"But……"

"It's my fault that I'm in this state now, but I will make up for your betrayal."

"The best that comes from Wakanda, I've brought it to you."

Francis York's expression is... divine?!

He seemed to think that he was doing something great, like creating a real hero.

He originally wanted to become a hero himself.

it is a pity……

It seems that this thing cannot be done, and he will wait for his end in prison.

But……

Semperton Cole, who was a New York hero, will become a real hero.

Yes.

It's all because of Francis York, that's it, that's it...

Obvious.

This Francis York, whose mental state is no longer normal, must have something wrong with him.

And he announced in an urgent tone at this time.

"What does it take for Tony Stark to become a superhero?!"

"It's just the colorful tin cans flying all over the sky."

"Everyone in the world thinks Iron Man is unique, even Tony Stark himself."

"Hahaha."

Francis York laughed.

His smile was full of mockery, and he struggled to stand up while wearing the shackles.

Pointing at Tony Stark on TV.

"He thinks he's a smart guy."

"Including the guys from the Daily Bugle, the media reports and the military's fear..."

"The whole world is wrong. Only I know the truth. He... is just an Iron Man."

Francis York pounded the table.

In this dark special detention room, he spoke words that shocked the whole of New York.

"It's unlikely that anyone will be building Iron Man for decades."

"ridiculous."

"In Wakanda, this unknown kingdom, there are unimaginable secrets everywhere."

"And among these secrets..."

"The greatest thing that belongs to their king, the legacy of Wakanda."

"I already got it."

Francis York wrote an address on the table.

There is a secret base he left behind from a certain channel in Hell's Kitchen.

Hidden very deep.

And hidden within it is the uniform called the Black Panther, and... the secret recipe of the heart-shaped grass.

"Go find it..."

"I hid the secrets from Wakanda there. Everything that belongs to Black Panther is there."

"However."

"This is not Wakanda, a small isolated country, or New York..."

"On such a grand stage, you will become a better hero, better than Iron Man... Go find it, go find it!"

"Ah ha ha ha."

Francis York laughed.

He was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, as if he was seeing some hallucination.

There was some kind of madness in the whole person.

It's obvious.

At this time, if Semperton Cole wanted to communicate effectively, he simply couldn't do it.

That's exactly what it is...

After experiencing the pursuit from the Wakandan warriors, it was precisely because of Francis York.

Amidst secret missions and coincidences.

Actually...

The Black Panther armor was brought from Wakanda, and... the secret of the heart-shaped herb.

This is absolutely no small matter.

Any one being capable of mastering both means the King of Wakanda.

And now...

It was not the king who brought all this to New York, but wanted to create a new hero.

But...

Also on this night.

The Wakandan warrior who was chasing all this died in New York inexplicably.

And all this.

The trial will not go away with Francis York behind bars.

on the contrary.

The name of Sempedon Cole.

The heroes of New York and the information recorded in Wakanda will evolve into an even more terrifying trigger.

So……

The most important thing now before Sempedon Cole and Smoker who was watching is...

"Big secret treasure?!"
Chapter completed!