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Jiro smirked. "Not enough?"
Before anyone could respond, he slashed open a massive portal.
On the other side was a scorching desert. Under the blazing sun, endless sand dunes stretched out toward the horizon.
Wanda stepped through the portal right behind him, her red hair whipping wildly in the hot wind.
Tony's voice shouted from behind them, "Hey! At least take this!"
A silver-gray bracelet flew through the portal just before it closed. Jiro caught it effortlessly.
The desert heat hit them like a wave, and the sand shimmered with heat distortion.
Wanda raised a Chaos Magic shield to block out the searing air.
"The underground entrance is over there," Jiro said, pointing at what looked like an ordinary sand dune.
His eyes began to glow gold—and then he unleashed his heat vision! The sand instantly vaporized, revealing a heavy metal door hidden beneath.
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Sirens wailed across the desert as the metal door slowly began to close.
Jiro, unfazed, pressed one hand to the ground.
Boom!
The entire dune was lifted by an invisible force, revealing the dome of an underground base now fully exposed to the sunlight.
The metal structure groaned and twisted as the sirens turned into a screeching sound of tearing steel.
Wanda's scarlet magic condensed into a massive blade. "Do we leave anyone alive?"
"No need," Jiro said coldly.
He raised his hand and fired a solar flare-level energy blast straight into the base. In a blinding flash of white light, the entire underground facility began to collapse.
The surviving Skrulls screamed as they poured out from every exit, their green skin glowing under the sun. Some still looked human, while others had already dropped the disguise.
Wanda's chaos magic swept over them, catching the escaping Skrulls in a crimson storm.
Their bodies twisted and warped midair—then crumbled to ash.
Hovering above the chaos, Jiro's heat vision sliced through every last straggler with deadly precision.
This time, he looked like the herald of Judgment Day.
In less than ten minutes, the entire base was reduced to rubble.
The intense heat had fused the sand into glassy crystals, gleaming under the sunlight.
Wanda landed beside him, chest rising and falling. "Is it over?"
Jiro activated his super hearing, scanning the surrounding hundreds of kilometers. "The main base is down. But some scattered cells are still out there."
His super vision kicked in—and within seconds, a new target came into view.
Cairo, Egypt. Less than 50 kilometers away.
"Looks like we've still got work to do," he said, opening another portal.
Wanda glanced back at the ruins in the sand and suddenly asked, "What if they were just refugees? Are we doing the right thing?"
Jiro paused mid-step. He turned to her, golden eyes unwavering. "The moment they decided to infiltrate Earth's governments, they became invaders."
He gently ran a hand through her red hair, voice softening. "There's no guilt in defending your home."
Wanda took a deep breath. Chaos Magic crackled at her fingertips again. "So, next target?"
Jiro stepped into the portal. "A guy pretending to be Egypt's president."
The two of them disappeared into golden sparks, leaving behind only the crumbling base—and a mirage wavering in the distance.
Stepping through the portal, Jiro and Wanda reappeared high above the Egyptian presidential palace.
The blazing sun beat down on the ancient city, and the Nile shimmered in the distance.
The palace was heavily guarded—but Jiro's super vision had already pierced through the walls.
"There. In the meeting room, with a few bodyguards," he said quietly, eyes glowing faintly.
Wanda's scarlet energy danced between her fingers. "We going in loud?"
"No." Jiro shook his head. "This time, let's try something else."
He raised his hand—and the Mirror Dimension unfolded in an instant. Reality shattered like glass, and the entire presidential palace was dragged into a bizarre, distorted world.
Buildings twisted and folded in on themselves. Walls rippled like liquid. Yet the people outside remained completely unaware.
Inside the palace, the guards panicked as the environment warped around them. Some even dropped to their knees, praying.
The meeting room doors swung open on their own, and Jiro and Wanda walked in slowly.
"Mr. President," Jiro said coldly, voice calm and flat. "Your little game of pretend is over."
The Skrull posing as the president shot to his feet, patches of green skin flickering across his panicked face.
Trying to maintain his act, he barked in the president's voice, "Who are you?! Guards! Arrest them!"
But before the guards could move, Wanda's chaos magic wrapped around them, freezing them in place.
