Every concussive blow the Destroyer had taken from Tony's metal storm, every joule of energy it had expended in its thermal blast, T'Challa's suit had been absorbing it, storing it.
Now, with his claws in physical contact with the enemy, he released it all back in a series of perfectly focused Kinetic Energy Projections.
They were violet colored shockwaves that he discharged directly into the joints his vision had identified.
The force was immense. A concussive CRACK echoed as the armor on the Destroyer's left knee buckled, a visible dent forming in the unbreakable metal.
The machine was forced into an unsteady kneel.
Before it could recover, Namor attacked from the sky. He was riding a column of water he had pulled from the town's shattered water mains, shaping it into an airborne serpent.
His Alpha level Hydrokinesis was on a level that defied belief. His Boy Eye vision and Bullet Time worked in concert.
He saw the superheated plates on the Destroyer's body, the steam still rising from them.
The water serpent became a weapon of thermodynamics.
Using his perfect control, he rapidly oscillated the water molecules, vibrating them with his hydrokinetic power to an insane degree.
He flash heated the outer layer of the water serpent into superheated steam while keeping the inner layer a crushing liquid, creating an instantaneous pressure differential.
Simultaneously, he forced the coldest water from the underground pipes up into the mix.
The Destroyer was instantly encased in a brutal vortex of extreme temperature changes…. blasted with scalding steam one moment and crushing, near freezing water the next.
The repeated thermal shocks caused the Uru metal to groan and protest, the sound of a ship's hull tearing apart as it expanded and contracted a dozen times in a single second.
Micro fractures, invisible to the naked eye but clear to the Boy Eye vision of his allies, began to spread across its surface.
The Destroyer thrashed, its own internal energy blasting the water construct apart in a violent explosion of steam.
But the damage was done. The structural integrity of its unbreakable armor was now compromised.
Wanda was already in motion. Bolstered by her own Super Soldier Serum and Beta level Regeneration, she was a battle witch.
She moved with a fluid grace, her feet barely seeming to touch the ground as she weaved through the debris.
As the golden beam of death shot towards her, she made a crushing gesture with her hand. In front of her, the very fabric of space seemed to fold in on itself.
A miniature black hole, a tiny wound in reality, blinked into existence.
The Destroyer's beam plunged into it and vanished without a sound, consumed by the impossible geometry of her spell.
She thrust her hands forward, and a wave of red black energy washed over the Destroyer.
It was an "unraveling." She was targeting the enchantments woven into it. The ancient Asgardian magic that made it invincible.
Her Chaos Magic began to systematically deconstruct the Destroyer's own fundamental laws.
The glowing runes that were invisibly etched into its surface began to flicker, sputter, and die.
The internal fire in its core dimmed.
The metal itself, no longer sustained by the enchantments, began to groan, the seams between its plates widening, spitting sparks.
It was like watching a living thing die of an aggressive cancer.
The Destroyer, its guiding intelligence (Loki) feeling its connection flicker and fail, went berserk.
It began to spin, unleashing random blasts of energy in every direction, desperately trying to eliminate the threats that were dismantling it atom by atom.
"It's coming apart!" Tony yelled, his magnetic shields flaring as he deflected a stray blast that would have leveled a building. "Final push! Overwhelm it! Don't give it a chance to reboot!"
This was the moment the sky tore open.
A concussive blast of lightning, thicker and more brilliant than anything natural, erupted from the storm clouds that had gathered from nowhere.
"FOR ASGARD!" Thor bellowed. He spun Mjolnir, generating a massive cyclone, focusing it all into a devastating spear of shrapnel, sand, and lightning aimed at the Destroyer's head.
The combined assault was too much. This was the overwhelming blow.
Tony used his Cognitive Multitasking to focus all his power on a single point.
He used his Magnetism to create a hyper compressed 'railgun' slug out of the wreckage of a car, firing it with pinpoint accuracy at the already damaged knee joint.
T'Challa, his suit now glowing with an almost blinding purple light from the absorbed energy, leaped onto the automaton's back.
He plunged his claws into a damaged seam near its neck and discharged his entire stored Kinetic Energy in one burst.
Namor summoned every drop of remaining water, forming into a series of hyper pressurized lances, each one aimed by his Boy Eye vision at the now exposed conduits beneath the armor plates.
Wanda thrust her hands forward, her Chaos Magic simply commanding. "Break," she ordered reality.
Thor's storm of debris and lightning struck the Destroyer's head, shattering its helmet.
Tony's railgun slug hit the damaged knee, and the leg was blown clean off.
Namor's water lances pierced its core, causing a massive internal energy surge.
T'Challa's kinetic blast detonated from its neck, decapitating it.
And Wanda's magic simply instructed the failing enchantments to cease their existence.
The Destroyer, battered, broken, mystically unwritten, and physically torn apart, finally died.
The internal fire went out.
The Uru metal, its magical integrity gone, turned a lifeless grey. The head rolled across the fused glass on the street.
The torso fell backward with a deafening CLANG.
In the smoking street, Thor stood, hammer in hand, his chest heaving. He looked at the four beings who had just fought beside him, who had unleashed a storm of power so varied, so overwhelming, and so perfectly coordinated that it defied belief.
They had executed the Destroyer. They had treated the ultimate weapon of his people like a piece of faulty machinery to be stripped for parts.
He looked at his own loyal friends, now being tended to by Jane and her team.
He looked at the shattered remains of the god machine. Then he looked at the four new gods of Earth.
He, the God of Thunder, had just been a contributor.
"Well," Tony said, his faceplate retracting as he landed beside the others. "That was a productive afternoon."
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