Boom.
A cluster of silver-white meteors streaked down from the sky, slamming into the ground with a deafening crash. The impact carved out a massive crater, tens of meters wide. At the bottom, Allens lay embedded in the dirt—his body covered in deep cracks. The supposedly indestructible Vibranium shell protecting him had finally reached its limit.
Even Vibranium, with its incredible defensive power, had an endurance threshold—and Captain Marvel had just shattered it.
When Thanos once wielded the Dark Judgment Blade, it took him over a dozen violent strikes to overload the Vibranium's durability before finally slicing through it. Yet now, Captain Marvel's rapid flurry of dozens of punches had done the same in seconds.
The cracks on Allens' body deepened.
Crack. Crack.
Pieces of metallic armor flaked off his frame. Lowering his head to look at himself, Allens' eyes shimmered—not with fear, but with excitement. Placing one hand on the ground, he launched himself upward, bursting from the crater in a cloud of dust.
Boom.
He landed heavily on the ground. His body returned to normal, no longer coated in Vibranium. Though he couldn't immediately reactivate his metallic form, the loss barely bothered him.
"As expected of you, Captain Marvel."
A cold smile crossed Allens' face as his eyes locked onto Carol Danvers. "Among the Avengers of this era… I, Allens, recognize you as the strongest."
His right hand rose, index finger aimed at her.
"Psychokinesis: Matter Control."
The air trembled. Invisible waves of telekinetic energy erupted outward, centered around Allens. All around him, debris—chunks of concrete, steel beams, shattered glass—rose into the air, orbiting him like a storm.
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.
With a thought, Allens sent them hurtling toward Carol, each projectile breaking the sound barrier as it rocketed forward.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The sky filled with streaks of steel and rubble crashing into Captain Marvel like a hailstorm of missiles.
Carol raised her arm, forming a shimmering blue energy barrier in front of her.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Even with her shield up, the sheer force of the psychokinetic barrage pushed her backward through the air, forcing her to retreat dozens of meters.
"Psychokinetic Mimicry."
Allens' right hand swept through the air. The swirling debris suddenly converged, fusing into the form of a massive Leviathan-like beast, hundreds of meters long. The psychic construct roared and lunged at Carol.
Boom!
Carol met the charge head-on. Her body erupted with radiant energy as she threw a punch that shattered the creature into thousands of fragments.
Swish. Swish. Swish.
To her shock, the broken pieces quickly reassembled, magnetically reforming into multiple Leviathan beasts that surrounded her from all sides. Their colossal jaws opened wide, filled with jagged psychic "teeth," and snapped toward her.
Creaking!
Allens clenched his hand, and the creatures obeyed, biting down viciously. Even Carol's near-divine body began to show streaks of blood under the relentless assault.
"Get… off me!"
A blazing wave of golden energy erupted from her body, vaporizing the Leviathan beasts instantly. They disintegrated into dust, swept away by the wind.
Allens smirked. His body shot forward, circling Carol at high speed as arcs of lightning and icy air burst from his palms.
Peng! Peng!
Carol raised her shield again, blocking the electric strike from his right hand—but the freezing current from his left crept across her defenses, quickly encasing her right arm and shield in thick ice.
"Psychic Illusion."
Allens' eyes glowed darkly, like bottomless black holes. His telepathy fused with illusion-casting, dragging Captain Marvel into a mental realm of his own creation.
"Shit… illusion abilities. What a pain."
Carol's expression darkened as the world around her distorted. When she looked up, she found herself floating before a colossal, living planet—Ego, the very same being she had once encountered.
Its gaping mouth opened, sending massive tentacles lashing toward her.
Snarling, Carol charged forward, launching attacks wildly—but no matter what she destroyed, the illusion persisted.
Meanwhile, in reality, her body thrashed and struck at empty air.
"Super strength," Allens said mockingly, watching her swing blindly in midair. Clenching his right fist, he propelled himself toward her.
"Vibration Shock."
The veins on his arm bulged as he unleashed Vibe's seismic power. His punch didn't land on Carol directly—it struck the air in front of her, fracturing the very space between them.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The vibrational wave rippled outward, shattering the air itself. Carol was caught in the blast, sent crashing downward like a golden meteor.
Boom!
She slammed into the ground, the resulting shockwave leveling nearby streets. The crater beneath her grew deeper and wider as the earth itself trembled.
"Ugh… damn you, Allens…"
Coughing up blood, Carol forced herself to her knees. That single punch had shattered three of her ribs—and snapped her out of the illusion.
"Is that all, Captain Marvel?"
Suspended midair, Allens looked down with icy contempt before shooting toward her again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two collided once more—each strike a thunderclap that shook the city. Allens' vibration powers combined with raw strength overwhelmed Carol, driving her back repeatedly. Every time she tried to rise, another blow sent her crashing through a building.
The battle had long surpassed the limits of the ground. They fought through the skies, across crumbling rooftops, and deep into the cityscape. All of New York had become their battleground.
"High-Energy Photon Cannon!"
Knocked into another skyscraper, Carol wiped blood from her lip and raised both hands. A blazing golden sphere of energy formed between her palms before she fired it straight at Allens.
Crack!
Allens punched the air again. Space shattered like glass, his Vibe-powered shockwave clashing with the photon blast.
Rumble!
The collision erupted like a small-scale nuclear explosion. Shockwaves tore through the city. Entire buildings collapsed, glass shattered for miles, and dust clouds engulfed the once-bustling streets of New York.
In what used to be the heart of Manhattan, nothing taller than two meters remained standing. Everything else had been reduced to rubble.
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