Daisy in the Marvel Universe

After measuring several parameters, Mr. Fantastic raised three fingers, which meant that the troops outside had three hours of free time before restarting the communication system.

Among the six, Stark can fly with his armor, Doctor Strange's cloak can fly, Professor Charles' wheelchair has a levitation function, and Namor can also fly with his own abilities.

Only Mr. Fantastic and Black Panther are slightly less mobile.

Mr. Fantastic brought his own black technology product, which was a box-like aircraft with no wings or operating rods. It was boxy and silver-white.

Not only is this thing incredibly fast, it can also fly in space.

Looking at the Fantastic Four logo on the outer surface of the aircraft, he couldn't help but sigh. He had once thought about taking his son on an aircraft to explore space in the future, but now that he couldn't be with his wife, his son wouldn't be able to think about it anytime soon.

Calling the Black Panther, the six of them quietly bypassed Wakanda's assembled army and flew towards the depths of the palace.

Doctor Strange used invisibility on several people, but the changes in the high-speed airflow could not hide their actions, and their actions were still discovered by Wakanda.

The ground detection device scanned the sky for a while. Human vision will be deceived by magic, but machines will not. The six people were nowhere to be found. Three silver Wakanda fighter jets were dispatched, roaring to hunt them.

"They are still my people. They are just bewitched by a small group of people. Please don't kill anyone." Before the battle, the Black Panther was still imposing restrictions on its own actions. Fortunately, several of them had the heart of a holy mother. Except for Namor, who was dissatisfied, the others Several people nodded in support of this statement.

"I'll deal with them." Professor Charles is not the usual kind-hearted image at this time. As long as he leaves the leech potion, the darkness in his heart will grow. If he suppresses it blindly, it will eventually turn into darkness. Now someone makes him feel good. Next, he felt that this was a way to vent his negative emotions.

Controlling the three pilots to fly the planes into each other, he felt a sense of relief in his heart while watching the violent explosion. It was the satisfaction gained from the hearty release of power after being restrained for decades. The relief in it cannot be described in words.

However, he still maintained his bottom line, just watch the fireworks explode, and did not kill him. The three Wakandan pilots parachuted in time and escaped with their lives.

"Border tribe! Fight!" Thousands of border tribe warriors wearing blue cloaks stopped the six people. They all held scimitars and wore cloaks that could resist energy attacks. Like a thick wall, they stood at the gate of the palace. He blocked the way of several people.

"My brothers, you are on the wrong path." Black Panther was heartbroken. He didn't know why his compatriots still didn't understand him despite having done so many things to bridge the gap.

The River Tribe was in trouble, and the Border Tribe followed closely behind. Thanks to the cooperation of the two races, the neutral Merchant Tribe and the Mining Tribe had to be coerced into the rebel army.

The major tribes have been intermarried for a long time, and the relationship between them is so close that they are relatives. If the river tribe and the border tribe want to rebel, there is really no way to stop them.

"I'll control them." Professor Charles put two fingers on his forehead. His mental power had already found the leader of the border tribe. Now he was just talking to the Black Panther for the sake of the unity of this small team.

The next moment, a ball of fire burst out from the tattooed tribal leader's body, and his mental control was obviously blocked.

"Several tribal leaders have anti-mind control devices." Black Panther will not say that these things are specially designed to prevent your powers.

"Kill! Kill them!" The tattooed leader of the border tribe put on a brooch again. He roared and took the lead in charging toward Professor Charles.

The leader has defensive mind control, but the soldiers don't have it, right?

Professor Charles quietly controlled hundreds more soldiers, and they all counterattacked backwards. The originally rock-solid formation instantly became fragmented.

"We also attack!" Stark lowered his visor and sent out energy shocks with his hands, knocking down the tribe soldiers who were rushing over.

The border tribes have long been excluded from Wakanda's power structure, and their dissatisfaction with the royal family has already reached a peak. Several black warriors carried energy cannons and rushed forward regardless of their own safety.

This forced Stark to take off and distance himself.

The gap exposed after he took off was occupied by Namor. This prince of Atlantis was stewed and imprisoned by S.H.I.E.L.D. for several years. He was indeed insane at first, but he has shown a tendency to recover recently, which is not too much. Exciting, he is usually quite normal.

Seeing several black men rushing towards him, he punched one of them away without even thinking.

His strength was so great that a young black man who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was knocked away more than ten meters with one punch, and blood spurted all over the floor.

A tribal warrior with an old face seemed to be the elder of the young man. He shouted loudly, and the hatred of the country and family gathered together. Regardless of the gap in strength between himself and Namor, he swung his scimitar in a gesture that almost killed both of them.

Namor is an Atlantean mutant whose physical fitness has been fully enhanced. His combat power on land has been reduced by half, but he is still far stronger than these ordinary people. His left leg is bent, and his knee is aimed at the veteran warrior's lower abdomen. A knee bump.

The Black Panther reached out to hold down his knee, and at the same time knocked out the old warrior with a very skillful elbow blow. Then he turned to look at Namor: "I said not to hurt people! They are my people!"

The smell of gunpowder between the two was extremely strong. After a three-second stalemate, Black Panther took a step back first. Namor also did not want to make the relationship too tense and restrained his strength in the subsequent attack.

Thousands of people on the opposite side want to hack them to death, but they still want to hold back. This means that these people are so powerful that most people would have died long ago if they were like this.

"Doctor Strange, I never knew you were so powerful? Have you been hiding in New York City?"

While fighting, Stark was also looking at these temporary partners. It was no surprise that Black Panther and Namor relied on their bodies to fight. Professor Charles only had mental power at his disposal. For this reason, he controlled dozens of tribal warriors to turn against him. , this is also normal.

Mr. Fantastic, on the other hand, basically has little fighting power. He is currently fidgeting with a device while defending. Among the six, Doctor Strange's attack is the most gorgeous.

"Have you ever thought about giving yourself a code name? Why don't you mask up? Are you still going to continue to be a doctor?" Stark asked questions while typing.

The two knew each other before, but they were a rich man and a doctor at the time. They had never heard of the doctor having any extraordinary powers.

But now Stark expresses his incomprehension about Doctor Strange's fighting method. The armor data is quickly calculating his energy level and secretly measuring countermeasures.

Doctor Starrange means Doctor Strange, Strange means strange, and Doctor means doctor, doctor, so Doctor Strange is not a code name but his real name.