Chapter 926 - Ch: 161-171

Ch: 161-171

Chapter 161: Going Home

Before leaving, Karl approved Tony's mass production of the super soldier serum and took the first batch of finished products Tony had manufactured.

The perfect super soldier serum, co-developed by Tony, Dr. Banner, and Jarvis, not only overcame the side effect of drastic personality changes seen in the original version Dr. Erskine injected into Captain America, but also improved the method of administration.

One must remember that Dr. Erskine's version required several vials of serum and consumed almost an entire city's worth of electricity for a short period!

Even for a city during World War II, that level of power consumption was absolutely terrifying!

If creating every Super Soldier required such a massive surge, even with Tony's arc reactor providing power, it would be an incredibly extravagant and wasteful act.

Thus, for environmental friendliness, power efficiency, and convenience, Tony and Dr. Banner not only concentrated the super soldier serum—compressing the volume of several vials into one—

but also ensured the super soldier serum no longer relied on mechanical electrical assistance for integration; it could now be administered directly via intravenous injection.

Consequently, Karl carried the case containing the serum and returned to his long-absent home.

Since Kingpin became mayor and was often too busy to be home, it seemed Karl himself hadn't returned for dozens of chapters.

Fisk Manor.

Upon his return, the first person he saw was Alfred, the old butler who had loyally served the Fisk Family for decades.

Seeing Karl return after so long, Alfred was both surprised and delighted: "Young Master, you're back!"

Karl smiled at Alfred: "Yeah, I missed your Chinese food. Nowhere else tastes quite like yours."

Hearing this, Alfred couldn't help but shed a few tears of joy.

He had been the butler at Fisk Manor since Karl was born.

Kingpin spent most of his time busy with his underground empire, so in Fisk Manor, the one who spent the most time with Karl wasn't actually Kingpin, but the old butler, Alfred.

Due to genetic issues, Alfred never had children of his own, and he had long since regarded Karl as his own child.

Therefore, Alfred had always placed great importance on Karl's food since he was a child, basically handling everything personally.

On one hand, it was because his young master was a picky eater who disliked Western food from a young age, preferring Chinese cuisine—and not the modified Chinese food found in Chinatown meant to cater to local tastes, but authentic Chinese food.

So Alfred spent a vast amount of time studying Chinese cooking, turning himself, an American of England descent, into a master of Chinese cuisine... On the other hand, it was because Kingpin, as the underground emperor, had too many enemies.

Food was the easiest thing to tamper with, so Alfred didn't trust his young master's meals in anyone else's hands.

This time was no different; Alfred decided that while he could still move, he would personally prepare the master's favorite delicacies once more.

"Young Master, please go to your room and rest. I will go prepare all the dishes you like right now!"

Saying this, Alfred bowed his head and prepared to turn toward the kitchen to showcase his skills.

However, looking at Alfred's somewhat hunched back, Karl suddenly called out to him.

"Wait, Alfred, I brought you a gift this time."

With that, Karl walked up to Alfred and placed a blue injection into his palm, where the skin had become loose due to age.

Holding the injection, Alfred looked up in confusion: "Young Master, this is?"

Karl winked at Alfred: "A contract renewal. You've already been the butler for two generations of the Fisk Family, so I hope you can continue to be the butler for the third generation."

"The renewal method is an intravenous injection. Don't miss the vein, Alfred~"

After saying this, Karl patted Alfred's shoulder and walked away without looking back.

He left Alfred staring blankly at the vial in his hand.

Although Karl didn't say it explicitly, given Karl's current status and position, Alfred naturally knew this thing was definitely not ordinary—it might even be worth a fortune!

Thinking about Karl's words regarding him continuing as the butler for the third generation of the Fisk Family, Alfred no longer hesitated and injected the medicine into the vein in his neck.

If it's a Stark product, it must be a masterpiece.

This phrase held true even in the field of biotechnology.

The medicine took effect immediately. Alfred's hunched frame straightened, his dry, loose skin regained its moisture and elasticity, and his somewhat frail body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Finally, even his completely white and balding hair turned back to brown and grew thick, and his complexion became ruddy.

From a thin old man, Alfred instantly transformed into a burly middle-aged man!

This was the perfect effect of the perfect super soldier serum!

It could be said to have surpassed the original!

Having returned to his peak both physically and mentally, a spark of ambition couldn't help but reignite in Alfred's eyes: "Great, I've actually regained my youth. Now I can finally..."

"Finally finish studying those damn Chinese recipes in my lifetime! How can one country have more recipes than all the other countries in the World combined!"

Indeed, this was Alfred's ambition: to conquer the World's most extensive collection of Chinese recipes and make even more delicious food for his young master... Karl didn't pay much mind to this little episode with Alfred.

He soon arrived at his primary destination: Kingpin's study.

In the study, Kingpin, as the Mayor of New York, was diligently processing public petitions.

It had to be said, his old man had quite a penchant for being an official.

Before becoming mayor, he was doing things forbidden by the law in New York.

After becoming mayor, he was doing things for the law in New York.

"Old man, you know that with your son's current status, you don't need to do all this superficial work anymore. You can do whatever you want, right?"

Hearing Karl's voice, Kingpin looked up in pleasant surprise, dropped the documents in his hand, and strode toward Karl with open arms, giving him a bear hug.

After the hug, Kingpin released Karl and patted him proudly: "Look who's back! My son, the great God, the hero who saved everyone!"

"As for doing whatever I want—to be honest, I could do that before. But now, I have to consider things for you. I don't want to leave a stain on your reputation while you're enjoying the spotlight."

Karl smiled and shook his head upon hearing this.

It seemed that no matter the country or status, fathers all over the World were the same, always considering their sons.

But now, it was time for him to give his old man a little bit of a return!

"Old man, come here. Look at the gift I brought you this time." Karl placed the case on the table and opened it, revealing a row of blue injections inside.

Chapter 162: Kingpin Who Breaks Human Limits!

"A gift? It's not Father's Day yet, what made you think of giving me a gift?"

Although Kingpin said this, the joy in his eyes was undeniable, and his hand honestly picked up a syringe from the box, examining it closely: "What is this?"

Karl rested his hand on his dad's shoulders, which were as thick as city walls, and chuckled:

"Of course it's good stuff—something that will let you experience a second spring, revitalize your spirit, and make you magnificent again~"

Hiss—

Hearing this, Kingpin drew a sharp breath.

He quickly snapped the box shut, put the syringe in his suit pocket, and said righteously:

"Your old man here isn't old enough to need this stuff yet!"

"And don't misunderstand, I'm not taking it because I want to use it myself. I'm just taking it back to hold onto for you. It's not good for you to use this sort of thing when you're so young!"

"A boy must rely on himself to win a girl's deep affection, not on external forces, understand?"

Karl:?

Karl stared strangely at Kingpin, retrieved the syringe from his White suit pocket, opened the cap, and pressed out the short injection needle:

"Did you misunderstand something? This isn't Viagra. This is the perfect super soldier serum that our Justice League Research Department just developed..."

Kingpin heard this and was instantly embarrassed, coughing twice: "Ahem, ahem, so it's not that stuff, it's just the super soldier serum... Wait a minute!"

"No! What did you just say this was?!"

"It's the super soldier serum, the kind Captain America used? This entire box is full of it?!"

Facing Kingpin's shock, Karl said calmly: "That's right, but compared to the serum Captain once injected, this one is more perfect. It completely eliminates the serum's side effects, increases its portability, and makes its integration even more flawless."

Saying this, Karl handed the opened syringe to Kingpin:

"So, Dad, Captain once relied on this small dose to leap from a skinny dog to the peak of human physique. Now, let me see what astonishing effects this injection will have on someone who is already at the true peak of human physique!"

Karl's gaze towards Kingpin was full of scrutiny.

This is because the effects of the super soldier serum are not uniformly consistent; they produce different levels of amplification based on individual human physiological differences.

Otherwise, if everyone had the same effect after injection, then Captain America went from the weakest human to the peak human after injection, but if Kingpin, already at the human peak, injected the serum and remained at the human peak, wouldn't that be too unfair to the latter?

The true effect of the super soldier serum is to raise the ceiling for those with a low baseline, and to allow those with a high ceiling to break past that limit!

Upon hearing this, Kingpin didn't hesitate, immediately tilting his head back and plunging the serum into his neck.

As the blue medicine was pushed into Kingpin's blood vessel, Kingpin did not instantly exhibit any obvious massive change like Ah Fu did.

