Chapter 33: The Black Panther's Ambush · The Regret of Vibranium
The silent departure of Medusa seemed to draw the final curtain on the era of individual heroics. The despair and gravity hanging in the air were almost tangible. Nick Fury's rallying cry echoed through the comms, carrying an unyielding finality.The remaining heroes began to coalesce once more, exchanging heavy, resolute glances. Steve Rogers took a deep breath, raising his shield; the red, white, and blue star-spangled banner stood out starkly against the backdrop of utter devastation.Yet, just before this tragic alliance could launch its first coordinated assault—A figure black as midnight, swift as a striking panther, emerged soundlessly from behind a pile of twisted wreckage! His movements were devoid of any superfluity—precise, rapid, lethal! His target was Sun Wukong, who had just dispatched Medusa and was now scanning his surroundings with visible impatience.It was the Black Panther, T'Challa! King of Wakanda!He had not responded to Fury's call to assemble; he had his own rhythm and pride. He had witnessed the futility of the vibranium shield, the paleness of his brother's (M'Baku) strength, and the crushing defeats of the Inhuman King and Queen. But he remained convinced that Wakanda's vibranium technology was not merely about defense and brute force! Before the chaotic assault of the alliance began, he would launch a true King's ambush, in the Wakandan way!Clad in his latest nanotech vibranium suit, the flowing black metal shimmered with an幽光 (yōuguāng - subdued glow) under the sun. Energy coursed over its surface, providing immense defense while enhancing his speed, strength, and agility to the peak of human potential—and beyond!"For Wakanda!" T'Challa roared inwardly, his legs exploding with power, cratering the ground as he transformed into a near-invisible black streak of lightning! His claws extended, the vibranium tips gleaming with a dangerous purple energy—a newly added function for energy cutting and vibrational disruption, designed to tear through defenses at the molecular level!He did not choose a frontal assault. Utilizing the cover of the ruins and his极限速度 (jíxiàn sùdù -极限速度), he flanked around to Sun Wukong's visual盲点 (mángdiǎn - blind spot), his claws aimed directly at the seemingly unprotected back of the knee joint! A刁钻狠辣 (diāozuān hěnlà -刁钻狠辣) tactic!This strike was fast! Accurate! Ruthless! It embodied the pinnacle of Wakandan technology and a warrior's supreme skill!At the very moment the destructive vibranium claws were about to make contact—Sun Wukong, as if with eyes on the back of his head, didn't even turn around. He simply flicked his sleeve backward, casually, as if swatting a fly.Released a磅礴如海 (pángbó rú hǎi - vast as the sea),凝练如钢 (níngliàn rú gāng - condensed as steel) invisible force!T'Challa felt an irresistible, incomprehensible power smash into him! His momentum, enough to ram through a tank, was instantly halted and thrown back! His nanotech vibranium suit screeched under the strain, its energy field overloading and collapsing instantly! He felt as if he had been hit by a flying mountain range!A mouthful of blood sprayed uncontrollably inside his helmet. T'Challa was sent flying backward faster than he had arrived, like a doll hit by a high-speed train, crashing through three ruined walls before finally skidding to a halt in a cloud of dust and rubble, kneeling on one knee, coughing violently. His suit was damaged in multiple places, warning lights flashing frantically.His full-power, technologically perfected致命一击 (zhìmìng yījī -致命一击) had not even made his target budge an inch. He had been swatted away with a flick of a sleeve, utterly defeated!Sun Wukong then slowly turned around, scratched his cheek, and looked at the struggling T'Challa in the distance, a flicker of boredom in his eyes."Huh? Another one in an iron shell? Faster than the little bird from before, claws a bit sharper. Pity... still not enough. All the iron skins in this place are the same—pleasing to the eye but useless in practice."T'Challa lifted his head with difficulty, his faceplate cracked, revealing a face filled with shock and indignation. He couldn't comprehend how that seemingly casual flick contained such terrifying, irresistible power? Wakanda's pride, the glory of vibranium, was so pale and powerless before the chasm of absolute strength.Sun Wukong shook his head, seemingly too lazy to bother with him any further. His gaze returned to the main force of the英雄联盟 (yīngxióng liánméng -英雄联盟) assembling in the distance. He hooked a finger impatiently."Hey! You motley crew! If you're coming, come all at once! Don't send them one by one like dishes to a feast, wasting this old Sun's time!"The Black Panther T'Challa's ambush was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating only a微不足道 (wēi bù zú dào -微不足道) ripple before sinking swiftly, failing even to truly disturb the water's surface.Wakanda's power, facing a true and insurmountable chasm, was left with a deep sense of regret and a hard lesson learned.