Peter hovered above the bustling crowd, completely unafraid.
"Besides, I'm not an elephant… I'm Godzilla!"
…
Without hesitation, he descended.
The previously missile-proof shield, now fully activated, was fragile as paper before him, tearing open easily and leaving a massive gap.
"This guy… he's terrifying!"
Wakanda's guards watched in disbelief as the figure effortlessly ripped through their defenses.
"No matter how strong the opponent, Wakandan warriors never retreat!"
Captain Okoye stood behind the king, delivering an inspiring speech to rally every soldier behind her.
"What does this man want?"
King T'Chaka's eyes scanned the floating figure, trying to discern Superman's true intentions.
Peter hovered weightlessly, descending slowly until he was just a dozen meters above the ground.
The black nanotech armor reflected golden sunlight, while his crimson cape fluttered even without wind.Gold lines traced across his suit, like liquid energy coursing constantly.
A sense of oppression gripped nearly everyone present.Even Wakanda's elite warriors felt their breath quicken, as if witnessing a god descend.
"Hahaha, King T'Chaka, did you gather all these people just to welcome me?"
The towering figure spoke casually, peering down at the charging T'Chaka.
"If you're a friend, then yes—that's a grand welcome for you."
T'Chaka looked up calmly, his voice resonating with royal authority:
"But if you're an enemy…"
His tone hardened. All Wakandan warriors behind him raised their Vibranium spears, aimed at the floating figure.
"Heh, your confidence… it's not because of that guy, right?"
Peter didn't get angry at T'Chaka's remark. He tilted his head, looking toward the distance.
…
A golden streak of energy shot across the sky at lightning speed, almost instantaneously reaching the Wakandan forces.
It flew through the crowd toward the king.
In an instant, the golden, smoke-like energy condensed into two human figures—and a dog.The dog was enormous, far larger than a normal canine.
One of the humans was Prince T'Challa in his Black Panther suit.The other, clad in black, gently stroked the massive dog.
"Welcome, my friend," King T'Chaka greeted the visitors warmly.
…
But the man gave no response. She politely placed a hand on her chest.
Then the man slowly turned his head toward Peter.
"Mr. Superman, though you are extremely strong, the Inhuman leader Black Bolt wields a comparable power. One word from him could destroy everything!"
"So now I need you to return my daughter, so we can remain friends!"
Seeing Black Bolt arrive, the old king seemed to regain confidence. He gazed at Peter, voice low and firm.Beside him, Black Bolt's lips curled into a confident, almost crooked smile—like a "crooked-mouth dragon king."
Peter couldn't help but think of rebuking him in a classic mob scenario… if only he weren't constrained by reality.
The next moment, Peter landed gracefully, walking toward the king and his entourage.
"I need your daughter's help with something, so she won't be returned just yet.""Let's see what a mute can do to stop me!"
"Step back!"
As Peter approached, Black Bolt opened his mouth, unleashing a visible, powerful shockwave toward him.
The sonic force instantly shattered the ground behind Peter, carving a massive chasm.
Why… didn't you dodge?
Peter didn't flinch. Black Bolt's eyes widened in shock.
I'm not afraid!
The shockwave surged around Peter—but it couldn't pierce his steel-like body or halt his progress.
"How… is this possible?"
Unable to harm Peter or stop him, Black Bolt was stunned.
"You're arrogant, I must admit."
Step by step, Peter advanced. He placed a hand over Black Bolt's mouth and held his chin, lifting him slowly.
"Too bad—this won't work on me!"
With a flick, he tossed him aside effortlessly.
The dog, sensing its master in danger, transformed into a stream of golden energy and darted off.
"Hypocrite! Where did you take my sister?"
At that moment, the Black Panther leaped at Peter with claws extended.
Two streaks of crimson light flashed. Black Panther's body flew violently backward, disrupting Wakanda's army formation behind him.
"Now… can we talk properly?"
Peter's eyes glowed with a chilling crimson light. He turned his gaze to the old king and spoke in a low, commanding tone.
Chapter 53: The Sun's Radiance Will Illuminate the Night Sky!
After some "friendly" nuclear negotiations, Peter successfully transported the first batch of native Vibranium from Wakanda.
Not much—just tens of tons, less than a hundred.
"Father, are we really letting him leave so easily? My sister…"
T'Challa's eyes burned with resentment as Peter flew away, carrying the Vibranium like a small mountain.
"T'Challa, for Wakanda's safety, we have no choice," the king said calmly.
He had no desire to allow such vast amounts of Vibranium to fall into outsiders' hands.
But they had already experienced Superman's power firsthand.
Even Black Bolt, the leader of the Inhumans, could not harm him.Black Bolt's sonic power could shatter Vibranium, yet Peter's steel-like body remained unscathed.
A being so powerful could only be rivaled by a true god.The last person who claimed to be a god—Thor—was easily defeated; even Mjolnir was shattered.
"And he said your sister is fine… she just needs to help him with something."
It was hard to read the old king's expression—was it relief or worry?
He gazed at the horizon. Peter had already disappeared. After a long silence, he spoke slowly:
"If we can become allies—or even friends…"
The king paused, then continued:
"…then the dreams of every Wakandan king could come true.The world would know Wakanda is powerful and prosperous—without fear of war."
Wakanda had transformed from a backward agricultural tribe into a technologically advanced nation thanks to its abundant underground Vibranium.
Yet precisely because of this wealth, Wakanda had hidden itself to avoid becoming a target, protecting its people from war.
At this moment, the old king seemed to have found a way: open Wakanda to the world while keeping it safe.
"Father… are we really going to do this?"
T'Challa's face showed concern.
"No… you will lead Wakanda to true prosperity.Let the world know how strong Wakanda truly is!"
The king withdrew his gaze, looking at his extraordinary son with hope.
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Meanwhile, Peter carried tens to hundreds of tons of Vibranium in one hand, and a small Wakandan sonic purification device in the other.Even so, his speed remained undiminished.