Heretics, Kneel Before My God!

Before the cracks in the purple light had completely closed, a deafening explosion resounded in the sky.

A flock of clay birds fell like shooting stars, swooping down on the barrier, their beaks flashing with blinding white light.

The next second, a chain of explosions tumbled in the air like blooming blood lotuses, and the shockwaves shook the entire jungle violently.

"Hahaha! The flame of art has only just begun!"

Deidara's single eye was filled with fanaticism, his hands moving rapidly in a series of hand seals as he pulled more clay from his pockets and stuffed it into his mouth, kneading it like a devout sculptor.

Kakuzu raised his head, his eyes filled with nothing but cold, calculating light.

"Don't rush to blow it all up; it's not worth it to blast through the barrier all at once. The Vibranium reserves over there are substantial; we need the complete resource."

Hidan laughed and swung his scythe, the blade dragging on the ground and sending sparks flying.

"Resources? Kakuzu, you only ever think about money. Hahaha—I only need sacrifices! The blood of these heretics will become a gift from the Supreme God!"

As he spoke, he walked forward, his steps almost in sync with the rhythm of the explosions, as if he were celebrating.

The tip of the scythe kept striking the ground, leaving strange, rune-like marks, and the air was filled with the smell of rust.

The purple light barrier finally shattered under the repeated bombardment, and a storm containing Vibranium particles surged out from within, causing the black cloud cloak to flutter wildly.

The figures of the Wakanda defenders came into view: black Vibranium armor, energy spears, grappling hooks, and hovercraft, arrayed in formation amidst the wreckage and dust.

"Intruders!" someone roared, Vibranium spear instantly coalesced into a blue-purple beam of light.

"Tsk."

Kakuzu's heart line trembled, and he leaped forward. Tentacle-like lines intertwined in mid-air to form a thick barrier, absorbing and decomposing the first wave of energy cannons.

"This energy is quite good; it might be worth turning into money."

"Don't block my way!"

Hidan suddenly accelerated, his entire body rushing towards the crowd like a black arrow, his scythe slicing through the air, leaving a trail of bloody arcs.

He spread his arms wide and laughed wildly, "Heretics, kneel before my God!"

"Hmph, explosions are the only aesthetic."

With a wave of his hand, Deidara caused a new burst of light and shadow to erupt in the sky—the colossal C3 clay statue plummeted like a white meteorite, casting a shadow of death over everything.

Explosions, prayers, tentacles, scythes, and energy cannons intertwined, creating a dazzling yet insane spectacle.

Kakuzu stood at the forefront, coldly calculating. "Hidan draws their fire, I deplete their resources, Deidara destroys their defenses... This is Akatsuki's fighting style."

Deep within the crack in the energy barrier, an even more profound energy fluctuation was brewing—

Wakanda did not sit idly by and wait for their doom; their king, clad in Vibranium black panther armor, had already quietly appeared.

Just then, the purple light barrier shattered completely, and the metal buildings of Wakanda City appeared in the thin mist, like a lurking behemoth.

Vibranium energy flowed along the ground in patterns of light, and a massive, temple-shaped reaction tower glowed with pulses of light in the distance.

With a deep roar, a dark figure sped out from the depths of the rift, landing silently, its claws gleaming with golden-purple light.

That was the Vibranium Black Panther Armor; T'Challa's figure and the aura of the Guardian Spirit were almost one.

"Invaders, retreat immediately—this is your only warning."

His voice was deep and hoarse, yet carried an irresistible kingly majesty.

Shuri piloted a spider-shaped battle suit down from the sky, her energy cannons on her wrists ready to fire. Her guards formed an arc formation on either side of her, dozens of spears lighting up simultaneously.

"What a beautiful prey."

Kakuzu narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart-shaped thread trembled gently in his palm, and a green Chakra mask rose from behind him, his aura surging instantly.

"Hidan, your sacrifice has a target; Deidara, your canvas now has a background."

"Hahaha! The gods will surely love this black panther!"

Hidan's eyes were bloodshot, and his scythe drew arcs, leaving distorted ritual patterns in blood at his feet as he chanted frantic prayers.

The light from the sacrificial runes grew even deeper, as if some indescribable entity was responding to him.

"The ultimate blossoming of art is coming, yes!"

Deidara's single eye flashed, and the clay in his palm instantly transformed into a gigantic white dragon, spreading its wings and blotting out the sky.

He grinned and shoved Feilong forward. "Go—let this city bathe in my artistic blossoms, hmm!"

Boom--

The dragon swooped towards the temple, blasting the air into a vacuum in its wake, where lightning and Kakkō intertwined.

T'Challa leaped into the air, his claws crossed, his Vibranium armor absorbing the shockwave of the explosion and releasing a counterforce, propelling him like a black meteor against the blast towards the dragon.

"Shuri!" he growled.

"Clear!"

Shuri raised her hand, and a blue-purple energy beam pierced through the air, forming a dazzling barrier between the flying dragon and T'Challa, weakening the Chakra impact.

But the next moment, Kakuzu's heart line burrowed into the ground like a venomous snake, quietly emerging from the other side, tearing off the weapons of several guards, and taking the opportunity to extract the energy batteries from their bodies.

Hidan, stepping on the blood-red sacrificial patterns, charged out, his scythe whipping up a gust of bloody wind, and pounced directly into the chaotic battle between the black panther and the guards.

"Heretics—kneel down!"

He laughed as he swung his scythe, each strike carrying a strange magical power. Those struck by it had their armor crumble, and blood splattered onto the runes, making them even more crimson.

"Damn it... what kind of monsters are these?"

"A guard gritted his teeth and turned his spear around, but the next second he was kicked away Kakuzu Chakra tentacles instantly sealed his throat."

In the air, Deidara's white dragon had already circled around T'Challa, its wings flapping and its mouth flashing with dazzling white light.

"C4--Small version, hmm!" He grinned wildly, clapped his hands, and the dragon's body exploded into countless miniature clay figures, scattering like dust across the entire Wakanda square.

Shuri's pupils contracted sharply. "Nano explosives?!" Her armor's energy surged rapidly, attempting to erect a protective layer.

On the eve of the explosion, T'Challa a low growl, leaped in front of Shuri, dug his claws into the ground, and activated his Vibranium armor at full power to absorb the shockwave in preparation for a counterattack.

At that very moment, Hidan's incantation reached its peak, and the crimson ritual runes on the ground suddenly expanded, like an abyss, swallowing up the explosion, blood, Chakra, and Vibranium energy, transforming into a strange black vortex.

Kakuzu's eyes lit up slightly, and he said coldly, "That's right, this way we can even skip the transportation step."

Before Black Panther and Shuri could even catch their breath, the entire plaza was shrouded in black mist. The figures of the three Akatsuki appeared and disappeared in the mist, like three demon gods, slowly approaching.

"These guys possess Vibranium, a resource they can only dream of, yet they fight like cavemen..."

"Truly ridiculous!"