Without further thought, T'Challa revealed his claws.
With unstoppable momentum, it thrust fiercely towards Luca's chest.
"Oh? You finally made it here?"
Luca smiled faintly as he watched T'Challa rush towards him.
But he just stood there quietly, watching the claws get closer and closer to him.
Die!
T'Challa could even wonder, he roared and stabbed his claws into Luca's chest armor.
"Bite!"
A crisp collision sound rang out.
But nothing happened.
T'Challa was horrified to discover that his seemingly indestructible claws couldn't even pierce Luca's armor!
"How is that possible?! Vibranium is the sharpest metal on Earth!"
T'Challa stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.
Are you surprised, Your Highness?
Luca lowered his head slightly, looking down at T'Challa who was so close, his eyes flashing with a blinding red and blue light.
" Vibranium is indeed very tough, but unfortunately, my suit is far superior to Vibranium."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Luca raised his right hand and grabbed T'Challa's wrist.
Do you think you can survive just by wearing a turtle shell?
"Today, I'll teach you what a 'dimensional reduction attack' really means!"
"Snap!"
Luca suddenly tightened his grip.
The Vibranium Suit, which was said to be able to absorb all kinetic energy, began to shatter under Luca's grip.
T'Challa's wrist armor was crushed, and the intense pain caused him to let out a muffled groan.
"Let me go!"
T'Challa struggled desperately, trying to fight back with his other hand.
But to his horror, he discovered that he was completely immobilized in Luca's hands.
"You can't even handle this?"
Luca chuckled softly.
They then lifted him up and suspended him in mid-air.
"You just said your suit can absorb kinetic energy, right?"
As he spoke, a cunning glint flashed in Luca's eyes.
"Then I'll see if it can absorb it to its limit."
"Boom!"
In a split second, Luca's left fist transformed into a black afterimage, slamming heavily into T'Challa's chest.
Luca didn't use his full strength in that punch; he simply used the force of a few hundred tons.
"Bang!"
T'Challa was jolted, but the suit instantly absorbed the kinetic energy, storing it as internal energy.
"It's no use... you can't break it..."
T'Challa gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.
"Really? Then let's continue."
Luca smiled.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He began to relentlessly bombard T'Challa's chest.
The speed and power of his punches increased.
Five hundred tons! One thousand tons! Two thousand tons!
The purple energy on T'Challa's suit grew increasingly dazzling, as if it were about to explode at any moment.
What is he doing?!
Inside the command center, Shuri was so shocked by what she saw on the screen that she covered her mouth.
"Brother's battle suit is almost at its saturation point for kinetic energy absorption!"
"If this continues, the suit will self-destruct because it can't handle the excessive energy!"
At this moment, T'Challa also felt the threat of death.
He could sense that the energy stored inside the suit had reached a critical point.
The purple light had begun to burn his skin.
"Stop... stop!"
T'Challa finally panicked, and despair appeared in his eyes.
Ironically, his prized defense turned into a ticking time bomb strapped to his body in front of Luca!
"What's wrong? Can't absorb it anymore?"
Luca stopped attacking.
He then looked at T'Challa, whose entire body radiated a blinding purple light, as if he were about to explode at any moment.
"Is this Wakanda's most advanced technology?"
"Is this the basis for your arrogant self-importance due to your isolationism?"
Luca sneered dismissively, then slammed T'Challa to the ground.
"Boom!"
The moment T'Challa crashed to the ground, the energy stored within his suit could no longer be suppressed and exploded with a deafening roar!
The next second, a purple energy shockwave swept outwards.
"Ah!!!"
T'Challa let out a bloodcurdling scream.
Although the energy burst did not directly shatter the suit.
But the terrifying backlash instantly shattered more than a dozen of his bones.
At this moment, he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, and had lost all fighting ability.
"Prince!!"
Okoye, watching from afar, was filled with rage and fury.
She desperately broke free from Gwen Stacy's grasp and charged at Luca with her spear.
I will kill you, you demon!
"Roll."
Luca didn't even glance at her.
A thick tentacle instantly extended from the suit.
"Bang!"
The tentacle lashed out hard at Okoye's chest.
The opponent was sent flying dozens of meters away, crashing into a wrecked armored vehicle and instantly losing consciousness.
"Enough! Stop!"
Just then, a weary and pained voice rang out over the battlefield.
A small Wakanda royal aircraft slowly landed.
The hatch opened, T'Chaka stepped out, supported by two guards.
At this moment, his face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with sorrow and despair.
Looking at the devastated battlefield, at his son lying in a pool of blood, his life hanging in the balance, and at the soldiers who were being beaten helplessly.
He knew that Wakanda had been defeated.
A complete and utter defeat, a defeat devoid of any dignity.
Their Vibranium Technology, energy shields, and invincible army have all become a joke.
" Mr. Stark..."
T'Chaka walked up to Luca, bowed his head deeply, and his tone was no longer arrogant as before.
"You win."
"Please order your troops to cease their attack. Wakanda... surrender."
Upon hearing the king's order, the remaining Wakanda soldiers laid down their weapons.
Their eyes were filled with humiliation and fear, and some of them couldn't help but cover their faces and weep.
At this very moment.
This once arrogant and hidden kingdom has been trampled underfoot by a few young people.
Luca raised his hand and snapped his the Snap.
Peter, Gwen Stacy, Wanda, and Pietro all stopped what they were doing and returned to his side.
"Your Majesty, wouldn't it have been better to do this sooner?"
Luca walked up to T'Chaka and patted him on the shoulder, a symbol of royal authority.
"I've said it before, we're not here to fight a war, we're here to do business."
"However, since you just rejected my technical assistance and even dirtied my shoes..."
As he spoke, Luca's gaze instantly turned icy.
"Then the bargaining chips need to change."
"What I want is no longer 90% of the profits."
Luca looked down at T'Chaka and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I want 100% absolute control over the Vibranium mines in Wakanda, and from this day forward, all technological research and development in Wakanda must be subject to the oversight of Stark Industries."
"If you don't sign..."
Luca pointed to the magnificent capital city behind him.
"I bet you don't want to know just how advanced Stark Industries ' technology really is, right?"
A blatant threat! Unscrupulous robbery!
T'Chaka trembled, but looking at his son lying on the ground and at his terrified people, he was deeply moved.
He knew he had no choice at all.
In this cruel world, the law of the jungle prevails; it is the only truth.
But in the face of absolute power, justice and sovereignty are nothing but a joke.