Following Ronan's command, the No. 2 warship, though reluctant, had no choice but to sacrifice itself.In Kree culture, defying a Supreme Accuser's order was simply not allowed.So upon receiving Ronan's directive, the ship aborted its jump prep and charged toward Clark.
After dealing with the annoying swarm of interstellar fighters, Clark noticed Ronan's fleet preparing to retreat.But Clark had no intention of letting them escape.
"This is your planet now? You come and go as you please?"
With that thought, Clark ignored the half-damaged ships and sped toward Ronan's vessel.
But before he could get there, Ship No. 3 blocked his path, launching a dense barrage of missiles—each one the size of a three-story house.
These missiles had originally been intended to bombard Earth.But now, facing the terrifying power of Clark—and with most of their fighters destroyed—the No. 2 ship's crew had no choice but to gamble everything on these massive weapons.
After all, in this galaxy, many species possessed high attack power but weak defenses.The Kree hoped Clark was the same, because if not—they were finished.
In an instant, a wall of missiles appeared in Clark's path.
Gritting their teeth, the crew of Ship No. 2 manually triggered detonation.Even though the blast range might damage themselves, they believed their shields could withstand it.
BOOM!!!
Even in the vacuum of space, the shockwave from the blast was enormous, almost audible.
Fire engulfed the area, completely swallowing Clark.But the oncoming wave of destruction was absorbed by the ship's energy shields—just as they had hoped.
"Yes!!!"
Cheers erupted aboard Ship No. 2.For a moment, they believed they had won.They acted as though Clark was the invader, and they had righteously defended themselves.
But they weren't.And the outcome wasn't going to go their way.
Though the explosion was massive, all it did was knock Clark back a bit.
Even before the fire had fully dispersed, Clark burst forth from the inferno, unscathed, shocking the entire crew of Ship No. 2.
Then he raised his right hand, channeling all his energy, and delivered a punch straight toward the ship's front hull.
Surprisingly, even with near-full force, Clark didn't pierce the ship's armor.Instead, the entire vessel shook violently.
Clark had intentionally held back.Since he had already used his energy cloak earlier, he no longer had any large-scale area-of-effect techniques.
Even if he could pummel the ship like a jackhammer and turn it into swiss cheese, that would be too slow.
Unlike Captain Marvel, Clark's destructive energy output—without his energy cloak—was much weaker.
So he thought for a moment… and decided to infuse magic into his attack.
His idea? Use magic to enchant the ship during impact.Once the ship was within his magical domain, each of his attacks would expand far beyond a single point of impact.
As the ship trembled from his punch, Clark knew he was on the right track.
Yes, his physical strength alone was limited—perhaps only a few hundred thousand tons.While this massive ship weighed in the billions of tons.
But Clark had new tricks now.
Even without the energy suit, he could channel power rapidly—up to 50% capacity in just one second.
Thanks to his magical training, his energy control had grown by leaps and bounds.
But just as he began charging power again, something unexpected happened:
The energy of the Tesseract (Cosmic Cube) joined in, flowing into his right hand.
Clark didn't have time to think.He didn't know what would happen with this mix—but he figured: "Why not find out the fun way?"
And with that, he threw one more punch—this time, enhanced by magic and the Tesseract's energy.
WHUUMMMMM!!!
As Clark's glowing golden fist touched the ship, the crew of Ship No. 2 suddenly heard a strange buzzing in their ears.
It was as if space itself had distorted.
Clark felt it too—his fist connected to an infinite source of power, erupting like a storm.
The energy surged from his fist, coursing along the magical imprint he had spread across the ship.
Everything touched by it began to collapse and explode.
In just one or two seconds, the energy flowed like wildfire across the vessel, destroying everything it touched.
Had Clark aimed for a slightly different location, he could have cut the ship in two with that single blow.
"Whoa…"Clark stared at the destruction, shocked even himself.
He hadn't expected the Tesseract's energy to amplify his attack so much.
He had assumed the AOE attack would spread out the power too thin—but clearly, he was wrong.
Even though the ship wasn't fully bisected, it was now on the verge of total failure.
But with his telescopic vision, Clark noticed something:While most of the command crew had perished, many alien soldiers in distant compartments had survived by sealing off emergency bulkheads.
Not wanting any more surprises, Clark clenched his fists once again.
Golden-blue light wrapped around both fists like flames.
Then—bam, bam!—he punched both the left and right sides of the ship simultaneously.
The result:A shower of sparks—And the entire warship tore apart, splitting cleanly in two.
"Faster! Get us out of here!What the hell kind of monster is hiding on C-53?!"
From his distant command ship, Ronan had been watching everything—and he could barely believe his eyes.
Clark had destroyed a massive capital ship in just ten seconds.
Not just damaged it—annihilated it.
Ronan cursed the Chitauri leader who had fed him false intelligence.
Sure, the woman from last time was gone…But in her place came someone even more terrifying.
go to "patreon.com/Hussain678" for more chapter