Chapter 47: The Thunderstorm · The Wrath of Heaven and Earth
The brief, tragic coordination of Captain America and Iron Man was like a stone cast into a stagnant pond of despair. It failed to stir waves of victory, yet seemed to awaken a final shred of unyielding spirit slumbering beneath the ruins.A thick bolt of lightning tore through the gloomy sky—not a natural phenomenon, but one filled with divine wrath! Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder, struggled to his feet from a patch of scorched earth. His golden hair was matted with blood and dirt, his armor damaged, but the thunder blazing in his eyes was more intense than ever before. He raised Mjolnir high, gathering the last remnants of his Asgardian divine power, stirring the residual electrical charges in the atmosphere. Dark clouds gathered once more with oppressive force!At almost the same moment, from another pile of rubble, Ororo Munroe, Storm, forced herself upright. Her face was deathly pale, blood trickling from her nostrils; overuse of her powers had pushed her to the brink of collapse. Yet, her eyes still shone with a determined white light. She looked towards Thor, and without a word, a resonance born of their shared mastery over the "wrath of the heavens" made their intentions clear to each other instantly.Long-range! Saturation! Pour everything out!"In the name of Asgard!" Thor roared like thunder, pointing Mjolnir at Sun Wukong! This time, it wasn't a single lightning bolt, but hundreds of spears of lightning! They rained down like a golden storm, tearing through the sky, carrying the power to purify all things, blanketing the entire area where Sun Wukong stood! Each bolt contained the last dregs of Thor's divine power, enough to vaporize a warship!"Storm… obey my command!" Ororo cried out, her voice cracking as she thrust her hands upward! She wasn't summoning tornadoes, but彻底引爆 (chèdǐ yǐnbào -彻底引爆) the energy in the atmosphere itself! Super-charged lightning chains danced like crazed silver serpents, indiscriminately striking the area covered by the rain of thunder! Simultaneously, she榨干最后的精神力 (zhà gān zuìhòu de jīngshén lì -榨干最后的精神力), compressing and ionizing the air to create countless superheated plasma orbs that crashed down like meteorites!Heaven and earth seemed to unite at this moment, pouring forth their fury together! The cacophony of thunderous explosions, the roar of plasma orbs, and the howl of the storm intertwined into a symphony of destruction! The light was so blinding that onlookers couldn't bear to look; the energy fluctuations were so violent the ground cracked open once more!This was the most extreme natural force that mortals and gods could muster!Facing this heaven-and-earth-shattering display of power, Sun Wukong finally became slightly more serious. He looked up at the sky, his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils reflecting the漫天雷光 (mǎntiān léiguāng -漫天雷光)."Oh? Summoning wind and thunder? Somewhat resembles the联手布阵 (liánshǒu bùzhèn -联手布阵) of the Thunder Ministry's generals in the Heavenly Court," he commented, as if recalling something. "Pity, it has the form but not the true essence. A mere imitation."He didn't even use his golden-hooped staff. He simply took a deep breath, his chest swelling slightly, then opened his mouth and blew out hard!This time, what he blew out wasn't the Samadhi True Wind, but a breath of纯阳真气 (chúnyáng zhēnqì -纯阳真气), imbued with the ultimate Yang and rigidity, capable of dispelling evil and suppressing malevolence! This breath grew with the wind, transforming into a visible, condensed, substantial golden wall of energy that shot upwards against the sky!The myriad spears of lightning, the dancing chains of electricity, the scorching plasma orbs—all crashed against this wall of pure Yang energy as if snow meeting the blazing sun! They melted, annihilated, and disintegrated upon contact! None could penetrate it in the slightest!BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—!!!Intense explosions erupted continuously above the golden wall, which stood firm and unshaken, blocking, neutralizing, and dissipating all attacks!In just a few short breaths, the heaven-and-earth-shattering thunderstorm was吹得烟消云散 (chuī dé yānxiāoyúnsàn -吹得烟消云散) by this single breath of pure Yang energy! The dark clouds dispersed, and the sky even briefly revealed a patch of eerie clearness."UGH—!" Ororo could hold on no longer. She vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed backwards, completely unconscious.Thor staggered back, the lightning on Mjolnir dimming to the extreme. He fell to one knee, barely preventing himself from falling completely by leaning on his hammer, his eyes filled with disbelief and despair.Sun Wukong收回气息 (shōuhuí qìxī -收回气息) and clapped his hands as if he had just performed a trivial task. "Loud thunder, little rain. Flashy but useless. Pleasing to the eye but of no practical use."The wrath of heaven and earth, before true great supernatural powers, became but fleeting fireworks.However, in the moment when the aftershocks of the thunder and storm had not yet fully subsided, and everyone's attention was captivated—A change finally began to brew within the shadows at the very edge of the battlefield.