The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Obviously, the victory was decided. W'Kabi and M'Baku were no longer moving, clearly unconscious.

The strongest warriors of the two tribes had fallen on the path of their charge before even touching Swampfire once.

This was obviously unacceptable to the Wakandan people. They were silent, a stark contrast to when M'Baku had crushed the peas earlier.

"The victory is decided! The victor is Swampfire!"

Although the result was unacceptable to the Wakandans, the guard still announced the outcome, and the crowd cheered in response.

T'Chaka also came to Swampfire with the crowd, congratulating Swampfire on his victory.

"Thank you for bringing us such an exhilarating battle," T'Chaka said with a smile.

'If you think that was exhilarating,' Swampfire thought to himself, but didn't show it.

"Of course, I am even more grateful that you have shown us our shortcomings," T'Chaka said with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

In this battle, he saw Wakanda's weaknesses. They were suppressed by the enemy's ranged attacks, unable to even raise their heads, which was too dishonorable.

Originally, ranged weapons, such as the guns of the outside world, were considered primitive weapons by Wakanda. With vibranium, they were not afraid of those things at all, and in fact, that was the case.

But today's battle taught him a lesson. Facing aliens, it was also Wakanda's first time. Wakanda could no longer be complacent. Perhaps they were the best on Earth, but in the vast universe, they might be nothing.

At this time, the unconscious W'Kabi and M'Baku were also awakened. After examination, they only had some bruises and were not seriously injured.

Among them, W'Kabi's injuries were more severe, after all, he was hit the most. M'Baku fell to the ground after being hit once, avoiding the subsequent attacks.

"According to the agreement, the vibranium on Vision has nothing to do with Wakanda anymore," T'Chaka announced loudly, then he scanned the crowd around him.

"This time, no one has any objections, right?"

This time, no one dared to be the first to speak out, after all, there were already two examples.

And the two previous examples were silent at this time, after all, they had lost, and they had lost without any glory. It was estimated that there would be a turmoil in the tribe after returning.

This was hard for W'Kabi, who had just become the chief not long ago and had not yet gained a firm foothold. Now, it could be said that he was in a precarious situation, and he might have to rely on his wife, the head of the guard, to stabilize the situation.

But at this time, no one would pay attention to the losers. Everyone's eyes were focused on the winner.

Fury said helplessly: "You were too ruthless. You should have saved some face for the other party."

"I think this is very good," Tony was best at making different voices.

"Time-saving, efficient, if you were my employee, I would definitely give you a bonus."

"Anyway, it's solved," the good old man Banner reconciled.

"I will keep it in mind," Vision said expressionlessly, although the expression was stiff, but it could be seen that he was really grateful to Swampfire.

T'Chaka also walked over. He said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have completed the task. How about it, are you going to stay in Wakanda for a while to experience Wakanda's culture, or are you eager to return to your hometown?"

"I think we should go back," Fury looked at everyone. He seemed to be asking for opinions, but the actual meaning was self-evident.

Tony had no objection, after all, he was not unemployed, and he had a lot of things to do when he went back.

Banner also agreed. He felt that it was a bit embarrassing to stay in someone else's territory after just defeating them.

Vision followed the crowd, he didn't care about anything.

Swampfire looked at the Shapeshifter, as if wanting to hear the other party's opinion.

Banner frowned. He had just noticed that, starting this morning, the Shapeshifter seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his behavior was a bit dull. Was he feeling unwell?

"Oh, I think we should leave too," the Shapeshifter seemed to have just recovered.

"The Skywatch is also waiting for us to go back and report."

"That's right, Your Majesty T'Chaka," Fury was relieved to see that no one was singing against him this time. It would be great if these guys could be so worry-free all the time.

"Thank you for your invitation, but we have other things to do, so we won't stay any longer."

"Is that so? You are eager to return home, which is of course understandable," T'Chaka nodded.

"How about this, I have prepared a sumptuous lunch, please enjoy it before leaving."

"I dare not refuse," Fury agreed. It would be ignorant to refuse at this time.

"Sorry, Your Majesty T'Chaka," Swampfire said suddenly.

"My companion and I cannot enjoy human delicacies, so we want to leave first."

"This is my oversight," T'Challa said apologetically.

"I heard that you didn't eat anything yesterday either, I'm sorry I really don't know your eating habits."

"It's nothing," the Shapeshifter shook his head.

"After all, this is our first contact with you, which is normal."

"I'm really ashamed," T'Chaka shook his head.

"Then I'll have someone prepare a flying machine to send you off."

"No need, Your Highness T'Chaka," the Shapeshifter refused again, causing the guards to frown frequently.

"I am a flying machine myself. I only need the route now, and I can leave on my own. After all, our base is not on Earth," the Shapeshifter explained.

After speaking, the Shapeshifter rose into the air, and in the exclamations of the crowd, turned into a flying machine, which was an eye-opener for the Wakandan hicks.

"Alright then," T'Chaka didn't force it when he saw this.

"Looking forward to your next visit, I will definitely treat you well then."

"Thank you for your kindness," Swampfire stretched out his vines, tied them to the Shapeshifter's body, and slowly rose.

"We will definitely play for a few more days next time."

As Swampfire sat into the Shapeshifter's body, the flying machine transformed from the Shapeshifter spewed out tail flames, flying farther and farther, gradually disappearing into the air.

Unlike the Wakandan residents who were sending them off, the two who left at this time had only one thought, that was, it was really exciting.

Isn't it exciting to steal something and escape in front of the owner?

"Did you get everything?" Swampfire asked.

"Of course," the radio in the cockpit came with the Shapeshifter's voice.

"Don't you think about who I am? All mechanical devices are like building blocks in front of me. I can put them however I want. Wakanda is no exception. It's an easy task."

"Then our trip to Earth 199999 should come to an end," Swampfire sighed.

Staying here for almost half a year, I miss home a bit, and I also miss a certain blonde cool girl.

"It's time to leave."

The movie universe is coming to a phased end, and the next universe is a comic book universe.