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"Is this all Wakanda has to offer?" Henry's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion as he held Okoye suspended before him. T'Challa, undeterred, launched himself at Henry, his claws extended and shimmering with vibranium energy. He struck with precision, his attacks a blur of motion. But Henry, bolstered by the sphere's relentless energy, met each blow with telekinetic barriers that absorbed the impact, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefield. With a powerful telekinetic blast, Henry sent T'Challa sprawling across the ground, the Black Panther's vibranium suit barely absorbing the devastating force.
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Henry moved through the battlefield like a storm incarnate. The sphere whirred beside him, each rotation amplifying his power, turning his telekinesis into a force of nature. Soldiers were lifted into the air, their bodies contorted and crushed before being flung aside. The earth itself seemed to tremble under the weight of his power, with deep fissures opening in the ground where he directed his focus. Realizing the dire situation, T'Challa called out desperately, "Shuri, now! We need that weapon!"
In her lab, Shuri worked frantically, her fingers flying over holographic controls. Her voice crackled over the comms, tense with pressure, "It's not ready yet, brother! Just a little more time!" But time was something they no longer had. Henry, growing impatient, raised the sphere once more. It pulsed with a brilliant, deadly light, the energy within it swirling as it prepared to unleash another catastrophic wave. The Wakandans braced themselves, knowing that this could be the end. Descending further, Henry's gaze locked onto T'Challa, the coldness in his eyes reflecting the finality of what was about to happen. "You're out of time," Henry stated, his voice as merciless as the power he wielded.
As the cataclysmic wave of Henry's telekinetic power subsided, the aftermath on the Wakandan battlefield was a stark contrast to the vibrant land it once was. Smoke rose from the scorched earth, and the air hung heavy with the stench of destruction. The once formidable Wakandan forces, renowned for their unparalleled technological prowess and military might, lay in ruin. But despite the devastation, the heart of Wakanda's technological might had not yet fully revealed itself. Suddenly, a series of deep, resonating hums broke through the silence. From hidden bunkers and fortified positions across the battlefield, Wakanda's advanced defense systems activated. Vibranium railguns, mounted on sleek, angular posts, emerged from concealed compartments in the ground. These massive weapons, powered by Wakanda's limitless vibranium reserves, began to charge with a high-pitched whine, glowing with concentrated energy.
In the skies above, the surviving Talon Fighters and Dragon Flyers, previously hidden by their cloaking technology, decloaked and swooped down in formation. These sleek, bird-like aircraft, armed with vibranium-based energy cannons, opened fire with precision, unleashing streams of blue energy toward Henry. The Royal Talon Fighter, more ornate and heavily armored, led the charge, its energy shields shimmering as it bore down on the intruder.
Henry, sensing the renewed threat, raised his hands and the sphere beside him spun faster, its glow intensifying as it absorbed and redirected the incoming energy blasts. The vibranium railguns fired, each shot a concentrated beam of energy designed to obliterate any threat, but Henry's telekinesis, amplified by the sphere, created a barrier that deflected the beams, sending them arcing harmlessly into the sky.
On the ground, the remaining Wakandan soldiers, battered but not broken, regrouped behind the protective cover of the Rhino Cavalry. These genetically enhanced war rhinos, fitted with vibranium armor, charged forward with earth-shaking force. Their armored hides deflected Henry's initial attacks, and they plowed through the battlefield, intent on reaching him. Henry, floating above the chaos, glanced down at the charging rhinos. With a flick of his wrist, he lifted the massive creatures into the air, their roars of defiance cut short as they were suspended helplessly. He then crushed them with the same telekinetic force that had decimated the Wakandan warriors earlier, sending their broken bodies crashing to the ground.
Yet, even as Henry dismantled these advanced defenses with terrifying ease, the Wakandan forces persisted. The Dragon Flyers buzzed around him like angry hornets, firing volley after volley of energy blasts, attempting to find a weakness in his defenses. The Talon Fighters circled overhead, their pilots maneuvering with expert precision as they coordinated their attacks.
Henry, his patience thinning, unleashed a torrent of telekinetic energy, sending several of the smaller Dragon Flyers spiraling out of control, their engines failing as they crashed into the earth. He then turned his attention to the Talon Fighters, using the sphere's enhanced power to slice through their cloaking fields and send them careening into one another in fiery explosions. T'Challa's vision blurred as he was carried to a med facility, barely conscious but still fighting to remain aware. The distant sounds of battle echoed in his ears, but one voice cut through the haze—Shuri's. "It's done, it's ready," Shuri's voice crackled through the comms. Her tone was fierce, determined, the weight of Wakanda's fate resting on her shoulders. Henry, still obliterating the last of the Wakandan resistance, looked up. His gaze narrowed as he sensed the shift in the battlefield, the atmosphere crackling with a new and potent energy.
From her position within the Royal Talon Fighter, Shuri's fingers moved rapidly across the holographic controls. "The initial design was for the Hulk," she explained, her voice filled with urgency, "but I modified it. This cannon can obliterate any form of psionic energy—tear it apart at a molecular level. No healing factor, no regeneration can save him. It's designed to destroy every trace of him, not leaving a single atom behind."
Above the battlefield, the sky seemed to darken as the colossal cannon powered up, drawing energy from Wakanda's vibranium reserves. The cannon, a towering structure of sleek, angular vibranium and advanced Wakandan technology, hummed with lethal potential. Its barrel glowed with a bright blue light, the energy building within it ready to unleash a devastating blast. Henry, floating above the remnants of the battlefield, turned his attention to the cannon. His eyes narrowed as he sensed the threat it posed. For the first time, a flicker of concern crossed his otherwise impassive face.
With a final, determined push, Shuri activated the cannon. The energy reached a critical point, and with a deafening roar, the cannon fired. A blinding beam of pure, concentrated energy shot out from the barrel, cutting through the sky with the power of a thousand suns. The blast hurtled towards Henry, its destructive force undeniable. The very air around it seemed to ripple and distort under the immense power. Henry's eyes widened, and in a split second, he made his move. Just as the beam was about to engulf him, shifted into the Dimension Cube, The cannon's blast passed through the spot where Henry had been, continuing its path until it vanished into the distance, carving a massive scar into the earth below.
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A/N don't get used to the double chapters, this is the second last chapter of the middle part.