Marvel: Sealed by Odin at the start!

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The black panther replied loudly as it tore at the Leviathan with its vibranium claws.

Black Panther, already enhanced by the Heart-Shaped Grass, experienced another power boost, and with the help of the Vibranium Armor, he easily accomplished what only the Hulk could do.

Of course, his strength wasn't enough to cripple Leviathan with a single punch.

Therefore, after forcing Leviathan to stop, Black Panther still had to continue attacking.

Boom! Luo Xing suddenly jumped over and punched Leviathan's head into the ground.

At the same time, two chaotic blades appeared in his hands, and a silver sword aura was unleashed, cleanly slicing Leviathan's entire head in two.

Black Panther stared blankly at this scene, then opened his mask and looked at Luo Xing: "You stole the monster's kill!"

“I think you should have other things to do, so I came to remind you, Prince T'Challa.”

Luo Xing casually sheathed the Chaos Blade and turned to the black panther.

"What's up……"

Black Panther was initially confused and about to ask Luo Xing a question, but after hearing Luo Xing say "Prince T'Challa,"...

After hearing that word, his expression changed instantly: "You mean..."

In the parallel universe, Black Panther has long been a king, and only a king can inherit the title of Black Panther.

But if given the choice again, he would rather be a prince forever.

Becoming king meant the death of his father.

Moreover, T'Challa knew that his father had not died of old age, but had been murdered.

"Strange has told you all that this is a parallel universe, which means that whatever you do won't affect your timeline."

"Similarly, if you go to save T'Chaka in this world, then T'Chaka on your side will not be resurrected."

"You can decide for yourself how to choose."

Luo Xing said calmly.

Although it was said that Black Panther could decide for himself, Luo Xing had already made his choice.

Personality determines everything.

Unless Black Panther's personality becomes twisted and he turns to the dark side, he would never stand idly by and watch T'Chaka die, even if T'Chaka is essentially unrelated to him.

"what do you want"

After a brief moment of thought, Black Panther looked at Luo Xing and asked.

As a superhero, he can choose to believe in the good side of humanity.

But as a king, he had to admit that self-interest was the bond that bound everything together in the world.

Luo Xing wouldn't have reminded him of this for no reason.

"You should know that if T'Chaka were alive and you hadn't become the Black Panther King, Wakanda would most likely have maintained a low profile."

"Then it will be very difficult to obtain your local specialties."

Luo Xing pointed to the clothes on the black panther's body and said.

"Local specialties... I understand. I'll talk to him and ask him to fulfill your request."

The "he" mentioned by the black panther

This naturally refers to oneself in a parallel world.

"No, if T'Challa of this world cannot become king, then he has no right to give away large quantities of local products to outsiders."

Luo Xing shook his head and said.

"You mean... I'll pay you?"

Black Panther paused slightly, then asked.

"That's right, I only need the raw materials."

Luo Xing nodded.

Anyway... since Dr. Pym is still alive and has all the Pym Particles, it will only take Black Panther a moment to return.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Black Panther nodded, opened the vibranium armor on his wrist, and pressed a button inside.

thump.

Sure enough, Black Panther returned in just a moment.

Of course, for Black Panther, he had already spent half an hour in his original world.

"The local specialties you requested."

Black Panther took a small glass bottle from his waist and tossed it to Luo Xing.

"Pym Particles"

Luo Xing took the glass bottle, looked at the shrunken piece of vibranium ore inside, and asked.

"That's right, smashing it will restore it, but remember to find a large place."

Black Panther nodded.

"It seems you're quite generous with the larger space, King Black Panther."

Luo Xing accepted the vibranium ore, stepped forward, put one hand on Black Panther's shoulder, and used the isotope to lock onto T'Challa's location in this world, opening a portal with the other.

"Go ahead, but I must remind you that the threats in the two worlds may be different, so remember to give them your word."

Luo Xing stepped aside to make way for the portal and stood beside the black panther, speaking to the black panther.

"I understand."

Black Panther looked at the familiar campus environment on the other side of the portal, took a deep breath, and rushed in.

"If you want to come back, remember to ask your Doctor Strange to open the door."

Luo Xing said something to the black panther's retreating figure, then casually closed the portal.

After saying that, Luo Xing was glad that he had only learned magic and had not succeeded to the position of the Supreme Mage.

Otherwise, I'd probably have to become part of a superhero team like Doctor Strange.

Chapter 180 The Fighting Crowd

"Hey, Stephen, why aren't you fighting?"

Thor kicked a Chitauri away, walked over to Strange, and asked.

"No, that's a matter for the police and young people."

Strange shook his head and refused.

As he said, most of those who dared to fight the Chitauri soldiers on the road were police officers on duty, as well as hot-blooded young men.

when.."

"Hey, Stephen, why aren't you fighting?"

Thor kicked a Chitauri away, walked over to Strange, and asked.

"No, that's a matter for the police and young people."

Strange shook his head and refused.

As he said, most of those who dared to fight the Chitauri soldiers on the road were police officers on duty, as well as hot-blooded young men.

Of course, there were also people of other ages, and even a few elderly people with white hair were beating up these... alien invaders.

"You mean you're old, but you're still not married, bro!"

Thor looked at Strange with surprise and patted him on the shoulder.

"What I mean is, one more person won't make a difference; I don't need to cause trouble."

Strange still refused.

His worldview has been turned upside down; not only have aliens invaded Earth, but so many "superheroes" have also emerged.

What exactly is that golden sphere in the sky that shines like the sun and strengthens their bodies? What is its working principle? Does it emit radiation? Will it have any side effects? All these questions filled Strange's mind, making him completely unwilling to fight the invaders like the others.

"Hey Steve, look, doesn't that wizard in the sky look a bit like you?"

Thor pointed to Doctor Strange flying overhead and spoke to Strange beside him.

"Even wizards have come out?"

Strange looked up, but because of the distance, he couldn't make out her face at all: "The build is somewhat similar. It seems doctors and mages are alike; they don't exercise often."

Speaking of not exercising regularly, Strange couldn't help but glance at Thor.

His colleague's weight has skyrocketed since he joined the company.

At first, Thor was the most popular girl among the nurses at the hospital.

Every day after get off work, at least ten people wait for Thor at the door, hoping to go on a date with him.

But as time went by, after a month, only one person remained.

Now, not a single one remains.

Of course, this wouldn't be the case if it were just obesity.

The key point is that he also often claims to be the great god of thunder, the prince of Asgard, and the future successor to Odin's throne.

This led many of Thor's colleagues to believe that he had a mental illness.

Even Strange thought so, until one day at a colleague's gathering, the group encountered armed robbers.

Thor raised his hand high, and a hammer fell from the air, sending the robber flying.

From then on, no one dared to speak ill of Thor behind his back.

And it was from that time on that Thor, and Mordred, began to admire this kind of "playing dumb to fool others" mentality.

That feeling.