the expression on Chang Amir's face suddenly changed.

Immediately afterwards, the whole body seemed to fall from the air uncontrollably.

bang——

"Cough..."

Extending his arm from the gravel-filled pit, because of the protection of the scarabs and the cushioning of the sand, Chang Amir's body did not suffer much damage.

However, the scarab beetle that disappeared quickly made Chang Amir's face gloomy.

He could clearly feel that with the disappearance of the scarab, the seemingly unparalleled power he had controlled before began to gradually decline.

"I have already reminded you..."

Right here, the dark [Scarab Seal] on the back of Chang Amir's hand began to flash red, and a majestic voice sounded from the depths of his mind.

"The power of the scarab is not endless, no, it should be said, for me, the power of the scarab is endless, but as a mere mortal, your fragile body has become the limit of the scarab's power. , once the power of the [Scarab Seal] is used excessively, such a situation will occur. Therefore, remember my humble servant, I still have important things waiting for you to do, but I don’t want it to happen yet, because you My own stupidity, and died in the extraction of the power of the scarab..."

"If this is the case, when you die, your soul will never end well..."

"I understand, great high priest, that I am a little too impulsive."

Although it is clear, what is left on the [Scarab Seal] on his palm is just a trace of Imorton's consciousness sealed in the pyramid.

However, Chang Amir still did not dare to show any transgression.

"Please forgive my ignorance."

"Better, I don't have so much kindness to give."

The black [Scarab Seal] on the back of his hand flashed a red light again, and the voice left a huge roar in Chang Amir's mind.

Looking down at the [Scarab Seal] on the back of his hand, which had returned to peace, Chang Amir raised his head and glanced at the desert where he fell.

After being silent for a while, he started to take steps and chose a direction to move forward.

With the previous lessons learned and Immorton's warning, he obviously did not dare to use the Scarab's power excessively as before.

…

Wakanda, the capital city of Berning Zana.

It is different from the primitive African tribes that people think.

Wakanda is a very technologically advanced country.

They not only have the world's most precious metal vibration gold, but also have quite advanced technology and education level, and even have their own intelligence agencies. If it weren't for the isolationism that Wakanda has always maintained in isolation, perhaps Wakanda would have a place in the world.

In the capital, the Berning Zana Council Hall, the current King T'Chaka is listening to the report of the captain of the Guards, Okoye.

"Vibrato theft?"

As a king who has been in the digit for ten years, although Tchaka has entered old age, his appearance still maintains the appearance of middle age, and the gray of his temples not only does not give him the slightest feeling of old age , but made him look more majestic.

Sitting high on his king's throne, he heard what the **** captain Okoye told him.

T'Chaka's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's right, recently," aware of the king's gaze, Okoye said quickly: "In all aspects of Wakanda, there have been cases of the loss of vibranium, and the objects of vibranium theft have broken out. It seems to be familiar with the situation inside Wakanda, where cases are often the loopholes that we patrol..."

Unlike ordinary tribes, Wakanda's personal guards belong to the fundamental strength of the king. They come from outstanding women selected by major tribes. They have strong fighting strength and are good at the use of various weapons. The most powerful force in the hands of the King of Wakanda.

"Looks like there's an internal whistleblower in all of this?"

The control of vibranium has always been the most important policy of the successive kings of Wakanda.

Therefore, even within Wakanda, there are extremely strict regulations on the use of vibranium.

Tchaka is very clear that for Wakanda, vibranium is a gift from God. It is precisely because of the appearance of vibranium that Wakanda has the power that surpasses many tribes today. However, even if After all, the great gift will be exhausted one day, and all he can do is to make this day come as late as possible.

"I have arranged for members of the PRIDE (intelligence organization) to search for this, and I believe there will be results soon."

"I hope so."

Nodding lightly, although the captain of the Guards Okoye has promised that everything will be lonely quickly, but there is a vague feeling in T'Chaka's heart that this may not be as simple as he expected.

After explaining the recent affairs of Wakanda, Tchaka saw Okoye, who had a serious look in front of him, suddenly change the conversation, with a shallow smile on his face, and said: "Speaking of which, it will be in a while. T'Challa may be back for college vacations."

For his son T'Challa, T'Challa obviously had extremely high expectations, not only arranging him to go abroad to study the civilization of the outside world, but also trying to educate him about all the history of Wakanda, including the most important part of the tribe. The main legend about the patron saint of the Black Panther.

"Really?!"

Hearing King T'Chaka's reminder, Guards Captain Okoye subconsciously showed a smile on his serious face, but he immediately reacted to the situation in front of him, and quickly restrained his smile, and replied solemnly: "If T'Challa can come back, it will be a blessing for Wakanda, and I think Princess Suri will be very happy too."

