Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
The unique drum-like alarm of Wakanda instantly echoed throughout Wakanda at T'Challa's furious roar, his face changing drastically.
The Wakanda natives, who had thought they had defeated the invaders and successfully defended their homeland, were in a frenzy of celebration when they were stunned by the sudden blaring of the alarm.
It wasn't that they hadn't heard this alarm before.
They had heard it not long ago, when the joint forces drove planes and tanks into their homeland.
But now, hadn't their new king led them to victory? Why was the alarm, which symbolized an impending catastrophe and required all tribesmen to seek refuge in the Wakanda Capital, still sounding?
Just then.
Boom!
A purple beam of light, accompanied by a tremor from the ground, burst through the sky from the heart of the Wakanda Palace.
The next second.
A light purple ripple, tinged with golden light, spread out the surrounding clouds at a visible speed, and like an inverted bowl, slowly descended to cover the Wakanda Capital below.
The Vibranium energy fluctuation not only dispersed the surrounding clouds but also exposed Hawke, who had been quietly suspended behind the clouds.
A gigantic Phoenix Shadow had already appeared behind Hawke.
Phoenix Fire blazed!
The golden phoenix cloth was within this fierce Fire.
The Wakanda people below saw it.
At the same time, S.H.I.E.L.D., which had retreated near the Hell Passage, also saw it.
"Shit, how many people are left?"
"There are two squads left."
"Tell them to hurry."
Maria Hill said urgently upon hearing this, then continued to look up at Hawke suspended in the air.
Just then.
Amidst the blazing Phoenix Fire, the phoenix cloth's pair of phoenix eyes emitted a bright light, instantly striking Hawke's body.
The next second.
Infinite Nirvana Fire instantly rose from around Hawke's body, and the magnificent phoenix cloth instantly covered his entire body—
The shoulder pads were like burning wings.
The breastplate was engraved with the Phoenix Totem of Nirvana rebirth.
The arm guards and leg guards flowed with a lava-like luster.
Three phoenix tail feathers swayed behind him.
Beneath the face mask.
Hawke, who had just closed his eyes, slowly opened them, and the constantly exploding Little Universe phantom appeared in his half-crimson, half-golden pupils.
Almost at the same time as the phoenix cloth attached itself, Hawke, whose strength had reached its peak, looked down with indifferent eyes.
The Wakanda soldiers, who had reacted and were no longer cheering but were terrified, no longer shouting but screaming, ran frantically towards the Wakanda Capital city, trying to get into the city before the Vibranium shield fell.
Looking from above.
It was as if dense black ants were trying to attack the city.
But they failed.
The Vibranium shield protecting the Wakanda Capital did not delay its closing time because of them.
There were even one or two unlucky ones who, seeing the shield about to fall, tried to roll in, only to be mercilessly cut in half by the descending Vibranium shield.
Cut vertically, that is.
Hawke, suspended above Wakanda, looked at the fallen shield, his eyes sharp as knives, but he did not speak, merely very casually, but to those below, as if with the weight of a thousand juns, slowly brought his arms together in front of his chest.
As his ten fingers met, in the palm of his hand, a point of extreme, terrifyingly compressed crimson light suddenly appeared and then began to rotate and condense at a frantic speed.
The moment this crimson light appeared, it emitted destructive high temperatures, even distorting the surrounding space.
And as the crimson light gradually expanded, a lifelike Fire Phoenix was born from this light.
"Phoenix!"
"Wing!"
"Sky!"
"Soaring—!"
Four cold and annihilating words, like a doomsday judgment, came out of Hawke's mouth the moment his gaze fell upon the Wakanda region below.
Instantly!
As he clenched his hands into fists and swung them towards Wakanda below, the Fire Phoenix, entirely composed of destructive energy, spread its wings, let out a piercing phoenix cry that tore through the sky, and with a terrifying high temperature capable of incinerating all things and instantly drying up mountains and rivers, it plummeted towards the Wakanda region below like a giant meteor, dragging a long, fiery tail of light, at a speed beyond the limit of vision.
Maria Hill, who had received Hawke's advance notice and was already in a safe zone, watched the terrifying fireball, like a falling Sun, in the sky with a shocked, wide-open mouth.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Countless burning, feathery fireballs struck the surface of the Vibranium energy shield above the Wakanda Capital first, stirring up violent golden energy fluctuations, and then, the Flame Phoenix, closely following, spread its wings and fiercely crashed into the very center of the shield!
In an instant, the World seemed to be remelted!
An indescribable light was generated the moment the Fire Phoenix, entirely composed of destructive energy, crashed into the Vibranium shield.
The extreme of Fire is White!
The dazzling White light, like countless invisible and scorching giant blades, instantly split open the Vibranium shield in front of it and swept towards the Wakanda Capital protected by the shield with undiminished force.