Instead, after freezing in place for two seconds, he silently walked to his office chair and sat down heavily.

However, the sharp-eyed Karl noticed that his dad wasn't without changes; he was just forcefully enduring the physical transformation!

Clearly, Kingpin simply didn't want to lose his fatherly dignity in front of his son.

Karl gave a helpless smile regarding this.

Seriously, he's such an old man, yet he's still stubborn like a child.

If it hurts, just yell it out... As your son, would I really laugh at you?

Yes, he would. He would laugh very loudly, hahaha!

Just imagine, Kingpin, the Underground Emperor, writhing on the floor in pain—it would be hilarious and ironic, wouldn't it?

Unfortunately, Kingpin's willpower was far beyond that of ordinary people; even under the serum's limit-breaking transformation of his body, he forced himself not to make a sound... Karl looked closely and saw that Kingpin's White skin had turned bright red like a cooked shrimp, the veins on both temples bulged, and beneath the open White shirt, his massive muscles seemed to writhe like swimming dragons!

Is he going to turn into the damn Red Hulk?

Even Karl hadn't expected the super soldier serum to cause such a massive reaction in his dad.

Because when the Butler injected it earlier, although Karl wasn't present, he had the Ghost Shadow Ninja observe him secretly and found that the serum's effect took hold quickly on the Butler. The enhancement process was smooth and perfect, which is why he felt confident injecting the serum into his own father.

Why is it that when it came to his dad, not only did the effect take longer to manifest, but the results were completely different... Bang—

As a button from Kingpin's chest popped off and flew toward Karl, buttons started shooting at Karl like bullets!

Oh, he's getting bigger!

Karl's eyes lit up. Watching Kingpin's muscles clearly swelling, he took two steps back.

Riiip—

Then, Kingpin's custom-made XXXXXXXL pure White suit couldn't hold up either, starting to burst open as his muscles strained against it!

Finally, after Kingpin had fully absorbed the serum's effects, completing his evolution from human limit to beyond human limit, and stood up from the chair... Karl looked up at the Kingpin before him, and even having experienced so many trials and tribulations, he couldn't help but be slightly astonished at this moment.

"This... is a bit too much, isn't it?"

He saw that his dad had leaped from his previous height of 200 CM and weight of 200+ KG to a behemoth nearly 400 CM tall, with shoulders two meters wide—the width of his previous height—and a weight close to a ton!

His height was nearly touching the ceiling, and the solid wood floor couldn't bear his weight!

Looking at Kingpin, whose clothes were completely torn apart by his extremely expanded body, and whose head was now level with Karl's own head, Karl could only helplessly float into the air, reaching the same height as Kingpin, and asked:

"Dad, did you gain some unique ability? Logically, although the super soldier serum causes physical changes, it shouldn't cause such a drastic transformation. Try to use your mind to shrink your size."

As he spoke, Karl illuminated the Light Divine Power in his palm, covering Kingpin with its radiance, only retracting the divine power after confirming there were no negative anomalies in Kingpin's body.

At least this indicated that Kingpin's physical changes were not negative, but positive.

It just looked a bit terrifying... "Hmm, I'll try." Kingpin was no ordinary person; he did not experience the intense emotional shift that average people do after gaining immense power, despite his massive transformation and the surge of strength.

Instead, he calmly closed his eyes and began sensing his own condition.

Soon, Karl noticed the change in Kingpin's body.

Kingpin's naked red skin and muscles began to writhe once more like swimming dragons.

However, this time, instead of growing larger, they were compressing and shrinking, and Kingpinquickly returned to his normal size and skin color...

Chapter 163 – Father and Son, Son and Father

And this didn't seem to be Kingpin's limit; after reverting to his original size, his muscles kept writhing, his frame shrinking again until it settled at a 'slim' build roughly that of Dwayne Johnson.

He still looked explosively muscular, but at least no longer grotesquely or monstrously huge as before—or after his transformation.

Karl sized up his now–The-Rock-like dad and grinned, "So, how does it feel? Besides the new body, notice anything else?"

Kingpin studied hands now corded with muscle and shook his head. "Huge change, but I can't measure it. It feels unreal, like leaping straight from childhood to adulthood…"

"Tsk, fair enough. Looks like a big shift to me. Tell you what—we haven't sparred in ages. Better to feel it in action than guess, right?" Carl glanced at Kingpin's lower body and raised a hand.

With a snap of his fingers the two of them left the real World and dropped into the Shadow World.

A Ghost Shadow Ninja appeared, respectfully offering Kingpin a set of clothes.

As he dressed his bare frame Kingpin asked curiously, "Didn't you say we'd spar? Won't I just shred these in a second?"

Carl reached out and casually stretched the tight tank top two meters; the fabric stretched like rubber without tearing.

"Relax—it's custom gear for the Hulk and Dr. Banner. It expands and contracts with the wearer, maxing out at ten meters in length and width. Even at your limit—four meters tall, two wide—you won't be swinging in the breeze."

"And here's a heads-up: I've got Tony working on a symbiotic battle-suit from an alien source. When it's ready, one set's yours; it'll be your outfit and make you even stronger than now."

"Stronger than this?" Kingpin's face showed not joy but a helpless shake of his head.

Because beside the thrill of new power, he realized he could no longer keep pace with his son.

Some of the things Karl said were already beyond his grasp.

It felt like the usual generation gap—only between him and Karl it was wider and far more complicated.

Just as that frustration hit, pain lanced through his gut; the World spun and he was hurled away.

He sailed a hundred meters, bounced and rolled, before slamming his palms into the ground to stop.

Carl slowly lowered his raised leg and smiled: "In a fight you stay focused, no slack, no mercy—that's what you taught me, remember, old man?"

Kingpin rose, cracked his neck with a chilling pop, and grinned. "Good lad, my own teaching. No matter how strong you get, fight every foe like a lion taking down a rabbit—full force!"

"So come! Let's see if all that new power made you sloppy!"

Father and son locked eyes, then charged in the most primal way—no flashy powers, no weird magic, just muscle and skill.

Kingpin poured out the superhuman strength he'd just been granted; every punch cracked the air and sent Carl flying hundreds of meters.

His two forms showed different strengths: shrunken, his skin turned tough as ox-hide over steel, hard to break; expanded, his power multiplied geometrically, each blow surpassing even the Hulk's.

Even Karl's divine body felt real pain under that onslaught.

With fighting skill far beyond the Hulk's, Carl doubted the green giant would last a minute against this Kingpin.

So Karl held nothing back; every punch and kick rippled across Kingpin's crimson muscles, inflicting massive internal and external damage.

They traded blows for a full hour in the Shadow World until a final heart-level elbow sent Kingpincrashing down for good.

By then his frame had ballooned even beyond his power form—not from a new limit, but from swelling bruises. Almost nowhere was unmarred; purple contusions covered him.

Carl, on the other hand, had only a slightly dirty hem.

Not that Kingpin had failed to hurt him; the Horse Talisman's passive and the Sun Godhood's regeneration healed each wound before the next landed.

Kingpin had no such luxuries; he simply endured, relying on the super soldier serum's recovery, which couldn't keep up with the damage Carl dished out.

Carl stepped over, offered a hand to the bruised, battered man and bit back a laugh: "Hey, pops, still breathing?"

"Remember when you stood here and I was the one on the ground? You know how long I've waited to flip the script."

Though born heir to the Shadow Empire, prince of the underworld and future head of HYDRA, Carl had never been coddled.

Precisely because of his staggering talent and intellect, this Kingpin was stricter than any other Universe's version of himself.

The moment Carl could stand, Kingpin taught combat theory.

Once he could run, Kingpin drilled dodging and footwork to escape sudden attacks.

As soon as Carl displayed the family's monstrous physique, Kingpin imposed the harshest strength and martial training.

Week after week, Carl would end sessions exhausted and bruised on the ground—just like this.

Now the wheel had finally turned.

Kingpin forced a smile through swollen lips, gripped the offered hand and hauled himself up, sighing: "I knew this day would come; I just didn't think it'd be so soon. I thought I could still shield you, but you've already grown wings of steel…"

Chapter 164 – How Dare Someone Rob HYDRA?

Karl thumped Kingpin on the chest and laughed. "Who says a man can only have one pair of wings? Why can't I be a six-winged or eight-winged Angel?"

"You and Godfather are still the wings at my back—two pairs that let me keep charging forward without a care, my strongest shield."

