At that moment, Clark looked at the swarm of starships—numbering in the hundreds of millions—rushing toward him and let out a small smile.
"Good thing I intercepted you before you reached Earth.If you'd landed, I really don't know how I could've wiped you all out in time.
But now... I'll give you a happy ending."
With those words, Clark shot forward directly into the incoming fleet.
He quickly calculated the formation of the incoming fighters, chose a central vector, and surged ahead.In Clark's speed mode, these interstellar fighters looked as though they were standing still.
Even the detection systems on Ronan's mothership couldn't keep up.The screens just flickered—and Clark disappeared from sight.
"Master, he's vanished," reported Korath, staring at the screen where Clark had just been.
But when he looked at Ronan, he noticed an unusually grim expression on the Kree warlord's face.
Maybe it was due to the distance, but Ronan had barely managed to glimpse Clark's blur. And from that brief moment, he realized a terrifying truth:This man might be stronger than the woman he'd faced 25 years ago.
Korath followed Ronan's gaze and found Clark, already deep inside the heart of the fleet.
"He actually dove straight into the center?"Korath was baffled.Faced with this kind of force, shouldn't he have turned and fled?What kind of logic was this? Was this guy mentally unstable?
Having never witnessed Captain Marvel obliterate Ronan's ship with a single punch, Korath couldn't comprehend what Clark was planning. Was he just throwing his life away?
"Retreat to the jump point. Immediately."
Ronan's voice came through sharply.
"Master?!"Korath thought he'd misheard. Retreating now, when the odds seemed in their favor?
"But… we haven't retrieved the energy core yet. If we pull back now, Thanos will never let this slide!And what about our fighters? If we retreat now, none of them will make it back!"
"I said—retreat!"
Ronan's cold stare bore into Korath.The kind of stare that said: Question me one more time, and my hammer meets your skull.
"…Yes, Master."
Korath had no choice. Even if he didn't understand the reason, he obeyed.
But just as Korath issued the retreat order—a blinding light erupted from where Clark had vanished into the fleet.
That flash? It came from Clark's energy cloak detonating.
He had no other choice—no other way to destroy this many ships in one move.
There's an old saying: A thousand men against the sky, a thousand men against the ground... but against the stars?A poetic way to say: this was overwhelming.
Yet even vastness has its limits.
Clark had positioned himself perfectly at the center of the swarm, ensuring that the blast radius would reach as many ships as possible.
Once in place, he detonated his energy suit, unleashing a force akin to a solar flare, but far more concentrated and intense.
In the next moment, blinding light consumed the center of the battlefield.
The fighter pilots nearest Clark didn't even have time to react. The light swept over them like a wave.They evaporated into dust—silent, like marshmallows in water.
The motherships, obeying Ronan's retreat order, were already starting to pull away.But even from a distance, the light touched them.
Though their massive size and position spared them total annihilation, the exposed sections glowed—and vanished, leaving gaping holes in their hulls.
It didn't matter how strong their shields were.
Either the energy overloaded the shields instantly, or Clark's power simply bypassed them altogether.
When the light finally faded, Ronan and Korath stared at the screen—
Only to see… nothing.
Not a single one of the hundreds of millions of fighters remained.Gone. No debris. No screws. No smoke. Just space.
Even the motherships had taken heavy damage, the scorched-out chunks looking like bites taken out of cake.
Ronan knew immediately: they were finished.
A ship is an integrated system. Minor damage can be repaired. But this? This was terminal.Even if they could limp away through space, hyperspace travel was now impossible.
Ronan looked around desperately.
He spotted one intact ship—his personal flagship—and one more behind him, barely hanging on, headed left.
But then he noticed something far worse:
Clark, glowing faintly, still floating in space—now staring directly at Ronan's ship.
"GO! Full speed!"Ronan panicked. That look—he knew what it meant.He was next.
They weren't far from the jump point anymore…But after seeing Clark's speed earlier, Ronan knew—if he didn't act fast, they wouldn't make it.
"Order Ship 2 to intercept. Stop him at all costs!"
He had no choice.Ronan gave the order, even though he knew—this would bleed him dry.
His massive fleet, decades in the making, just like last time on Earth… annihilated.
Only this time, it wasn't just a single ship—it was the entire fleet.
The loss was catastrophic. And Ronan had no idea what punishment the Supreme Intelligence would dole out once he got back.
"…Yes, Master."
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