The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 402 Anti-Tracking

Loki, the god of trickery who has always been known for his cunning and ability to manipulate people's hearts, is now in a very embarrassing situation. He never thought that he would be tricked by others.

For him, who has always been arrogant and conceited, this was like a slap in the face. He was filled with shame and unwillingness, and felt that he had no place to put his old face.

If it weren't for the special bloodline of the Frost Giants flowing in his body, which gave him a stronger physique than ordinary people and a certain degree of resistance to attacks, he would have been blown to pieces by the power released by the explosion just now.

Even so, Loki was now covered in wounds. His originally gorgeous and exquisite clothes had long become tattered and stained with dust and blood. He looked as miserable as a drowned chicken that had just crawled out of the mud.

Weiss hadn't used his full strength yet.

To some extent, he showed mercy out of Thor's consideration.

Just as Loki was secretly annoyed by his predicament, the ground around him shook violently without any warning. The entire ground was like a turbulent sea, heaving and shaking violently, making it impossible for people to stand steadily.

The surrounding rocks seemed to be controlled by a mysterious and powerful force, and began to quickly gather and connect together in the same place.

In the blink of an eye, a giant 100 meters tall was born out of thin air. Its huge body was like a towering mountain, blocking out the sky and casting a large shadow.

Its fist is even bigger than one could imagine, like a real mountain covered with rugged rocks, and looks extremely hard.

The giant raised his mountain-like fist high in the air, and with overwhelming momentum, smashed it down towards Loki. The whistling sound of the wind was like the roar of the god of death, as if it wanted to crush Loki completely.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Loki was shocked and quickly concentrated all his magic power. He muttered something and waved his hands quickly, trying to build a protective shield in front of him to resist the giant's unstoppable attack.

A green magic shield instantly formed in front of him.

But the giant's power was too strong, beyond everyone's imagination. As soon as its fist touched the shield, it was like a heavy truck driving at high speed hitting a fragile glass wall. There was a loud "bang" and the shield was instantly defeated.

Fortunately, although the shield only existed for a moment, it finally bought Loki a very precious bit of time, allowing him to rely on his agility to roll to the side and avoid the fatal punch.

The giant's fist slammed heavily on the ground, immediately stirring up dust and sand all over the sky. The surrounding ground seemed to be hit by a giant bomb, and an extremely huge deep pit was blown out. Gravel flew everywhere, smoke and dust billowed, and the whole earth was shaking violently as if a small earthquake had occurred. The originally flat ground also dropped several meters, and everything around was destroyed beyond recognition by this powerful impact.

The giant was enraged by the missed attack. His already ferocious face became even more distorted, and his huge eyes flashed with angry red light.

It began to swing its fists like crazy, smashing them onto the ground as fast and madly as raindrops.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Deafening explosions rang out one after another. Every time a punch landed, a deep pit would be blown into the ground. The surrounding land was blown into pieces, and sand and stones flew all over the sky. It was chaotic and terrifying.

The originally clear vision was completely obscured by the thick smoke and dust. Everything around became blurry. The only sounds could be heard: the giant's mad roar and the thud of his fists hitting the ground. He could not tell east from west or north, and could not see other people or objects.

In the busy command room of the Time Variance Administration, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Mr. Paradox frowned, beads of sweat already appearing on his forehead. He was completely unaware of the sweat dripping down his cheeks. He anxiously shouted orders, "Lock on him!"

His voice became a little hoarse due to tension and anxiety.

We must find out Weiss's whereabouts as soon as possible. "Yes, sir!"

After hearing the order, the intelligence personnel immediately began to operate nervously.

Their fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, and the sound of the keyboard tapping was particularly clear in the command room where it was so quiet that only the sound of various instruments running could be heard.

Their eyes were fixed on the screen, and countless data flashed across the screen rapidly.

But the strange thing is that no matter how hard they tried, no matter how many high-tech means they used, they just couldn't find any trace of Wes.

He just disappeared out of thin air without leaving any trace, which made everyone confused and anxious, and the already tense atmosphere became even more solemn.

Just when everyone was in a state of panic, an alarm suddenly sounded in the Time Variance Management Bureau. The sharp and piercing sound instantly broke the original tension and silence.

"alarm!"

"alarm!"

"alarm!"

The rapid and repetitive sound became louder and louder, making people feel more uneasy.

An equally urgent and serious voice came from the radio: "Invasion!! Everyone, go to high alert!"

In an instant, a dazzling red light lit up in the management bureau, illuminating the entire space red, as if it were dyed red with blood. The light reflected on everyone's face, making everyone look as if blood was flowing on their face.

"Damn it, he's tracking us in reverse!"

Mr. Paradox's face changed, and a strong bad premonition surged in his heart. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly walked to the control panel and quickly pressed several buttons with his hands.

As he operated, a picture appeared on the big screen.

The scene presented on the screen made everyone gasp.

Before the action, a Deadpool stole a shuttle.

And it was with the help of this stolen shuttle that Wes was able to trace them back to the Time Variance Administration by following the path they came from.

"Stop him!!"

Mr. Paradox saw this and shouted at the top of his lungs.

All the technicians came to their senses and tried their best to close the space-time channel through remote control to prevent Wes's invasion.

Everyone's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and their eyes were filled with anxiety and despair, but it was too late.

(End of this chapter)