"After all, I'm not worried about attacks from the front any more, but when it comes to dirty tricks from behind, I still need an old wolf and an old fox like you and Godfather watching my back."

Kingpin considered it and had to admit it made sense.

No matter how strong his son became, he still had only two eyes and two hands; even if he could stop every enemy in front of him, some rat might still slip behind and stab him in the back.

And while the old man could no longer help Karl out in the open, in the shadows his son couldn't see, the underworld emperor of this World still had plenty of reach.

With him around, no maggot hiding in the dark would ever be allowed to threaten his boy from behind!

A sharp light flashed in Kingpin's eyes.

Seeing his old man pick himself up again, comforted, Karl snapped his fingers once more, and father and son returned to the real World.

Snap!

Back in the office, Karl unceremoniously pulled a vial of super soldier serum from the box on the desk and raised an eyebrow. "I'll take one to Godfather; the rest is up to you—give it to trusted lieutenants or keep it to buy loyalty."

"But Dad, let me remind you: your body isn't what it used to be. In the old days Aunt Vanessa could barely handle you, but now… tsk, tsk. For the sake of your future happiness, you'd better give her a shot, too."

Before the black-faced Kingpin could explode, Karl sank into his Shadow and slipped away.

Once Karl vanished, the scowl on Kingpin's face melted into a broad grin. He took a serum injector from the box and strode out of the study. "Vanessa, come see what gift I brought you!"

Bang——

The moment Karl appeared in Pierce's office, Pierce slammed a fist on the desk, face dark.

Seeing his godfather—usually unflappable even if Mount Tai collapsed—lose his temper, Karl was stunned.

In the original Captain America 2, even when HYDRA was exposed, the Insight Project failed, and death stared him in the face, Pierce had stayed calm.

Karl cleared his throat. "Ahem, Godfather, which bastard annoyed you? Tell your godson and I'll twist his head off for you."

At the sight of Karl, the ice on Pierce's face thawed and he forced a smile, shaking his head. "It's not that he offended me; if that were all, I wouldn't be angry. But he took something that belongs to you—that's why I'm furious!"

"Hmm? Someone took my stuff?" Carl blinked; he couldn't recall anything valuable he'd left lying around. Pierce pulled a photo from a stack of documents and set it in front of him. "Know who this is?"

Carl picked it up. The picture showed a rough-looking, unkempt man—strangely familiar. After a moment he remembered. "Ulysses Klaue, the lunatic arms dealer wanted by half the planet?"

The same secondary villain who'd shown up in both Black Panther and Age of Ultron.

Pierce nodded and produced another photo. "Exactly. What you may not know is that besides selling every banned weapon under the sun, he's sitting on a priceless contraband."

Carl took the second picture: blue-gold liquid in test tubes. His eyes narrowed. "Vibranium."

Pierce inclined his head. "Correct. My sources say Ulysses Klaue has somehow laid hands on a large stockpile. Your twentieth birthday is coming up; ordinary gifts won't cut it. I meant to buy his Vibraniumand have the hardest metal on Earth forged into a super-suit for you—but someone hijacked the shipment."

His face darkened. "As a HYDRA leader I've hijacked plenty in my day; I even sent the Winter Soldier to intercept Howard Stark and seize his super soldier serum. Today someone dared hijack my goods."

"I'd paid the deposit, but the team I sent was ambushed during the exchange. They stole the Vibraniumand kidnapped Ulysses Klaue himself."

Carl frowned. "Any idea who?"

Pierce shook his head. "Still investigating. Only two super-soldiers survived; the rest were wiped out. Unknown jammers wrecked every recorder.

"From their report the attackers' craft and lasers don't match any Earth tech—more like alien hardware."

Carl already knew the answer; the corner of his mouth curled. "Let me guess: every one of those hijackers looked like cotton-pickers."

Pierce stared. "How did you know? Yes, the surviving soldiers said their exposed skin was black.

"I've focused the investigation on Black communities in the U.S. and developed nations in Africa. We'll have answers soon.

"Anyone who robs HYDRA will pay back ten-fold—and then I'll grind their bones to dust."

Carl shook his head. "I'm afraid you won't find them that way, Godfather. They're not from any country you're checking… they're from Wakanda."

Chapter 165: Wakanda Taking the Initiative to Court Death

Pierce frowned, saying in surprise, "Wakanda? You mean that small, primitive tribal nation that was the only one not to seek help from the Justice League during the Skrull purge, and where even the Skrullswere unwilling to set foot?"

It was no wonder Pierce was so surprised.

Because in the eyes of countries all over the World at this time, Wakanda was just a bottom-tier agricultural nation!

Forget high-tech like alien technology, they didn't even have decent power facilities; most of their citizens were still at a primitive level of herding cattle and farming!

Faced with Pierce's surprise, Karl nodded calmly:

"That's right, it's Wakanda. Godfather, don't be fooled by Wakanda's superficial poverty and backwardness; it's all an illusion. In fact, Wakanda's technology has long surpassed every other nation on Earth. Their real country isn't the primitive image exposed to the outside World, but is hidden behind an energy field barrier that covers the entire nation."

"What? An energy field covering an entire country???" This time, it wasn't just surprise on Pierce's face, but pure disbelief!

One must realize that with Earth's current technology, even the elite scientists gathered from various countries by HYDRA, and Tony Stark, the light of human wisdom, hadn't been able to develop an energy field sufficient to cover a whole nation!

Never mind covering a country—even Baron Strucker's energy field, which only covered a single castle, was already one of the trump cards he was most proud of, the pinnacle of human technology!

Therefore, even Pierce, who could keep his composure when HYDRA was facing a crisis of extinction, found it a bit hard to keep it together upon hearing this news:

"No, wait, Wakanda... a small country whose population might not even be as large as our global HYDRA combined, what right do they have?"

"Whether in terms of geographical location or the ethnicity of the citizens themselves, they can be said to have no advantages whatsoever; they're at the very bottom!"

"How can they surpass us, HYDRA, and the Five Great Powers in technology?"

To answer Pierce's question, Karl picked up the photo of Vibranium that Pierce had handed him earlier, pointed it toward him, and said flatly:

"Because of this: Vibranium."

"Our human technology actually reached a bottleneck as early as the last century. Current technology is merely an improvement on the fruits of the last century; there is almost no innovation to speak of."

"But does this mean that human technology has reached a point where no further progress is possible?"

"No. In fact, the theoretical knowledge of human technology is far more advanced than practical technology. If the theoretical technologies of those elite human scientists were conquered, humanity could actually take a giant leap forward, perhaps even entering the interstellar era directly!"

"And the only thing we're actually missing to realize these theoretical technologies is one thing."

"That is... materials!"

"And Vibranium is that missing material. It's not only the hardest metal in the World, it's also the most versatile material in the World!"

"And Wakanda, this tiny little country, has possessed an inexhaustible supply of Vibranium for tens of thousands of years because of a meteorite that fell from the sky!"

"If this precious metal hadn't fallen into the hands of a low-intelligence race like the Wakandans, after tens of thousands of years of development, Earth would probably have entered the era of interstellar colonization long ago!"

Pierce's pupils trembled with shock at Karl's words, but he also calmed down.

Looking at Karl's confident expression, Pierce suddenly revealed a slight smile: "Since you've known about the true situation of Wakanda for a long time, and you know they have Vibranium, then I assume you've already prepared to make a move against them?"

Given his understanding of his godson, there was no way Karl would ignore such a good thing!

Sure enough, Karl nodded bluntly and admitted:

"Exactly. Back when Wakanda first showed its face at the United Nations, I was already prepared to take back Vibranium, this common treasure of the Earth, from those barbarians!"

"After all, the treasures of the World should be kept by the World-recognized Justice League, shouldn't they?"

"It's just that I've been too busy lately, first purging the Skrulls globally, then dealing with Asgard, and then the HYDRA rebellion right after I got back. That's why the Vibranium stayed with them a little longer."

"But this time, ha, I haven't even taken the initiative to knock on their door yet, and they've gone and snatched my things first. Truly, there was a path to heaven but they wouldn't take it; they insist I send them to hell!"

Hearing this, the smile on Pierce's lips deepened: "What do you plan to do?"

Karl's smile gradually became wicked: "Naturally, I'll use the old method commonly used by great powers..."

"Godfather, help me contact every country where Ulysses Klaue has a criminal record. Have them erase his criminal history from their archives. I will arrange for him a heroic identity as a Justice Leagueundercover agent in the criminal World."

