The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

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Weiss's nerves were on edge, and he cautiously put up several shields for himself.

The shields flashed with light, wrapping him up layer by layer.

"Don't be so careful, I'm just a weak old man." The voice sounded again, with a faint smile.

However, Wes certainly wouldn't believe a stranger's words.

In this universe full of dangers and unknowns, trusting others often means fatal danger.

He turned around cautiously, his movements slow and careful, as if he was facing a ferocious beast that might pounce at any moment.

When he turned around, he saw a white-haired old man
The old man's hair was as white as snow, and his face was covered with traces of time.

"Collector?" Weiss felt a little surprised.

In the Land of Nothingness, the only person who has the ability to evade his perception is the Collector, as far as Weiss knows.

He appears to be an ancient human, but in reality, he is an alien human with great powers.

It is said that he possesses immortality, the ability to travel through time and space, and the ability to foresee the future.

The Collector is immortal because he lost a bet with the goddess of death and is forbidden to ever set foot in the realm of the dead.

For millions of years, the Collector, his wife and children lived on the planet Cygnus X-1, living and thinking about life.

His wife, tired of living a long life, gave up her immortality.

The collector was devastated, his heart filled with pain and loss, and he decided he needed a hobby to keep himself sane.

So he began collecting interesting artifacts and life forms from all over the universe.

Eventually, his obsession with collecting reached a point where he began collecting things he considered rare or precious just for the sake of collecting.

The collector looked at Wes with great interest. His eyes were like a scanner, as if he wanted to see through every detail of Wes.

"I see you in countless futures."

Weiss maintained a defensive posture, his body tense, staring warily at the Collector.

He didn't know what the collector's purpose was.

"You are very special. Ever since you appeared, the future has become uncertain." The collector pondered for a moment, "I wish I could collect you."

There was a hint of greed and desire in his words.

Weiss's fingers moved, and a black light shot out instantly, shooting towards the Collector like a bolt of lightning.

However, the light was bounced away before it could get close to the Collector.

The black light hit the building nearby, and the building instantly melted and turned into a pool of hot liquid.

[Sure enough, this guy's strength should not be underestimated. ]

Weiss secretly marveled in his heart, and he stared at the collector more vigilantly.

The collector remained calm and composed. "I have no ill intentions. I just came to see what's so special about the person who changes the future."

His voice was calm and gentle, without a trace of hostility.

"But it seems you don't welcome me."

After saying this, the Collector disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

This left Wes confused.

He stood there, his brow furrowed.

What on earth did this guy see in the future? These old guys are always so mysterious.

Weiss pondered this inwardly, the Collector's elusive words recurring to his mind.

Weiss could sense that the Collector was a little wary of him.

This made him even more confused, and after repeated thoughts he could not find any reason that would frighten the collector.

"Let's ignore him for now." Weiss shook his head and decided to put the collector's matter aside for the time being.

Weiss has made a firm decision to seize the Power Stone.

He already possesses the two gems of mind and reality, which has made him the focus of attention of many forces.

Sooner or later, other powerful forces will target us, and that will be an inevitable storm.

Instead of sitting and waiting for those greedy eyes to focus on you, and then falling into endless trouble and danger, it is better to collect more gems before that and continuously enhance your strength.

Having made his decision, Weiss joined the battlefield without hesitation.

Weiss waved the wand in his hand and whispered the spell.

In an instant, countless points of light shot towards the spaceship in the air like dazzling meteors.

Those light spots carried powerful energy, drawing beautiful yet deadly tracks in the air.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Explosions sounded one after another, and clusters of fireworks bloomed in the air like gorgeous fireworks.

"There is an invisible enemy, turn on the detector."

The Cree adjutant keenly noticed the abnormality and immediately gave orders.

The instrument started up quickly, and the invisible Wes was detected by the Kree's advanced technology.

"Free fire for all."

The commander's voice was cold and decisive.

In an instant, countless artillery fire poured down on Weiss like a rainstorm.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Violent explosions rang out one after another, and the area about one kilometer around Weiss seemed to have become several stories lower.

The earth was shaking under the impact of the artillery fire, and the place was filled with smoke and dust, a mess.

The Kree stopped attacking.

When the smoke and dust gradually cleared, Weiss was unharmed.

Weiss waved the wand in his hand downwards, and the spaceships in the sky fell down like dumplings.

"The enemy has the ability to manipulate gravity, activate the anti-gravity device!"

The Kree supercomputer immediately sprang into action.

Most of the spaceships stopped falling and floated in the air again.

Only some spacecraft that flew too low crashed before the anti-gravity device was activated.

"Slayers move out!" the adjutant gave the order.

Holes appeared on the bottom of the main ship, and hundreds of Kree people jumped out directly from it.

They relied on their strong bodies to withstand the impact and landed steadily on the ground.

The Slayers are the elite of the Kree, each one a rarefied elite.

However, Weiss was unwilling to get entangled with them.

"Blizzard." Weiss whispered softly. Although the voice was not loud, it seemed to contain endless magic power.

In an instant, the cold wind blew up, and the biting wind swept over like an angry dragon.

Wherever the strong wind passed, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the sky and the earth were in chaos, instantly obscuring the slaughterer's vision.

However, these slayers do not fight solely by sight.

They have undergone rigorous training and possess keen energy perception abilities. Even if their vision is blocked by the cold wind, they can still "see" Weiss's position.

They rushed towards Weiss without hesitation, their steps firm and powerful, each step seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of death.

However, the cold wind grew stronger and stronger, and the biting cold seemed to penetrate the soul.

The strong wind was like countless sharp blades, cutting everything around it.

Before they could get close to Weiss, the extreme cold had already exerted its terrible power.

In this violent cold wind, the movements of the slaughterers gradually became slow, and their bodies were covered with a layer of frost, as if they were wearing a crystal clear ice armor.

As time went on, the frost grew thicker and thicker, and eventually, these powerful killers were frozen into ice sculptures.

They maintained their charging posture, their faces still full of grim expressions.

(End of this chapter)