The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 207 The End
But how could Weiss and Thor let Malekith escape so easily?
They knew very well that this opportunity was so rare and was created with great difficulty after a hard battle, and they must not let it go to waste.

There was a determination glint in Thor's eyes, and he quickly stretched out his left hand and tightly grasped Malekith's right wrist.

"Don't even think about escaping!" Thor roared loudly, and the sound exploded in the air like thunder.

His right hand tightly grasped Thor's hammer, pressing down continuously, and the powerful force was transmitted to Malekith's arms through Thor's hammer. Thor tried his best to control Malekith's arms, not letting him have the slightest chance to break free.

Meanwhile, Weiss also took quick action.

He used shadow magic to inject his magic power into the shadows.

Those shadows seemed to have life, spreading rapidly and tightly restraining Malekith's body, making him unable to move at all.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Weiss's forehead. He was concentrating on maintaining the power of magic and did not dare to relax at all.

Just as the Spear of Eternity was about to pierce Malekith, at this critical moment, Malekith turned into a ball of black mist.

The black fog spread out instantly, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

The Spear of Eternity pierced through the black fog and continued to fly forward with powerful force, about to nail Thor into his body.

At this critical moment, Thor suddenly felt a hand pressing on him.

The next moment, he appeared outside the fairy palace.

It turned out that Weiss teleported to Thor's side in less than a second, and then teleported again to bring Thor to a safe place.

Without any sound, most of the fairy palaces were quietly turned into dust.

Those once magnificent buildings collapsed instantly and turned into fine powder under the residual power of the Eternal Spear.

With a gentle breeze, the powder completely dissipated into the air, as if it had never existed.

"Mother!! Father!!" Thor roared, his voice full of anxiety and worry.

His heart was filled with fear, fearing that his loved ones would be harmed in this disaster.

He rushed towards the palace where Odin was, his steps hurried and panicked.

However, it was clear that he was overthinking it. How could the Eternal Spear possibly harm its owner?
Odin's palace is intact and still stands there, exuding a majestic aura.

Frigga had no scars on her body. She stood quietly in front of the palace, her eyes full of determination and calmness.

"Mother!!" Thor asked worriedly, "Are you not hurt?"

Frigga shook her head gently and said softly, "I'm fine. Let's not talk about this for now. Malekith is not dead yet!"

Her eyes were fixed on the front, and she saw wisps of black air slowly gathering together.

The black air seemed to have life, constantly wriggling and gradually condensing into Malekith's body.

However, his current condition is not very good, it can be said to be extremely bad.

The trick of avoiding the Eternal Spear turning into black mist was something he had researched over thousands of years.

However, the damage caused by this move is too great, and even he can only use it once.

"The magic of light shines everywhere!"

Weiss cast magic again, and countless light bullets appeared in the sky instantly.

Those light bombs fell from the sky like meteors, dragging long tails and emitting dazzling light.

However, these light bullets have a clear target, which is Malekith.

Light bullets poured down like a rainstorm, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Each light bullet contains powerful magical power.

Malekith brandished his spear, struggling to block the light bullets. His movements were swift and powerful, and the spear swung through the air, creating brilliant streaks of light and shadow, knocking the light bullets away one by one.

However, the number of light bullets was too great, and he gradually became overwhelmed.

Some light bullets penetrated the palace, leaving deep holes in the walls and ground.

"Ice Magic Beasts!"

Weiss didn't stop and cast another powerful magic.

In an instant, a group of icy beasts condensed and took shape in the air.

Those icy beasts had different shapes, some like lions, some like tigers, and some like wolves, and they all growled at Malekith.

The ice beast exudes a biting cold, as if it can freeze everything.

They walked with heavy steps, slowly approaching Malekith.

Wes then continued to use long-range magic, trying to consume Malekith's physical strength.

His hands danced constantly, and the light of magic flickered at his fingertips.

Powerful magic spells were released from his hands and flew towards Malekith.

Magic of various elements such as fire, lightning, and strong wind are intertwined together to form a gorgeous and dangerous magical storm.

Malekith struggled to resist this magical storm, and the surging magical power continued to hit him like a tide.

He swung the spear in his hand tightly, trying to block the magic that was coming like a storm.

However, every time he resisted, he consumed a huge amount of physical strength. His breathing gradually became heavy, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But in the process of resisting the magic, Malekith was also constantly looking for opportunities to close the distance between him and Wes.

"Thor, come and help!!" Wes shouted anxiously.

Thor heard the shout and immediately rushed over to stop Malekith.

The two men immediately engaged in close combat, which was extremely dangerous.

Each of their movements was filled with power and murderous intent, and each attack was aimed at the opponent's vital points.

Thor swung Mjolnir and struck Malekith with the force of thunder;

Malekith used his spear to block flexibly, while looking for Thor's flaws to counterattack.

The battle became more and more intense, and gradually, Malekith was at a disadvantage.

A lot of his physical strength had been consumed when he was resisting the magic before, while Thor gradually gained the upper hand with his strong physical fitness and the power of Thor's hammer.

Malekith's movements began to slow down, and his eyes revealed a hint of anxiety and fatigue.

But he did not give up. He still stubbornly resisted Thor's attack and looked for an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

Weiss was not idle either. He knew very well that the key to this battle was whether he could deal a fatal blow to Malekith.

He was absorbed in preparing a great gift for Malekith.

There was tension in the air as Thor and Malekith wrestled once again.

The power of the two collided with each other, making a dull sound.

At this critical moment, Weiss cast his magic.

(End of this chapter)