"This time, I will represent 'Justice' and go to Wakanda to rescue our 'Heroic Undercover' gentleman!"

In the past, there were Han Envoys who died in countries where their mission was unacknowledged; more recently, there were U.S. troops who went missing in oil-rich nations; and today, there is a Justice League hero kidnapped by a Vibranium-rich nation!

"You kid, you've really got it!"

Karl's simple yet sinister method was something even Pierce couldn't find fault with!

Seeing that Karl could act so deviously, he was relieved; he finally had a worthy successor!

As the leader of HYDRA, being powerful wasn't enough; one also had to be a bit underhanded. Otherwise, how could one be called a snake's head?

Pierce, like Karl, was someone who didn't procrastinate. As soon as Karl finished speaking, he immediately wanted to contact the leaders of various countries regarding Ulysses Klaue.

"Wait, Godfather, the matter of Wakanda isn't urgent right this second. I came here this time not just to visit you, but also to bring you a gift."

Karl stopped Pierce, pulled a vial of serum from his pocket, and handed it to him.

Unlike Karl Fisk's confusion, Pierce, who had dealt with super soldier serums his entire life, recognized what it was at a glance.

Pierce's eyes were full of pleasant surprise as he took the serum: "super soldier serum? Starkdeveloped a perfect version this quickly?"

The last time Karl obtained the initial version of the serum from General Ross, besides giving a portion to HYDRA to create a squad of super soldiers, he had also taken several vials for himself.

Pierce naturally knew that Karl had taken them back for Tony Stark to study.

He just didn't expect that he had still underestimated Tony Stark's intelligence. This super soldier serum, which their HYDRA-assembled elite scientists from multiple countries had failed to decipher and replicate, had its formula cracked and a perfect version produced by Tony in just a few short months!

With such intellect, if Tony weren't Karl's man, Pierce would have wanted to have him kidnapped and his brain sliced open to see if it was built differently from others, or if it hid some secret!

Chapter 165: Wakanda: God? A Minor God!

Unfortunately, as the chief scientist of the Justice League, Karl would certainly not agree.

Pierce didn't hesitate either; he opened the injection and stuck it into his neck.

As the serpent head of HYDRA, he had naturally longed for the super soldier serum for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that the super soldier serum he previously obtained from General Ross was flawed and would cause a drastic change in personality, he would have injected himself long ago.

And now that the perfect version was right in front of him, why would he hesitate?

The effects of the serum quickly took hold within Pierce's body.

However, since Pierce was just an ordinary person in terms of his original constitution, the strengthening effect was not as abnormal as Kingpin's.

The serum only allowed Pierce to leap to the peak of human physical condition like Captain America, rather than surpassing human limits to become a demonic muscle-man like Kingpin.

However, this was already enough to make Pierce very satisfied.

He felt his body, which had been starting to feel powerless, rejuvenated with vitality, and his spirit, which had been gradually withering due to age, became full once again!

In terms of appearance, Pierce's transformation was even greater.

First, those platinum hair strands regained their luster, turning back into a more vibrant brilliant gold.

Then, the wrinkles left by time on his face disappeared, his posture became upright, and the muscles on his body even filled out his suit!

"This feeling... is simply wonderful!"

Pierce twisted his neck, feeling the surging power within his body. He felt like he could fight a hundred versions of his former self and do a hundred times more work than before!

Seeing this, Karl's face lit up with a smile, and his eyes darted around as he laughed:

"Hehe, seeing my godpapa looking so full of vitality, I think you could sit in this position for another hundred years!"

Pierce looked at Karl, who seemed even happier than himself, and nodded helplessly.

How could he not know the meaning behind his godson's words?

He meant that he wasn't prepared to inherit HYDRA right now, but wanted Pierce to continue doing HYDRA's work for him?

Regarding this, although Pierce was somewhat helpless about his godson's laziness, he didn't intend to force Karl to take over HYDRA.

In the past, he was gradually aging and had no choice but to find a successor.

That's why he kept wanting Karl to grow up quickly so he could take over his position.

But now that he had become young and capable again, since the kid didn't want to take over his position so soon, he would just continue to guard the territory for the boy.

Anyway, in his current restored middle-aged state, combined with the anti-aging effects of the super soldier serum, he didn't know how much longer he could live. He'd have nothing to do if he retired, so he might as well continue his old trade.

With his health restored, Pierce was no longer tired and began making phone calls one after another.

Without exception, these were calls to leaders of countries where Ulysses Klaue had a criminal history.

Pierce sent out the notification in Karl's name; naturally, no country would refuse Karl's request over such a small matter.

So, Ulysses Klaue, who was a globally wanted five-star criminal in the morning, became a globally law-abiding five-star citizen in the afternoon because of a single word from Karl, and was even given the title of Undercover Hero.

As Ulysses Klaue's identity was whitewashed globally, a piece of trending news suddenly swept across the entire internet.

The news headline was: [Where is our hero, Ulysses Klaue?]

The content told the story of Ulysses Klaue, a great hero from the Justice League who went undercover in the criminal World.

Hero Ulysses Klaue provided intelligence for the heroes of the Justice League, allowing the superheroes to crush criminal organizations one by one and capture supervillains hiding in the shadows, making the World a better place and saving the Justice League's superheroes from countless dangers!

And yet, such a hero with a heart of gold was kidnapped by an unknown force during an undercover operation yesterday!

This news was written so realistically, even including 'real' interviews with people'saved' by Ulysses Klaue, that it brought countless people to tears.

And the most terrifying part was that these things had actually happened.

For example, providing intelligence on criminal organizations and supervillains to the Justice League.

However, this intelligence was all provided by HYDRA and credited to Ulysses Klaue by HYDRA.

Subsequently, the Justice League spoke out, stating that regardless of which organization was hiding their undercover hero, the Justice League would only give them one day to hand over Ulysses Klaue; otherwise, what awaited them would be absolute sanctions from the Justice League!

These two pieces of news quickly spread around the World, and the Justice League's statement in particular made the topic even hotter.

Everyone in the World was curious: who exactly had the audacity to kidnap the Justice League's informant?

Weren't the kidnappers afraid of the wrath of the Justice League's founder, God?

The answer was, they really weren't afraid.

As Wakanda, whose technology tree was centuries ahead of the rest of the World, they naturally saw this news and the Justice League's statement immediately.

But they didn't seem to care much about it, let alone have any intention of handing over Ulysses Klaue.

Because Ulysses Klaue was the only person who had ever taken Vibranium out of Wakanda. By all rights, they couldn't possibly hand him over.

Otherwise, wouldn't that be equivalent to telling the whole World that Wakanda has an inexhaustible supply of Vibranium?

As for the internet's talk about God's wrath, they were even more disdainful.

God?

A minor God!

Wakanda worshipped the panther god. With the protection of the panther god, what did a mortal calling himself 'God' matter?

And no matter how powerful God was, he was still just a God living in a 'backward' era.

Wakanda was hidden within a shielding field far beyond contemporary technology; could God even find them?

And since he couldn't find them, what evidence did God have to prove the person was in their hands?

However, they overlooked one thing: the Police need evidence to arrest people, but the Justice Leagueusually only needs coordinates to strike criminals!

And in the eyes of the Justice League, the current Wakanda was a criminal!

The next day, the deadline arrived.

Forget about Ulysses Klaue himself; not even a single message was received.

Therefore, the Justice League officially announced that it would launch a revenge and rescue operation against the kidnapping force to defend the dignity of the Justice League!

Moreover, the Superhero dispatched this time was the founder of the Justice League himself, God, known as the strongest Superhero on Earth!

Coordinates: East Africa.

When Karl descended alone from the sky into Wakandan territory, the Wakandans were undoubtedly surprised.

Because they didn't expect the other party to actually guess that Ulysses Klaue was in their hands.

Regarding this, Wakanda was a little panicked, but not much.

Soon, King T'Chaka personally received the descending Karl.

Chapter 166: A Confident Shuri, a Device Targeting Karl?

Inside a thatched hut.

According to King T'Chaka, Wakanda had been poor for generations, living off farming, so there was indeed no better place to host Karl.

Karl didn't mind this, but he began asking T'Chaka seemingly casual trap questions.

For example, "According to United Nations statistics, Wakanda's total population is only five hundred thousand, right?"

T'Chaka admitted to this.

Because the population Wakanda announced to the outside world was indeed only that much; after all, Wakanda was just a small country.