"Drop the act," Jiro said, stepping closer, his golden eyes burning bright. "I know who you really are."
The Skrull couldn't hold the disguise any longer. His human form melted away, revealing green skin and alien features.
"You Earthlings don't understand anything!" he snapped. "We just want a home!"
"That's fine," Jiro replied coldly. "But not through lies and infiltration."
The Skrull suddenly pulled a device from his coat, grinning wickedly. "Then die with us!"
Bzzzz!
A bright pulse of energy exploded from the device, shaking the entire Mirror Dimension.
Jiro immediately threw up a bio-field and shielded Wanda.
But it wasn't a bomb—it was a teleport beacon.
BOOM!
A massive space rift tore open above the palace. A Skrull warship emerged, its weapon bay slowly aiming at them.
"Crap!" Wanda gasped. "They've got reinforcements!"
Jiro's eyes narrowed. "Big mistake."
Twin beams of searing heat vision burst from his eyes like golden blades, instantly slicing through the warship's armor.
The resulting explosion ripped through the Mirror Dimension, but Jiro didn't stop. He grabbed the ship's hull with both hands—and tore it in half.
CRACK!
The entire warship split apart, its wreckage tumbling into twisted metal fragments.
Wanda wasn't idle either—her scarlet magic turned into a flurry of blades, pinning every fleeing Skrull where they stood.
The fight ended quickly.
Jiro landed beside Wanda, staring down at the Skrull leader now collapsed on the floor.
"Where's the rest of your fleet?" he asked coldly.
The Skrull laughed bitterly. "You'll never find them…"
Jiro wasn't in the mood for games. He activated his super hearing and vision.
A few seconds later, he looked up, a glint of ice in his eyes.
"Africa," he said quietly."They've got a fleet hiding in a small African country."
Wanda frowned. "What are they planning?"
"They're not planning. They've already started," Jiro said, turning toward the south.
"They're preparing for a full-scale invasion of Earth."
Wanda's eyes flashed with worry. "We have to stop them."
"Of course." Jiro opened a massive portal. On the other side stretched the open plains of Africa.
"Let's go," he said, stepping through. "Time to end this war."
Wanda took a deep breath, her body wrapped in scarlet energy, and followed right behind.
They vanished into the portal, leaving behind the warped remains of the presidential palace—and the fully defeated Skrulls.
Back on Earth, Tony, Rhodey, Natasha, and the others were using detectors to sweep the globe for any remaining Skrull spies.
They had no idea the real final battle was about to erupt… on the African savannah.
Jiro and Wanda stepped out of the portal into a small town in Africa, eerily quiet.
The sun blazed down on red dirt streets. Vendors lazily hawked fruit at the market. Kids chased each other in the dust. Everything looked normal.
But Jiro's super hearing picked up whispers beneath the surface.
"How many people has Parliament planted?"
"Seventeen. By next week we'll control the budget bill."
"And the military?"
"Two generals already replaced. Special forces are next."
These voices came from people who looked totally ordinary—shopkeepers, police officers, even an old man selling water on the corner.
But beneath their skin… green blood ran.
Wanda noticed the shift in Jiro's eyes. Chaos energy began to swirl at her fingertips. "They're here?"
"They're everywhere," Jiro said, his voice cold.
He didn't waste another word. His eyes suddenly lit up with blazing gold.
Zzzztt!!
His heat vision swept through the market like the Grim Reaper's scythe. A group of chatting merchants didn't even have time to scream before they were vaporized.
Their green blood didn't even get a chance to spray—it was instantly boiled away.
Panic erupted. Screams filled the street.
The disguised Skrulls broke and ran, their cover blown. Green skin flickered into view. Some even shapeshifted on the spot, trying to flee.
"Wanda," Jiro called, just one word.
"Got it!"
Her scarlet chaos magic surged outward, wrapping around every transforming Skrull and yanking them into the air.
One old woman—actually a Skrull spy—pulled out a gun, but before she could fire, her entire arm was twisted into a pretzel by Wanda's energy.
Floating into the air, Jiro's super vision pierced every building, locking onto every single hidden Skrull.
"....."