The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

Weiss swung his right arm, and the giant sword that gathered endless light and power, like an enraged star, broke free from the constraints of the universe and fell rapidly from the air with an almost brutal posture, carrying endless power and majesty.

The speed at which the giant sword fell was so fast that it broke the limit of people's perception of speed. The surrounding air seemed to be madly kneaded by an invisible giant hand, making a dull and deafening explosion. The sound was as dense as thousands of cannons roaring on a battlefield.

With the giant sword as the center, circles of ripples visible to the naked eye were like the raging waves that arise when a giant meteorite hits the calm water surface, spreading wildly and radially in all directions. Wherever it went, the space seemed to be slightly deformed by this force.

The originally invisible, colorless and freely flowing air was forcibly compressed into substance, presenting an extremely strange state.

The light refracted in a strange and fantastic way in this extremely compressed air, causing the surrounding scene to become distorted and blurred, and the originally clear outlines of objects became fragmented, as if the entire world had lost its original order under the terrifying power of this giant sword and fell into a state of chaos.

At this moment, the giant sword seemed to carry the weight of the entire universe, carrying a majestic momentum enough to destroy the stars, and it moved forward unstoppably towards Strange, as if to completely crush him and everything he stood for.

Strange danced his hands quickly, and a string of ancient and mysterious spells came out of his mouth.

In an instant, a Seraphim shield emitting dazzling golden light appeared in front of him.

However, the seemingly powerful defensive force of the Seraphim Shield only lasted for a few seconds in the face of this horrific impact, and was ruthlessly crushed into countless flickering points of light like fragile glass.

These points of light are like broken stars, slowly dissipating in the air.

But the title of Sorcerer Supreme is not undeserved. Strange's strength and background are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

He had no intention of dodging. He stood firmly in this space ravaged by magic power, his expression solemn and focused.

He quickly raised his hands and rushed forward towards the giant sword without hesitation.

The moment his hands touched the giant sword, a powerful and mysterious magical force surged out from his palms like a surging tide.

The blade of the giant sword began to decompose rapidly, turning into countless colorful butterflies.

These butterflies flapped their colorful wings and danced in the air.

It was as if the thrilling scene that was enough to destroy the world had never happened, leaving only this beautiful dreamlike scene.

Before Strange could recover from the thrill of the moment, a tiger made of hellfire suddenly pounced on him from the diffuse light and chaotic magical fluctuations.

The tiger's body is burning with raging hellfire, and the deafening roar from its mouth can directly tear apart a person's soul, filling one's heart with fear and despair.

Strange's reaction was extremely fast. His brain made a response decision in an instant, and his hands subconsciously began to gather magic power, preparing to open the shield for defense.

This tiger made of hellfire was so fast that before he could finish preparing for defense, the tiger pounced in front of him like lightning.

The sharp claws, blazing with flames, slashed at his arm like red-hot blades, and the sharp fangs bit into his body mercilessly.

The burning of the hellfire made Strange feel a piercing pain. The pain was like countless red-hot steel needles, piercing deep into his soul. Not only did it cause his body to suffer unbearable pain, it also plunged his mind into extreme confusion, making it impossible for him to concentrate and condense his magic power.

At the critical moment, the Eye of Agamotto on Strange's chest began to emit a dazzling green light.

This light contains the mysterious and ancient power of time, and is the concrete embodiment of the laws of cosmic time.

As the light shone, the time around seemed to be controlled by an invisible and extremely powerful hand.

The flow of time began to become chaotic, and the boundaries between the past, present and future became blurred at this moment.

The tiger that was madly biting Strange gradually became illusory, its outline became fainter and fainter, and finally it was completely wiped out from the timeline.

It was as if it had never appeared in this world, leaving no trace.

At the same time, the wound on Strange's arm began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the torn clothes and charred skin gradually returned to normal.

“That’s cheating.”

Weiss couldn't help but curse under his breath as he watched this scene.

"Weiss, you just need to stay in the mirror space."

Strange tried to persuade Wes to give up resistance. In his opinion, this was the only way to avoid greater losses and chaos.

Wes didn't bother to listen to Strange's nonsense.

I am not a trapped animal that can be slaughtered at will. How can I just be obedient just because someone tells me to lock me up?

They were originally planning to fight Thanos together.

But now, Strange's actions made the rage in his heart burn.

The magic power around Weiss raged like a raging storm, and he slammed his scepter into the ground.

Several hideous cracks were instantly smashed into the hard ground, and the cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.

The red-hot magma surged out from the cracks. The boiling magma emitted a pungent smell of sulfur and a breath of destruction, instantly distorting the surrounding air.

Under the influence of Weiss's powerful Transfiguration spell, the magma began to undergo strange and terrifying changes.

They first rolled and surged violently, as if they had life, and then gradually condensed into shape, turning into ferocious beasts.

These ferocious beasts have various shapes and are lifelike, and each one exudes a terrifying aura.

Some are as huge as mountains, with bulging muscles, as if they can easily crush anything that stands in their way;

Some were agile and nimble as lightning, with bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes.

With the continuous infusion of Weiss's magic power, more and more ferocious beasts appeared, and soon they gathered into a huge army.

Flying in the sky are giant pterosaurs and flaming phoenixes.

Running underground were huge mammoths, taking heavy steps that made the ground shake with every step; and extremely fast saber-toothed tigers.

"superior!"

Weiss used his scepter to point at Strange and give orders to the beasts.

In an instant, the army of ferocious beasts surged towards Strange like a tide.

They ran and flew, and wherever they went, the air was torn apart, making sharp whistling sounds.

To drown Strange in this endless tide of beasts, leaving him nowhere to escape.