For another example, Karl asked, "As an agricultural nation, Wakanda has no modern cities, and most residents live in tribes or scattered settlements, right?"

T'Chaka admitted to this as well.

After all, whether it was the UN's investigation or Wakanda's own external propaganda, that was the situation they presented.

For the final question, Karl went straight to the point and asked King T'Chaka if he really hadn't kidnapped the Justice League's man, Ulysses Klaue.

T'Chaka didn't answer directly. Instead, he told Karl that Wakanda's geography was desolate and there was nowhere to hide anyone. If Karl felt Wakanda was hiding someone, he was more than welcome to search it himself.

Karl naturally had no reason to refuse King T'Chaka's invitation, which was essentially inviting a Vampire into one's home.

"Everyone heard that, right? This was his own request, not me trespassing!"

Before leaving the thatched hut, Karl gave King T'Chaka a meaningful look back.

"Your Majesty, you said Wakanda only has five hundred thousand people and no modern cities. Therefore, I can assume that if there are any humanoid beings beyond those five hundred thousand, or any cities that don't belong on Earth, I can treat them as invaders of Earth, right?"

"After all, as you know, following the Skrulls incident, the billions of residents on Earth don't want any more aliens lurking among them..."

Hearing Karl's words, T'Chaka's heart skipped a beat, and he felt an ominous premonition.

But before he could reply, Karl had already walked out of the hut and soared into the sky.

However, he didn't fly toward Wakanda's borders, but deeper into the country, toward a direction that appeared uninhabited on the map.

And there lay the hidden true capital of Wakanda—Birnin Zana!

T'Chaka's sense of dread intensified. He immediately pressed the kimoyo beads on his wrist, which looked like an ordinary bracelet but glowed with the light of high-tech functionality.

"Shuri, turn the Birnin Zana shielding field to maximum immediately!"

A female voice immediately came from the kimoyo beads: "Father, the shielding field is always on. Don't worry, Earth's technology cannot detect this place, including Tony Stark's equipment. So there's no need to waste energy by turning it to maximum, right?"

T'Chaka gazed into the distance where Karl had flown and said in a heavy voice:

"No, this time feels different. That God gives me a very wrong feeling. He seems to know some of the truth about Wakanda—he knows about Birnin Zana!"

"In any case, set the field to maximum now!"

"Understood, Father."

On the other side, in Birnin Zana, the true capital of Wakanda—a city filled with a futuristic feel.

After hanging up, Shuri had just adjusted the shielding field's energy to its highest level when a voice came from behind her.

"Shuri, what's wrong? Has something happened?"

Shuri turned around and saw her brother, T'Challa, walking over. Her heart, which had been slightly unsettled by her father's sudden notification, immediately calmed down. She said dismissively:

"It's nothing, Brother. It's just that Karl Fisk from the Justice League just arrived, saying he wants to find that thief in Wakanda. So Father had me turn the Birnin Zana field energy to the maximum."

"But don't worry, I just upgraded the field a while ago. The energy protection strength has doubled. Even if that God really finds our city's location, he definitely won't be able to get in!"

Hearing this, unlike Shuri's confidence in her technology, T'Challa couldn't help but frown.

As the one chosen by the panther god as the successor, he understood the weight of someone who could be called a 'God' much better.

Even if Karl was just a God Among Men, he was not to be underestimated.

Therefore, T'Challa immediately activated the kimoyo beads on his wrist and commanded, "Okoye, put the Dora Milaje and the Border Tribe on high alert immediately!"

"Have the air force take off as well and set out with me in a moment!"

As he spoke, T'Challa twisted the beads on his wrist, summoning his ship to the outside of Shuri's lab.

He then walked toward his Black Panther Suit.

Seeing her brother looking like he was ready for a fight, Shuri couldn't help but tease, "Brother, why are you being jumpy like Father? Do you both have so little confidence in Wakandan technology?"

"Although it was cool when that God used telekinesis to lift all of Japan into the sky last time, trust me, he definitely won't be able to lift Wakanda!"

"Because my recent upgrade to the shielding field didn't just include protection strength; I specifically added a mental interference device to the field targeting the God's telekinesis!"

"Telekinesis is mainly activated by thought. So as long as he dares to approach the field, he will fall from being a God to a mortal who cannot use superpowers within Wakanda!"

Shuri was incredibly confident in her preparations.

Ever since Karl wiped out Japan, every country had been researching ways to counter Karl's abilities, but they were all helpless. Karl's displayed telekinetic power was too strong and its range too wide.

Even though everyone knew telekinesis was controlled by the mind, no country could manufacture an interference device with such a large range!

But Wakanda was different. Wakanda had technology far beyond Earth's, omnipotent Vibranium, and most importantly... it had her, a genius even smarter than Tony Stark!

So she had successfully developed a mental interference device capable of covering the entire Wakandan capital!

As long as the God dared to come, she was confident she could make this God, who had never lost since his debut, taste the flavor of defeat!

Boom—

Just as Shuri was daydreaming with a face full of confidence, a dull impact sound echoed throughout Birnin Zana!

Then, a honeycomb-like energy field shield began to appear in the sky above Birnin Zana!

Seeing this, the smile on Shuri's face slowly vanished. She rushed to her computer, her hands flying as she pulled up a string of data, her expression becoming uglier and uglier.

T'Challa, who was putting on his Black Panther Suit, also realized something was wrong and asked in a heavy voice, "Shuri, what happened?"

Shuri turned to look at T'Challa, her face looking like she was about to cry: "Brother, I think I failed. The God is here. He hasn't lost his abilities, and a single strike has consumed 20% of the field's energy, causing Birnin Zana's cloaking function to fail..."

Chapter 167: The People of the World Vote to Decide the Fate of Wakanda

To this, T'Challa did not seem very surprised.

Instead, he silently put on his Black Panther helmet and said deeply to Shuri, "Take Mother away from Wakanda, as far as possible!"

After speaking, T'Challa ran toward the window without looking back. The moment the laboratory's energy shield opened, he jumped down and landed right into his ship.

He then piloted the ship and left!

Shuri watched her brother's back as he headed toward certain death and couldn't help but chase after him, shouting, "Brother, don't go!!"

As proud as she had been before, she was now just as self-reproachful!

Because she deeply understood Karl's formidable strength, she understood even more how vast the gap was between her brother and the opponent!

It was so large that even if his brother drank the Heart-Shaped Herb, making his physique no weaker than Captain America's, and had the enhancement of the Vibranium Black Panther suit, he would definitely not have even a 1% chance of winning!

This wasn't just because the opponent was powerful, but also because the opponent's Telekinesiscountered her brother too much!

Her brother was a level-one melee warrior, while the other was a level-one hundred mage!

He probably couldn't even get close; how could he fight!

But no matter how she screamed herself hoarse, T'Challa did not stop for a moment, leading Wakanda's fleet of ships toward the sky where God Karl was invading.

Everyone in Wakanda could flee in fear when facing God Karl, but he could not!

Because he was the Prince of Wakanda, the next King, the heir to the Black Panther, and the final Guardian of Wakanda!

One minute ago.

Wakanda, outside the Barrier field.

Looking at the rippling Energy barrier in front of him, Karl rubbed his wrists.

Damn, it really is worthy of being the reliance that allowed Wakanda to stay hidden from the World; it's quite durable!

After one of his Radiant God Punches, he actually couldn't break this field directly!

It didn't even consume most of its energy, but only a small portion!

Shuri: If he's human, I'll eat my hat? Even a nuclear bomb wouldn't consume as much energy as your one punch, okay!

And you might ask why Karl didn't just sneak in through the shadows or open a portal?

That's naturally because he came this time representing the God identity of the Justice League, and with the purpose of exposing the true face of Wakanda.

Not simply to snatch Vibranium.

What he wanted was the double death of Wakanda in this World, both physically and socially, not simple burning, killing, and looting.

And as he descended in his God identity, it wasn't just one or two people paying attention; countries all over the World with satellites were looking here.

They naturally also saw the ultra-modern city revealed within Wakanda's borders under Karl's punch!

Among them, those seeing this scene weren't just high-level officials from various countries, but also Stark's high-definition satellites and the global live broadcast on the Justice League's official website!

Karl looked at the city below, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth. Through the simultaneous interpretation equipment connected to the Stark satellite, he sent his voice into the live broadcasts of countries worldwide:

"Tsk tsk, this Cybernetic City clearly surpasses our era and was deliberately hidden. Does everyone think it's a human city, or a city built by extraterrestrial outsiders?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. Not long ago, King T'Chaka of Wakanda personally said that there are no modern cities in Wakanda and only a population of 500,000 in the tribes, right?"