Suri is T'Challa's half-sister and one of the top technical geniuses in Wakanda. At present, some of Wakanda's protection procedures have been repaired and upgraded by her hands.

At the same time, although they are half-siblings with T'Challa, the relationship between the two is extremely deep and there is no gap.

Hearing Okoye mention his daughter, the smile on T'Chaka's face grew a little stronger.

Standing up from the throne, he looked at the huge patron saint carved behind him, and said with a silent expression: "You know, Okoye, the development of this world is faster than we imagined, although in The technology of Wakanda on earth is not inferior to that of any other country, but this is just the earth. What happened in New York made me realize that in the face of threats beyond the stars, both New York and Wakanda are in fact the same. There is not much difference, so I sent T'Challa to the UK, hoping to change T'Challa's view of the world and lead Wakanda to achieve transformation..."

"But what if Wakanda doesn't need to change?"

As the king's personal guard, Okoye has absolutely no objection to what T'Chaka did, but she still has some concerns about the changes in the king's mouth.

"Relying on Wakanda's technology, even if it is an enemy from outside, we are enough to fight against it."

"This world is wider than you think. Even on Earth, I don't think Wakanda can conquer everything." As a king, T'Chaka has enough channels to let him know the changes in the outside world and take revenge. Wakanda, Hydra, and even more dangling existences, facing these oddities and having terrifying power, even as the guardian of the entire Wakanda, Tchaka did not report enough self-confidence.

"The next world may be an era of rapid changes, so Okoye, you must be prepared to deal with these changes. Although T'Challa is good enough, he is still young after all. What I can do , is to pave the way for him as much as possible, so that he has enough time to lead Wakanda into a new path."

T'Chaka thought he had plenty of time to prepare for his son.

However, he absolutely did not expect that the time would be less than he had imagined.

…

Late at night, Wakanda.

Ulysses Crowe wraps his wounded arm and looks out over Berning Zana, the brightly lit capital of Wakanda, not far away.

The mercenary squads behind him are fully equipped, and the expressions on their faces are full of evil spirits.

"Damn."

The constant pain from the broken arm made Ulysses Crow frown. Although simple bandaging and treatment allowed him to avoid subsequent wound infections, the feeling of losing an arm still made him feel uncomfortable. Ulysses Crow was full of resentment. He knew very well that his arm would never come back. After all, he had seen his arm being devoured by those **** scarabs with his own eyes.

Thinking of the severe pain of the scarab beetle swallowing his arm, Ulysses Crow's body shuddered subconsciously.

He raised his eyes and thought of the scarab beetle that was still sitting quietly above his head, and all the thoughts of resentment or revenge in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Maybe I could go and install a robotic arm, like Stark's steel suit?

Suppressing his inner emotions, Ulysses Crow looked at his severed arm and thought for a while.

"Boss, our people are all ready, when exactly will we start action?"

Looking up at the silent Ulysses Crow in front of him, one of the leading mercenaries couldn't help but ask.

"Do you really want to act?"

Ulysses Crow glanced at him coldly in the face of his subordinate's inquiry.

To tell the truth, Ulysses Crow had a thousand and a hundred reluctance in his heart for this action~IndoMTL.com~ After all, as long as the action is launched, no matter what the outcome is, his original Zhenjin The business is impossible to continue. Even though Ulysses Crow has accumulated a lot of vibrating gold resources through the channels in the past, who would think that he has little goods in business, especially precious resources like vibrating gold, no matter how much Yuli Sith Crowe didn't think it was enough.

Although there were thousands of unwillingness in his heart, considering his own life, Ulysses Crow obediently chose to cooperate.

"Just, that guy, why not..."

Thinking of the outcome he would face, Ulysses Crow swept over the mercenaries behind him with a little irritability, and complained involuntarily.

However, before he could finish his complaint, in the next instant, the sound of rustling movement suddenly came to mind from the place where everyone was hiding.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of Ulysses Crow, a large number of pitch-black bugs emerged.

Seeing these gushing scarabs, whether it was Ulysses Crow or the mercenaries who had experienced it before, showed a stiff look involuntarily.

Pulling the corners of his stiff mouth, revealing a forced smile, Ulysses Crow looked at the figure that appeared from the direction of the scarabs, and quickly raised his only remaining arm and said, "You It's just right, we're just getting ready, and we're just waiting for you to issue an order to start the operation."

Although, in fact, Ulysses Crow and others have been waiting here for nearly half an hour, but in the face of the numerous scarab beetles, he resolutely made a welcome welcome.