White light bloomed in all directions, and under the illumination of this extreme White light, the Wakanda Capital seemed to undergo a complete formatting.
Yes.
Formatting.
The trees on the street were annihilated the moment they came into contact with this extreme White light.
The buildings on the street also turned to ash and then disappeared into nothingness under the illumination of this extreme White light, as if in slow motion.
As for people.
What people? Where are the people?
Reporting requires evidence, even the New York Police Department knows a very simple thing.
No corpse, no case.
So…
Hawke, suspended in the air, looking down at the Wakanda region swept by the extreme White light, suddenly thought of a line from Dream of the Red Chamber.
A vast expanse of White, truly clean!
After today, if anyone enters the Wakanda region again, they will only exclaim upon seeing the Wakanda region before them.
What a barren land!
No.
It's not entirely barren.
Hawke looked at the only magnificent palace that suddenly appeared in the barren land after the extreme terrifying White light and high temperature dissipated, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, disappearing from his original spot.
When he reappeared, he looked at the Vibranium energy shield in his sight, which was covered with spider-web-like cracks, raised an eyebrow, and then extended his right hand, gently touching the Vibranium shield protecting the core palace of the Wakanda Royal Palace.
With a bang.
The moment his finger gently touched it, the Vibranium shield in front of him instantly shattered.
The next moment.
A Black light shot out from the magnificent palace, T'Challa's eyes beneath the Black Panther suit glowed with endless fury, and the Vibranium claws gleamed with sharp cold light.
It's gone.
All gone.
The entire Wakanda no longer existed.
T'Challa's voice sounded as if it came from hell.
"Die!"
"Bang!"
Hawke threw a punch.
The Black Panther, flying towards Hawke in the air, instantly flew backward, crashing with a thud against the wall of the only surviving palace.
Hawke was startled by the sudden appearance of the Black thing.
"What the hell is that!"
"Hawke!!"
T'Challa, who had climbed up from the ground, angrily accused Hawke: "You killed my father, you killed my people, you killed all of them!"
Hawke now saw clearly what the Black thing that had just darted out was.
Black Panther warrior.
What was his name again?
Hawke's thoughts spun, then he had the answer, looking at Black Panther: "T'Challa, did you send people to New York City?"
Black Panther's claws clenched.
"Yes, it was me."
"Oh!"
Hawke calmly uttered an "oh" upon hearing this.
The next second.
He instantly raised his right hand, opened it towards the distant Black Panther, and then suddenly clenched it.
Whoosh!
The Black Panther, from far away, suddenly flew towards Hawke's hand as if drawn by some force, then obediently offered his neck into Hawke's right hand.
The Black Panther's lowered right hand flashed with a cold light, instantly stabbing towards Hawke's chest.
Hawke's eyes lowered, his gaze sharpening!
"Ah!"
The Black Panther's right arm instantly collapsed at an incredible angle.
"Eye Impact!"
Using a sonic wind blade from the eyes to tear apart the opponent.
Jabu once used this move to greet Seiya.
This move wasn't even a skill exclusive to a Silver Saint; it was a skill even a Bronze Saint possessed.
This was the first time Hawke had used it.
After all, he still preferred a more direct, fist-to-flesh combat style, which might be related to his thousand days of hitting sandbags without ever hitting a person.
This is like in a movie, a sniper who spends a lot of bullets every day practicing his shooting skills, but never snipes anyone until he retires. Finally, the day before he retires, he wants to try what it feels like to snipe someone.
Hawke's current state was roughly like this.
The Black Panther, held in his hand, gritted his teeth, forcing out words from the pressure: "Damn executioner, you killed my family, you killed my people."
Hawke glanced at the Black Panther expressionlessly, not speaking.
Under telekinesis.
The Black Panther's right arm, which had just been broken by his Eye Impact, slowly lifted, uncontrollable by its owner, and then aimed its sharp Vibranium claws at its own head.
The Black Panther looked at this scene, feeling the Vibranium claws, uncontrollable by him, slowly approaching his head. His left hand once again stabbed towards Hawke.
"Ah!"
Another scream.
Hawke ignored it.
The Black Panther, with wide eyes, watched the sharp Vibranium claws getting closer and closer, almost touching his helmet, and roared at the silent Hawke in front of him: "Damn executioner, speak, why are you doing this to us, Wakanda, ah!!"
Hawke controlled Black Panther's right hand to pause temporarily, listened to Black Panther's words, slowly opened his face mask, looked at Black Panther in his hand, and spoke calmly.
"You shouldn't have sent people to New York City."
"As for why I'm doing this to you?"
"Destroying you has nothing to do with you!"
"Pfft!"
"…"
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