The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 445 War begins

In the makeshift camp in Asgard, the blazing bonfire illuminated the surroundings as bright as day.

The Asgard warriors were dressed in heavy armor and held sharp weapons. They formed a huge circle tightly. In the center of the circle was an elite team that was about to embark on a journey to face Hela.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The warriors roared in unison, a deafening roar that seemed to break through the clouds, carrying the heroism and fearlessness inherent in the Asgardians.

They raised their glasses high, and the wine in the glasses sparkled with an amber luster under the firelight.

This is an ancient ritual that has been passed down in Asgard for a long time. Every battle cry and every glass of wine is filled with the most sincere blessings for the warriors who go to battle, praying for their safe return and praying that they can regain glory for Asgard.

Thor stood in the center of the circle, his eyes firm and fiery, emanating a reassuring and powerful aura.

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and then he slammed the glass heavily to the ground, breaking it.

"Asgard!"

His voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the night sky.

"Oh!"

The sound of wine glasses shattering was crisp and loud, followed by the warriors' uniform response: "Asgard!"

Their voices merged together to form a powerful wave of sound, as if it could intimidate all enemies.

"Asgard!"

Thor shouted again, his face filled with determination and pride in fighting for his homeland and honor. The warriors responded in unison again, their roars shaking the sky, as if to shake the whole world.
At this moment, the unity and courage of the Asgardians were fully demonstrated. They were fearless for the beliefs in their hearts and for the future of Asgard.

Asgard's once proud Rainbow Bridge has now become a tool for Hela to control.

The hammer of Thor in Thor's hand, which symbolizes power and majesty, was also destroyed in the fierce confrontation with Hela.

They could not cross the Rainbow Bridge to Asgard.

However, Loki knew some little-known secret space passages, through which they might be able to sneak into Asgard quietly and surprise Hela.

But problems followed one after another. With Loki's own magic power, it was undoubtedly a fantasy to want to carry so many people through the space channel.

Just when everyone was lost in thought and helplessness.

Weiss said calmly, "I can help."

Weiss had a complex emotion in his heart. He longed to witness the last rays of light of Asgard in this thrilling struggle. It was a kind of awe and curiosity about legend and destiny.

Thor looked at Wes with mixed feelings. He knew the importance of this help, but he really couldn't say no.

He nodded slightly, silently keeping this favor in his heart, his eyes revealing determination and gratitude.

With the help of Weiss's magic, everyone successfully passed through the space channel and quietly arrived at the land of Asgard.

The air around them was filled with an oppressive and eerie atmosphere, as if countless pairs of eyes were hiding in the darkness and spying on them.

"Be careful, we have to..."

Loki lowered his voice and was about to give everyone some instructions, but before he could finish his words, a long and shrill wolf howl suddenly sounded, like a thunderbolt across the night sky, instantly breaking the dead silence.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge demon wolf suddenly appear before their eyes.

The demon wolf Fenrir has now become Hela's mount.

His body was as huge as a mountain, emitting a terrifying aura. His blood-red eyes were like two burning flames, flashing a bloodthirsty light in the darkness.

With its keen sense of smell, it sensed the arrival of these uninvited guests the moment Thor and his companions entered Asgard. Now that their whereabouts had been exposed, there was no need to worry anymore.

"Charge!" Thor roared, like a brave and fearless lion, and rushed towards the demon wolf Fenrir and the enemies behind it.

His eyes burned with a firm will to fight. Although he did not have Thor's hammer in his hand, his innate kingly aura and passion for fighting remained undiminished.

As Thor charged, a dense army of death surged out from behind the wolf.

They have different shapes, some are hideous and terrifying, some emit a cold aura, and their numbers are so large that they are like a tide, which is daunting.

There was a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides, and the battle was full of difficulties and obstacles from the very beginning.

Weiss calmly snapped his fingers.

The Seraph has arrived.

"Cover them."

Weiss gave the order, his voice filled with undeniable authority.

The Seraphim followed Weiss's orders without hesitation and charged towards the army of death.

The two sides collided in an instant, and the sounds of shouting, weapons clashing, and magical lights flashing intertwined together, playing a tragic battle symphony.

Thor is like a sharp arrow, leading the warriors of Asgard and fighting hard to break through the army of death.

Their figures shuttled through the enemy camp, and every time they swung their weapons, they were accompanied by the enemy's screams.

What's tricky is that the fallen dead army suddenly resurrected, and the wounds on their bodies healed instantly, as if they had endless vitality.

If this continues, even if everyone tries their best and becomes exhausted, there will be no results.

Thor knew in his heart that if he wanted to change the situation of the battle, the wisest thing to do was to attack the enemy directly and deal with Hela directly.

Only by defeating Hela can this terrifying army of death be truly dismantled.

"Leave it to you!"

Thor shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice breaking through the deafening roar of battle and reaching the ears of every companion clearly.

He swept his eyes firmly over his companions who were fighting side by side, his eyes full of trust and entrustment, then he turned around abruptly, his aura suddenly changed, and he turned into a lightning with the power of thunder, rushing towards the palace like lightning.

Weiss and Loki also left the battlefield and followed Thor to the palace.

As soon as the three of them left the battlefield, they were blocked by the demon wolf Fenrir.

Fenrir's huge body stood before them like a mountain, exuding a terrifying aura.

It opened its bloody mouth and instantly formed a powerful suction force. The surrounding air was distorted by this force, and it was about to suck the three people directly into its stomach.

"Roar!" Fenrir let out a deafening roar, and the sound wave was like a materialized shock wave, rolling towards the three people.

A green figure rushed out from the side like a cannonball.

Hulk's muscles bulged all over his body, veins popped out under his green skin, and every muscle seemed to contain endless power.

Hulk roared, a roar that was no less powerful than Fenrir's. He jumped high, gathered all his strength in his right fist, and then smashed it hard at Fenrir's chin.

"boom!"

Fenrir's bloody mouth, which was originally open, was instantly shut by the blow, and his huge body staggered back a few steps due to the impact.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Thor, Weiss and Loki continued to rush towards the palace without stopping.

(End of this chapter)