"Then the city here, and the population in the city, are... tsk tsk..."

"Since I heard some voices online last time saying that my direct destruction of the Island Nation was the behavior of a dictator, let's change the method this time and play a democratic vote!"

"From now on, the survival of this city beneath my feet will be in all of your hands. You will decide whether I carry out Divine punishment on this Cybernetic City today!"

"Of course, the consequences of a wrong choice will also be borne by everyone on Earth. If you choose for me not to carry out Divine punishment now, and if this city really turns out to be built by an alien race to deal with humans later, I will prioritize rescues based on the voting results of each country, just like during the Skrull incident."

"Countries with lower approval ratings will be ranked further back in the Justice League's rescue order."

"So now, start choosing. You in front of the screens, move your fingers, YES or NO..." (Trivia: readers can also vote in the paragraph comments)

After Karl finished speaking, a two-choice voting option popped up on the phones of all viewers worldwide watching the live broadcast.

This move by Karl instantly caused a global sensation.

Especially for some Keyboard warriors and Sanctimonious people who planned to complain online no matter what Karl did; their brains completely stalled.

After all, this time it concerned their own safety!

If because of their one vote, their country was placed last by the Justice League in the next global crisis, that would be a true 'natural disaster'!

Without the aliens even acting, they would be found by hackers in their own country and then subjected to humanitarian destruction!

Karl crossed his arms, not in a hurry to act at all, but quietly standing in the sky, waiting for the global voting results while using Telekinesis to probe the situation of the city below.

As for the Mental Jammer Shuri mentioned, Karl did indeed feel it.

But affect him?

Don't be ridiculous. Not to mention the absolute protection of the sheep talisman for the soul and spirit, even the God-level mental resistance brought by his Dual godhood was not something a mere technological product could interfere with.

Unless it was Chaos Magic interference of Wanda's level, there would be only a tiny possibility of affecting his mind.

After all, in the original story, that simpleton Thor was pulled into an illusion by Wanda.

And what he was probing with Telekinesis was, naturally, Vibranium.

But he didn't need to carefully probe where the Vibranium was in this city because... damn, the entire underground of this city is Vibranium!

This city of Wakanda was actually built on a Vibranium meteorite!

This Vibranium meteorite was much larger than he had imagined!

It seems that when he said before that he would use Vibranium to realize a global interstellar era, it really wasn't a boast!

With so much Vibranium, it might actually be possible!

When Karl satisfiedly withdrew his Telekinesis and took out his phone to look.

The voting results were as Karl expected. The proportion of votes to descend Divine punishment on the Cybernetic City below him now had 99% in favor and only 1% against!

And that pitiful 1% of opposing votes was still dropping toward 0.99% as more and more people participated in the voting... Karl couldn't help but give a disdainful smile.

Heh, you might not believe in human kindness, but you can always believe in human malice!

Chapter 168: Voting Ends, Wakanda is Finished!

At birth, man's nature is inherently evil!

If a man does not look out for himself, heaven and Earth will destroy him!

The wisdom of the ancients has told us many times that when humans face a threat to themselves, even if there is only a 1% chance the other party will harm them, 99% of people will absolutely choose to wipe out that 1% threat directly!

"Stop!!"

As more and more people voted, T'Challa finally arrived late leading a fleet of spaceships.

T'Challa's ship stopped before the force field barrier. He immediately scrambled out of the cockpit and stood on top of the ship, facing Karl across the energy wall.

T'Challa took off his helmet, revealing his human face, and said in a heavy voice:

"God Karl, we are not aliens. I'm here to negotiate!"

Karl's expression was cold. "Not aliens? What can you use to prove it? Is it the strange suit on your body, the spaceship behind you, or that city beneath your feet that doesn't belong to human technology at all?"

T'Challa was stunned; for a moment, he really couldn't prove he was actually human.

Moreover, even if he went for DNA verification, after the previous Skrulls incident where even DNA could be copied, no one would rely on DNA to believe if someone was an alien anymore!

And his suit, ship, and city were even harder to explain!

What could he say? That Wakanda had actually been deceiving the World, hiding a massive amount of Vibranium that could have benefited all mankind for its own use?

If he said that, it would be a miracle if Wakanda wasn't hated by all of humanity!

Looking at the silent T'Challa, Karl glanced at the live stream where over a billion people had already voted in a short time, then looked up and said indifferently:

"Alright, let's not waste our time waiting for the vote, because the result is already obvious, isn't it?"

"So, I gave the whole World a choice earlier. Now I'll give your Wakanda a choice too..."

"Option one: hand over the person I want yourself, and hand over everything that doesn't belong to Earth, including but not limited to a meteorite from outer space and the technological products created because of it."

"Option two: I'll take it myself. As for the process, it might not be as pleasant as option one."

"So make your choice, Prince T'Challa."

T'Challa frowned deeply upon hearing this. He didn't feel like Karl was giving a choice at all; this was blatant robbery!

But thinking of the fate of the last country Karl personally descended upon, T'Challa compromised slightly, his tone softening:

"I think we have a third option. Wakanda can cooperate with the Justice League. We can turn our swords into plowshares; wouldn't it be better to help each other?"

Hearing this, Karl turned his phone screen directly toward T'Challa and sneered, "Heh, are you too naive, or do you think I look very kind-hearted?"

"I gave the World two choices, so naturally you only have two as well. There is no third option. So make a decision quickly; time is running out for you!"

On the screen, before T'Challa arrived, only a little over a billion people had voted, but now it had increased to three billion!

What kind of concept was this? It was 2011, and even by Marvel's level of technological advancement, this was almost the sum of all internet users worldwide!

And the approval rating among the three billion netizens was 99.99%!

The voting progress had slowed down now. Once it stopped completely for more than 1 second, it would mean the voting had officially ended!

T'Challa broke into a cold sweat; he had never felt such immense pressure before!

He simply couldn't make a choice!

But while he couldn't make a choice, someone else could!

Whish——

A warship, countless times larger than T'Challa's craft, rose from the city and came up behind T'Challa.

From this warship, another Black Panther jumped out, stood on top of the vessel, and shouted sternly at Karl: "God, Wakanda never compromises!!"

The helmet opened, revealing the current King of Wakanda and Black Panther, T'Chaka!

T'Challa hurriedly tried to stop him: "Father, we cannot go to war with God Karl. This will plunge all of Wakanda into a crisis!"

"Shut up, my foolish son!" T'Chaka was clearly not as rational as T'Challa, shouting angrily:

"Can't you see? He has already brought a crisis to Wakanda. He is the crisis itself! The most direct way for us to solve this crisis is to solve him!"

"Think of the disaster caused last time our ancestors trusted the outside World and shared Vibranium. Think of why our Wakanda chose self-isolation!"

T'Challa fell silent again after hearing this.

Because the last time Wakanda revealed Vibranium, it led to other countries greedily fighting over it. To end the war, Wakanda closed itself off again, restricting Vibranium circulation and use only within Wakanda!

But Karl didn't think so. He glanced at the vote, which had been stopped for a second, and smiled disdainfully: "What else could it be for? Because you are selfish."

T'Chaka became even angrier, pointing at Karl:

"Shut up, you outsider who understands nothing! I will give you one last chance. Leave Wakanda right now and promise never to return, and I may choose to let you go!"

"Let me go?" Karl reached out, and that silver Cruciform Longsword from before appeared in his hand. He smiled slightly:

"I appreciate Your Majesty giving me this 'opportunity,' but I'm sorry. Wakanda taking the lead in openly colluding with aliens and hoarding alien technology is a crime that endangers all of humanity."

"So for the sake of all mankind, I don't plan to give you this opportunity!"

With that, Karl injected Light Divine Power into the Cruciform Longsword, turning it into a light sword, and slashed at the shielding field in front of him!

Previously, one of his punches had reduced the barrier's energy by 20%. Now, this one sword strike directly cut a gap through the force field barrier!

Under the shocked gazes of T'Chaka and T'Challa, Karl just floated effortlessly through the gap into Wakanda—a barrier that had never been breached since it was created!

"All fleets, concentrate fire on him!"

T'Chaka was old, and his experience was even older. Seeing this, he didn't hesitate and immediately ordered everyone to open fire, putting on his Black Panther helmet!

