Marvel Cybernetic Girl

Amidst the roaring storm and booming thunder, two figures stood facing each other.

The raging wind danced wildly, lifting their long hair into the air—one exuding a fierce allure, the other graceful elegance.

"So, I take it our little conversation is over?"

Hela raised her chin slightly, her dark gaze narrowing.

"What a pity... My dear little sister, Asgard's precious little princess. Since you refuse to see reason, I suppose I'll just have to cut you down along with the rest."

Kagura lowered her stance, gripping her blade tightly, golden eyes sharp with focus.

"If you think you can... then go ahead and try!" she shot back without flinching.

At that moment, the fallen All-Father Odin slowly opened his eyes, his voice barely a whisper beneath the storm's roar.

"Hitomi... one who dares to walk the path that defies fate... You are not her equal... The future you hope for... does not exist ahead..."

But his faint warning was utterly drowned out by the howling wind and pounding rain.

Kagura paid it no mind. Her focus was absolute—locked onto the deadly goddess before her.

She couldn't afford the slightest distraction.

Her core reactor surged with power, lines of glowing blue energy streaking like circuitry across her body.

Her silver hair shimmered as if woven with threads of light—her entire form radiating the heat of burning magical circuits.

In stark contrast to Kagura's blazing intensity, Hela stood serene and ominous, her aura vast and suffocating.

Black mist spread from her like creeping death itself—an abyssal darkness so pure, so absolute, that it felt like the very concept of "death" manifest.

The torrential rain seemed to kneel to her will, the pressure in the air growing thick enough to choke.

She truly was the Goddess of Death.

Even Earth's mightiest heroes would pale in comparison to the raw force she casually emitted for battle.

No wonder she stood alongside beings like the Dread Lord Dormammu in sheer overwhelming might.

But unlike Dormammu—a formless, otherworldly entity of the Dark Dimension—Hela was real. Tangible. A god of flesh and blood who stood here, now.

Defeating Dormammu had required destroying his entire dimension. Defeating Hela? There was no such loophole.

Kagura gritted her teeth, willing her resolve not to crumble beneath that crushing divine aura.

This enemy… this goddess... was on a level beyond anything she had ever faced.

If Captain America or others from Earth stood here instead, they'd likely have collapsed to one knee already—unable to breathe, let alone fight—reduced to trembling before Death herself before the first blow even fell.

"What's wrong, my dear little sister? Aren't you going to attack?" Hela smiled darkly. "Ah, no matter. If you're frozen by fear—if my presence alone has left you paralyzed—then I'll come to you."

Her words were laced with ridicule, a thousand poisoned needles stabbing straight into Kagura's heart.

"Tch... Don't underestimate me!"

Kagura's blade swept outward as she crouched low, her body sinking into an attack stance.

"A 'god' is nothing to be afraid of!"

[Charged 3D Maneuver System: Activated]

[Skill Link Initiated]

[Directional High-Energy Electromagnetic Pulse: Activated]

[Skill Link Continuing]

[Electromagnetic Manipulation: Activated]

In an instant, the space before Hela burst into a storm of blazing light.

Orange dimension runes flared around Kagura, amplifying her tech-magic fusion skills to the next level.

A tidal wave of destructive energy exploded forth—aiming to tear apart the divine storm Hela had summoned.

"BZZZZZZZMMMM!!"

In a flash, Kagura's slim figure vanished from sight—reappearing behind Hela with blinding speed, a roaring electromagnetic surge crashing straight for the goddess's back with lethal force.

Hela's expression flickered with mild surprise.

She hadn't expected this frail-looking, silver-haired girl to release such immense power in a heartbeat.

For the briefest moment... Hela felt as if she were facing Odin in his prime.

"Oh? This could be interesting," Hela murmured with a dark smile. "But... not enough!"

A fraction of a second later, countless black blades of death materialized—hurtling toward Kagura at blinding speed in a merciless counterattack.

The electromagnetic torrent slammed into the barrier of blades, the colliding forces of death and energy erupting in a violent shockwave that scattered the brilliant arcs of plasma and shattered particle beams as if they were nothing.

More of Hela's cursed blades sliced through the fading haze of electric light, cutting through the smoke like grim harbingers of death—merciless, unstoppable—bearing down on Kagura's position.

'Clang! Clang! Clang!'

But Kagura wasn't foolish enough to believe a single high-energy electromagnetic blast would end this battle.

No, the moment she fired her plasma cannon, she'd already rushed forward—blades drawn—ready to strike the moment Hela's focus wavered.

