The Wakanda laboratory fell into a brief silence, the residual light of the Vibranium Matrix flickering slightly in the air.
"He ran away," Peter whispered, his web-shooter still beeping, but he released his hand weakly and slumped to the ground.
"Running away is also part of winning," Deadpool climbed up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and waved towards everyone. "Calm down, everyone, this isn't the end of a Hollywood movie. Usually, after the protagonist wins one round, they lose a few more until the big villain gets a headshot."
"This is not a victory to be proud of," Logan said coldly, his steel claws slowly retracting. His gaze remained fixed on the spot where Rama-Tut had disappeared. "He was just testing us. If he had gone all out just now, we might not have even been able to hold on."
"But we didn't lose," Dominic's voice was low and strong. He stood in the center of the laboratory, his gaze still firm. "He ran away, which means our strategy worked. Next time, he won't underestimate us like this."
Strange shook his head slightly, his fingers gently stroking the Time Stone: "Next time, he will be more prepared. Rama-Tut is no ordinary enemy; his power has surpassed our understanding of time and space. We must find a way to break through his weakness."
"Weakness?" Loki leaned against the wall, sneering. "Perhaps his only weakness is that he cannot understand our foolish courage."
T'Challa's figure appeared at the doorway, his guards following behind him, their faces showing fatigue but still composed: "Wakanda's barrier can still hold, but we need more preparation time. Rama-Tut won't let us have peace easily."
"The Vibranium Matrix is fine; it just needs its energy supply readjusted," Shuri's tone was firm, but her brows furrowed. "But what if next time he brings not just time power, but... more helpers?"
"Like Thanos?" America propped herself up, a hint of helplessness in her voice. "It feels like we're always dealing with some big villain who wants to rule the entire Universe."
"Welcome to the life of a hero," Miles joked, but his face still showed unconcealed fatigue.
"What do we do next?" Peter looked at Dominic, his tone filled with expectation and a touch of uncertainty. "You always have a plan, right?"
Dominic was silent for a moment, then surveyed everyone present before saying firmly: "We don't have many choices. In the next confrontation, we must ensure we can win in one blow. Vibranium is key, but not just Vibranium. We need to unite more forces - not just Wakanda."
Tony raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly provocative: "Are you saying we need to gather a bunch of people and hold a hero convention?"
"Exactly," Dominic's gaze was stern. "This is a battle concerning the entire Universe; we cannot fight alone. Every bit of strength could decide the outcome."
Strange nodded, saying softly: "I can try to contact allies from other dimensions. But we need a clearer plan and goal; we cannot respond as hastily as we did today."
"Then let's start making a plan now," T'Challa interrupted decisively. "Wakanda will provide you with all the resources you need, but I have one condition - Rama-Tut will not just be your enemy, but also a threat to Wakanda. I hope you can promise that when all this is over, Wakanda will not be left isolated."
"We are never fighting alone," Dominic responded firmly. "As long as you are willing to fight alongside us, we will always be allies."
T'Challa nodded and turned to leave, Shuri following behind him, simultaneously starting to arrange for the re-activation of the Vibranium Matrix.
The team in the laboratory gradually quieted down, but a new determination burned in everyone's eyes.
"So, next is the recruitment phase?" Deadpool said casually, swinging his dual swords. "I can write a superhero recruitment ad: 'Want to save the World? Want to become the savior of the Universe? Join us and make your life meaningful!' How's that?"
Logan sighed and turned towards the door: "Write whatever you want, I need some quiet."
Strange murmured softly: "I hope we have time to get ready, otherwise..." His voice gradually became inaudible, the Time Stone in his hand still flickering slightly.
Dominic stood in the center of the laboratory, his gaze steady, as if all the pressure had transformed into invisible motivation. He said softly to himself: "All this has just begun."
In the dark Universe, a massive spaceship, like a silent predator, hovered outside Earth's orbit. The ship's outer shell was covered in deep purple patterns, as if the veins of some living creature were slowly flowing, radiating a dangerous aura.
In the main cabin of the spaceship, Thanos sat high on his throne, holding only the Power Stone in his hand, yet seemingly in control of everything. His gaze penetrated the void, stern and merciless, staring at the blue-green Planet that was Earth. He raised his hand, his knuckles slightly bent, the purple energy flowing from the Power Stone subtly pulsing.
"This Planet... is the final obstacle," Thanos said in a low voice, deep and carrying an irresistible majesty. "The Infinity Stones must be controlled. The people of Earth will not give them up easily, but their resistance is meaningless."
Standing in the main cabin were the Black Order, their faces solemn. They said nothing, only the slight tremor in the air behind them proved their presence. Black Dwarf's muscles were like rugged peaks; he clenched his fists heavily, his massive double-edged war hammer radiating cold light. His breathing was heavy, each breath like the surging of magma.
"I can't wait any longer," Black Dwarf roared. "These people of Earth won't oppose us for long. Their flesh and blood will become the battle record on my hammer."
"Calm down," Proxima Midnight slowly stepped forward, her voice as cold as a venomous snake, her eyes like two cold moons. "No matter how weak the opponent, Lord Thanos cannot tolerate failure. The Power Stone is enough to destroy them, but if our plan is delayed, I will personally take your foolish head."
Black Dwarf grunted unwillingly but said no more. He knew Proxima Midnight's threats were never empty.
Corvus Glaive stood at the back of the group, his slender body shrouded in shadow. His dual blades flipped gently in his hands, occasionally clashing with a faint metallic sound, as if anticipating the soaking of blood.
"Earth's Guardians are merely a rabble. Even if they have some combat strength, they will only delay their demise," Corvus Glaive's voice was low and hoarse, like the rubbing of decaying bones. "This battle will not be our challenge, but our slaughter."
Thanos rose from his throne, every movement as heavy as a mountain. His towering figure cast a shadow over the entire main cabin, his purple skin appearing even more menacing in the ship's dim light.
"Rama-Tut's alliance makes our plan even more perfect," Thanos looked down at the Power Stone in his hand, a trace of ruthless ambition flashing in his eyes. "He will hold back those restless beings, and we will reclaim everything that belongs to me."
Thanos turned around, waving his hand towards Earth, his tone full of command: "Prepare to land. Black Dwarf, Proxima Midnight, Corvus Glaive, Supergiant - destroy their defenses and bring the Infinity Stones before me."
Supergiant slowly stepped forward, her silver-white long hair flowing down like water, her palm gently stroking her forehead, revealing a morbid smile: "They will surrender. Soul, will, body - everything will submit to Lord Thanos."
The atmosphere in the main cabin grew heavier. Black Dwarf was the first to turn and leave, his war hammer dragging on the ground with a grating metallic sound, like an overture of death. Proxima Midnight followed closely, her dual blades spinning in her hands, bringing out a flash of cold light. Corvus Glaive lightly licked his sharp blade, while Supergiant softly chanted an unknown incantation.
Thanos stood at the cabin door, looking down at the gradually enlarging Earth. There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only deep ambition and unconcealed oppression.
"Begin," he said.
The ship's hatch suddenly opened, and the cold cosmic storm rushed in. The Black Order, carrying the aura of destruction, charged towards Earth, like a catastrophe about to sweep over everything.
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