He then looked at T'Challa and roared, "T'Challa, there's no time to hesitate! As a Black Panther, for Wakanda, we must eliminate this threat!"

T'Challa watched God Karl being focused by countless lasers from the ships and knew it was too late to say anything. There was no room for negotiation between them and God anymore.

Therefore, T'Challa also put on his helmet, slammed his chest hard, and shouted that classic line at Karl: "Wakanda is finished! (Wakanda Forever)"

Chapter 169: Earth Illumination, Wakanda is Truly Finished!

"What's finished?"

Karl had been using telekinesis to resist the rain of laser attacks from the Wakandan ships, testing their power.

Suddenly, hearing a shout from the side, he turned to see two dark shadows pouncing toward him through the air!

Karl instinctively swung his sword, the light blade flashing with white light!

By the time the swing was finished, Karl realized the two shadows frozen in mid-air were actually the father-son duo, T'Chaka and T'Challa!

What's wrong with these two? He was in the middle of a focused fire, what the hell were they doing pouncing at him!

At this, Karl shrugged:

"Everyone saw it, they ran into it themselves. I was acting in legal self-defense~"

With that, Karl began a more violent counterattack, flying toward the fleet with sword in hand.

The damage was still delayed.

Karl had already flown into the Wakandan fighter fleet when the damage finally manifested on T'Chakaand T'Challa, who had pounced at him.

With a'squelch' sound, the figures of T'Chaka and T'Challa frozen in the air began to slide apart—their upper and lower halves moving in different directions... in plain terms, they were cut in half!

Karl's single strike instantly split the father and son into pieces, following in the footsteps of those who came before them, falling from the sky with eyes wide open in death.

The Vibranium Black Panther suits they wore, and the strong bodies granted by the Heart-Shaped Herb, were completely meaningless against Karl's strike, which carried an absolute gap in power!

After all, Thanos's Double-Edged Blade could shatter Vibranium, and Karl's light blade, which was countless times sharper than the Double-Edged Blade, could naturally cut through Vibranium suits with ease.

And it wasn't just the T'Chaka and T'Challa duo who were easily cut; Karl, entering the Wakandan fleet, was like Godzilla entering a flock of sheep, taking out one small ship with every flourish of his sword!

Those ships made of Vibranium, claimed to be the hardest material in the Universe, were no different from cutting tofu under Karl's light blade! (The Celestials on Earth had not yet been petrified, and Adamantium had not yet appeared in this Universe.)

As for the carrier-sized Wakandan warships...

Karl expressed that he'd let them run four hundred meters first.

Light Divine Power was poured into the light blade as if it cost nothing, causing the originally two-meter-long blade to instantly surge to four hundred meters in length!

With one strike of the light blade, Karl sliced the warship in half!

And these ships and warships, which Wakanda claimed possessed technology far beyond Earth's, were less of a threat to Karl than the nuclear bombs of the Five Great Powers.

At least if hundreds of nuclear bombs were fired at him consecutively, Karl wouldn't want to face them head-on.

But the laser weapons of these ships, though highly penetrative, were completely unable to pierce through his airtight telekinetic barrier.

Furthermore, these ships and warships were already the most technologically advanced things Wakanda had to show.

After Karl finished off Wakanda's aerial forces and looked down at the ground troops, he almost blacked out.

Those bald women with spears, the barbarians riding rhinos and waving scimitars, and that group of shouting humanoid gorillas—were these three Wakandan units for real?

Oh, God, look at that—they're actually using spears to fire lasers at him, trying to shoot him down... This... Karl was almost moved to angry laughter; he didn't even have the interest to go down and engage in a fair fight with these advanced primitives.

Because it gave him an unfair sense of guilt, like a Trisolarian bullying Earthlings.

So, the kind My Lord God decided to give these primitives a one-time liberation... With a casual wave, Karl dispersed the Light Divine Power on the light blade and retracted the long sword into the Shadow World.

Then he slowly raised his right hand, a point of light first appearing in his palm.

As he raised his hand higher, the point of light rapidly expanded!

By the time he held his hand over his head, it was already a sphere of light as large as a football field!

This is... a Spirit Bomb!

Of course not... this is a Light Divine Egg!

However, Karl didn't throw the light sphere at the Wakandans below; instead, he tossed it above his head!

The light sphere turned into a beam of light that vanished into the clouds and remained silent for a few seconds.

Just as everyone was confused, the vast sea of clouds changed, as if countless streams of light were moving within it!

As the clouds grew brighter and brighter, as if the sky could no longer contain the surging power within, countless clouds exploded in an instant!

The exploding sea of clouds turned into a rain of light that illuminated the entire land of Wakanda!

When this rain of light fell on buildings, it miraculously seeped through; when it fell on plants and animals, it was not only harmless but caused them to grow more lushly and healed their injuries... but when it fell on those high-tech primitives of Wakanda, it made them like Vampires encountering sunlight, corroding and burning in the rain of light, turning to ashes amidst screams and despair!

And they were more desperate than a Vampire encountering sunlight.

A Vampire could at least hide in dark buildings, but no matter where the Wakandans hid, even inside buildings, the rain of light—which existed outside the laws of physical rules—would seep into every corner of every building, burning them until only a charred black mark remained.

This was also the final proof they left in this World... dark in life, and dark in death, a fitting end... and the rain of light that caused all this was naturally the area-of-effect skill of the Light Godhead, Earth Illumination.

He had only used this skill once before, and that was when facing Dormammu in the Dark Dimension, performed in a lightning form by the awakened God Thor manifested from the Light Godhead.

Performing it in the light form of the Light God himself was a first.

This skill was flexible and varied, completely controlled by Karl's will.

The light it cast upon the Earth could be a warmth that healed everyone, or a heat that burned everyone to death!

And this time, what fell on all things was the light of healing, while what fell on the Wakandans was naturally the light of judgment.

The reason for using this move was, first, to destroy evidence.

With one Earth Illumination, he burned everyone within Wakanda's borders until only black marks remained. Even if someone investigated thoroughly afterward, they wouldn't find any evidence that the Wakandans weren't aliens.

But that wasn't the most important thing; with his current strength, he actually wasn't afraid of others looking for trouble.

At worst, he'd just wipe out the person or the country looking for trouble~

The most important thing was that Wakanda had developed Vibranium for so many years; this city was built upon a Vibranium meteorite and possessed complete processing equipment for mining Vibranium.

And those technological devices in the city that far surpassed Earth's—these were all his property. How could he bear to damage them?

After Tony remodeled it in the future, this technologically advanced Cybernetic City would be the most prosperous and advanced city on Earth, a city belonging exclusively to the Justice League, and to him personally!

That's right, he was such a double-standard person.

When the Wakandans were around, he looked down on these primitives for monopolizing the Vibranium.

Now that the Wakandans were all dead, he planned to keep all the Vibranium for himself.

Chapter 170: Atlantis, Everyone Who 'Misunderstood' Karl

Oh, wait, it wasn't exactly hogging it all to himself.

He and the Justice League couldn't use up all the Vibranium here anyway, so he would still have the Justice League's research department develop some civilian equipment to make money... oh no, to benefit all of humanity.

Of course, there would be a fee for that.

Since he was already here, to avoid any future trouble regarding Vibranium, Karl decided to reclaim all the Vibranium on Earth at once and, while he was at it, clear out another threat that possessed Vibranium.

That's right; it wasn't just Wakanda that possessed Vibranium on Earth; another nation also held a massive amount of it.

However, that nation was hidden even deeper than Wakanda. While Wakanda at least appeared to the outside World as a poor, small country, that nation was one whose existence even Wakanda was unaware of!

Because... it was hidden in the oceans that humanity has yet to fully explore!

It was the undersea kingdom of Atlantis!

The place where another piece of Vibranium once fell to Earth!

After confirming with telekinesis that there were no survivors in Wakanda, Karl's voice was once again transmitted to the live stream through the simultaneous interpretation equipment:

"I know some of you still feel resentful in your hearts about me forcing you to choose the survival or destruction of Wakanda..."

"But you must understand that life is like this. If no one forces you to choose the correct answer, you might remain foolishly indecisive forever, or even keep making the same mistakes over and over."

"So this time, I let you choose the outcome first, and now I will take you to see the evidence of Wakanda's collusion with aliens."

Having said that, Karl waved his hand and opened a portal.

The other side of the portal, however, was not on any land, but in the sea.

Indeed, the other side of the portal was a stretch of deep blue seawater.