What she hadn't expected was that Hela hadn't even flinched.

The same electromagnetic blast that had obliterated the Iron Monger—Obadiah Stane—was barely a distraction for the Goddess of Death.

Seeing the tide turn, Kagura twisted in midair—her reflexes sharp, her body moving at speeds the naked eye could barely track—as she deflected the incoming wave of deathblades with rapid, precise strikes.

Sparks erupted with every clash—lightning against darkness—an electrifying dance of power and survival.

These weren't casual attacks. Each and every one of Hela's blades carried the concentrated force of death itself.

One wrong move, and it would truly be the end.

Such devastating strikes from Hela's magic blades—any elite warrior on the level of Asgard's famed Three Heroes wouldn't even survive a single blow.

Their sheer power was terrifying.

'Zzzhhh—!!'

Kagura gritted her teeth, desperately blocking the onslaught.

Each blade felt impossibly heavy, sending violent tremors up her arm with every parry, as if her bones might snap from the force.

The barrage left no blind spots.

Several blades she couldn't fully deflect scraped past, igniting dazzling sparks against the invisible electromagnetic shield of her "White Moon" combat suit.

A few of the more powerful strikes tore right through her defenses, slicing shallow and deep gashes into her outfit while scattering bursts of energy that drained both her power reserves and stamina.

"Tch…"

Landing softly on the ground, the silver-haired girl leapt back, slashing away the final blade aimed at her chest before smoothly sheathing her sword.

She dropped into a defensive stance, breathing steadily as she seized the precious moment to recover her strength.

"Oh? You're pretty good," Hela remarked, a hint of surprise in her cold, dark voice. "Even Odin himself might not have blocked that assault perfectly. That was the very move that once felled the King of Giants in a single strike."

"Heh. I'll take that as a compliment," Kagura replied with a slight smirk tugging at her lips. "But if that's all you've got... I'm afraid it won't be enough to kill me."

"How amusing" Hela sneered, lifting her hands to summon even more magic blades behind her. "Little girl... you have no idea. I haven't even used half of my full power yet."

"Half...?" Kagura's heart tensed.

As expected, even here on Earth—cut off from Asgard's infinite regeneration—defeating the Goddess of Death was no easy task.

"Enough games. Time is short," Hela said, raising one hand lazily and pointing straight at Kagura's chest. "If I don't finish you soon, that dying old fool Odin might not last long enough for me to personally crush him. Now, my dear sister... it's time to say goodbye."

'Whooosh—!!'

In the next instant, countless magic blades filled the sky, crashing down like a merciless tidal wave toward Kagura.

"...Hahh."

Kagura slowly exhaled, releasing the tension from her body.

If she tried to block them like before, she'd be shredded on the spot—her body torn apart by this storm of blades many times fiercer than the last. Certain death.

But I will not just stand here and die.

Tightening her grip on the sword hilt, Kagura shut her eyes, focusing her mind and breath.

[Memory Scan Requested: Key Parameters — Blade Reversal, Iaido Draw Slash, Counterattack]

[Deep Memory Scan Complete — Memory Fragments Confirmed]

[Concept Skill System Linked — Concept Skill Combination Successful]

[New Attack Skill Acquired]

[Annihilation Blade / Rank 10]

[Annihilation Blade: At the perfect moment, unleash an Iaido counterstrike that converts the enemy's entire offensive into your own devastating attack—a slash of total annihilation!]

[Annihilation Blade Activation Confirmed]

[5 QP Consumed]

[Annihilation Blade — Activated!]

The moment Hela's dark blades reached her, Kagura's eyes snapped open.

Twin golden irises gleamed like moons in the night sky.

All of her core energy gathered at her waist, condensing into the purest, most flawless silver light along her blade.

'Ding—!!'

A clear, resonant chime rang through the heavens.

For an instant, the girl became pure light.

Her vibranium blade flashed, absorbing every ounce of force from Hela's attack—turning the goddess's power into her own.

Death's energy layered upon itself perfectly, forging a strike so overwhelming it could tear the very fabric of space.

'Crack!'

'BOOM—!!'

'SPLASH—!!'

Their forms blurred as they crossed paths.

In that brief moment, a massive bolt of lightning split the sky, illuminating the stormy heavens and earth with blinding brilliance.

The scene was frozen in time—two figures etched into a stark black-and-white silhouette by the flash—marking the decisive moment of the Annihilation Blade.

"Wh...what...?!"

Hela's eyes widened in disbelief as an impossible expression formed on her face.