Miraculously, however, the seawater on the other side did not pass through the portal; instead, it was kept out as if by an invisible thin film.

Karl transferred the Stark satellite's live stream to his custom Justice League phone and used telekinesis to hover it behind him, creating a game-like third-person perspective.

This immediately felt incredibly novel to the billions of viewers in the live stream, as the perspective made it feel like they were playing an extremely realistic game!

And the character they were 'controlling' was none other than the most powerful Superhero in their World, God Karl!

And what they were about to face was an unknown alien race!

Was this what they called a 'power-fantasy game'?!

As Karl stepped through the portal, an even more heart-stirring scene appeared.

Because on the other side, it wasn't just an undersea World with marine life as everyone had imagined; instead, it was a spectacular city built on the seabed!

Moreover, the city was brightly lit, and silhouettes could be seen swimming within it. It was clearly an inhabited city!

This left the global audience watching the live stream dumbfounded, shouting 'Are you kidding me?!'

This was at the bottom of the sea! Setting aside the issue of oxygen, how on Earth did those guys withstand the water pressure?!

Soon, they would have their answer.

For a patrol of Atlanteans soon discovered the out-of-place Karl and began to surround him.

It was only then that the people in the live stream saw clearly that the people closing in did not look like normal humans at all!

Their skin was blue, just like the ocean. Rather than humans, they looked more like human-sized Avatars!

What followed next shocked everyone even more, as the Atlanteans spoke in a language that was completely non-human, and many strangely shaped undersea ships arrived from the depths.

Karl didn't care at all about being surrounded. Instead, he pointed at the Atlanteans around him and quipped as if introducing monkeys:

"Look at their skin, listen to their language, and look at the Vibranium weapons in their hands. I believe I don't need to say more about what all this indicates..."

"Do you still think the Skrulls I wiped out were innocent now?"

Instantly, the live stream erupted in an uproar, filled with comments like 'God, I misunderstood you!' After all, facts speak louder than words. These blue things didn't even need testing; they were even more obviously aliens than the Skrulls!

It turned out God had known all along that Wakanda was colluding with aliens, yet he still chose to give the World an explanation and gave them and Wakanda a chance to choose.

It was they who had failed God's trust, and it was Wakanda that had failed to cherish the opportunity God had given!

This move by Karl made everyone on Earth—regardless of whether they had sincerely clicked to support his Divine punishment of Wakanda before—sincerely support him now.

This time, Karl attacked not just their bodies, but their hearts and minds.

At the same time, it ensured that Karl's nation-level slaughter didn't earn him the label of a mass murderer, nor did it cause his approval rating to drop.

Instead, his approval rating skyrocketed, rising from an initial 80% global favorability to a terrifying 99%. This put him at a landslide lead over the second-most popular hero in the World, the friendly neighborhood Little Spider, who had a 60% favorability rating!

It was certain that next time Karl said he was going to wipe out a country, even if he didn't explain, these 99% of people would automatically come up with a logical reason for him, believing that Godmust have a reason for doing so and that it wasn't wanton slaughter... Meanwhile, on the Atlanteans' side, seeing that their multiple shouts were to no avail and the other party was instead talking to himself...

The Atlanteans surrounding Karl finally lost their patience and launched an attack.

Compared to the Wakandans, who mostly used laser weapons, the Atlanteans had many more means of attack.

First of all, what they fired from their spears wasn't lasers, but high-pressure water arrows more suited to the ocean!

That's right, spears again. Karl sometimes wondered if the people in Marvel were out of their minds.

Otherwise, why did they always set the basic weapons of these countries with World-leading technology as damn spears... Had they developed some kind of psychological trauma from being fought by Native Americans with spears?

This time, however, besides spears that could fire water arrows, there weren't Atlanteans riding rhinos or whales like the Wakandans.

Instead, there were more attacks similar to sonar strikes, compressed water bombs, torpedoes, and the like!

However, even though the variety of attacks had increased, other than the sonar attacks making Karl's head buzz slightly, the rest of the attacks naturally had no effect at all.

Just like the Wakandans' laser weapons, they couldn't even get past his telekinetic shield.

But under the sea, it wasn't convenient for Karl to use Light Divine Power, unless he wanted to evaporate the entire Atlantic Ocean.

So, he switched to his rarely used Dark Godhead.

And with this switch, Karl's entire aura underwent a massive change.

From his original bright and dazzling state—a deity who made people feel a sense of holiness and security at a glance...

He turned into an oppressive, pressure-filled Loki!

Chapter 171: Aquaman Namo, Pigeon iu

Karl's massive change was clearly seen by the audience watching in the third person.

The bullet chat immediately fell into a heated discussion!

Some felt Karl's state looked wrong; how did he not look like a righteous God, but more like an evil Loki?

But such comments were immediately blasted back by more people.

Stating that this was just one of the God's abilities, an ability to better fight in the ocean!

Different combat environments naturally require different abilities!

This proves nothing about the God being evil; instead, it shows the God's strength. His abilities aren't singular, but rather he can use the most suitable ability to fight in any environment!

In plain terms, no matter where he is, it's the God's home field!

These explanatory bullet chats made most people quickly accept Karl's 'darkened' change, and they even admired him more.

Meanwhile, the HYDRA members secretly sending bullet chats put down their keyboards with satisfaction.

The BOSS's move is brilliant!

First, make everyone think he's cruel, then let everyone feel guilty toward him after knowing the 'truth.' While at it, he intentionally shows off his seemingly evil abilities to slowly change people's perceptions.

Let them subconsciously accept the concept that 'things that look evil on the surface aren't necessarily truly evil,' mainly depending on whose hands the 'ability' is in.

As for the God, no matter how evil the power he uses, it is for justice and is correct!

When HYDRA inadvertently or automatically exposes itself in the future, upon learning that HYDRA is under the leadership of the God, the people of the World won't be as resistant.

They might even accept it easily... and this was all planned and arranged by Karl before the operation... This time, Karl not only wants to take the items but also to manipulate people's hearts!

Looking at the Atlanteans who were still constantly firing sonar attacks at him, causing a constant buzzing in his ears, Karl, having finished switching his Godhead, grew impatient.

He reached out his hand, and black light condensed in his palm. This time, he didn't charge it up but fired it directly in the form of a beam!

The Atlanteans touched by the pitch-black beam had their flesh and blood instantly corroded away, eventually turning into a puddle of pus that returned to the sea!

Not only the Atlanteans, but even their Vibranium undersea ships and various weapons decayed and aged under the beam, eventually calcifying and shattering!

This is the basic skill of the Dark Godhead, Corrosion Beam.

As the name suggests, any object touched by the beam will be corroded within it!

The only difference is that due to the strength of the items, some corrode quickly while others corrode slowly.

Regarding the ordinary Atlanteans surrounding Karl, he simply swept the Corrosion Beam in a circle and basically handled them all.

But his act of wiping out these Atlanteans clearly also disturbed more powerful existences in the undersea World.

Wakanda has its Guardian with extraordinary abilities, Black Panther.

Atlantis naturally has its own Guardian as well.

That is... Aquaman Namo!

The very first Superhero created by Marvel!

Also an existence that beat the main cast like dogs in Marvel Zombies, and a'super strong' existence that bit the calculating Baron Zemo like a snack!

Of course, that's only among those politically correct second-generation superheroes.

With Karl, let alone Aquaman Namo, even if Aquaman Arthur from the DC Universe came, it wouldn't help!

Thus, when Aquaman Namo, with small wings on his feet, launched a sneak attack from behind Karlwith his Trident, Karl simply turned around and sent him flying back with a Dark God's slap, crashing back into that Atlantis city.

But Aquaman Namo truly lived up to being a puppet favored by Meihong; he was thick-skinned and resilient, not at all comparable to ordinary Atlanteans.

Karl's slap, which could kill two Black Panthers, actually didn't kill Aquaman Namo. He quickly stood up again from the ruins he had crashed into!

However, the dark purple handprint on his face somewhat affected his image at the moment~

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Shit, this book is finished. The daily pay rate is getting lower by the day; I really can't hold on anymore, brothers. I even wrote when it was 50 a day, but now it's only 30, I'm fucking... I don't know if the Kingpin's son theme is too niche or what, but the traffic for this book is pitifully low, and the book testing has no volume at all.

There's no way, brothers. For the sake of making a living, I have to drop this book and start a new one.

Sorry to the friends who liked this book; I couldn't give you a complete Marvel life for God Karl... With this —————— I apologize.