The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 449 Join forces
"little tricks."

Hela stood in the diffuse black fog and sneered.

Her eyes darted back and forth between the countless clones of Weiss, her eyes full of disdain and arrogance.

Although it was difficult to tell which one was the real Weiss, to her, these were just insignificant tricks.

As the goddess of death, she controls the most powerful law of death in the world. How could she be stumped by this illusion?

There is a simpler and more brutal way that can instantly remove all obstacles in front of you.

In an instant, the law of death around Hela surged wildly like a raging black tide.

The originally invisible power of the law quickly materialized and turned into balls of black mist as thick as ink.

These black mists were like surging waves from the dark universe, sweeping in all directions with overwhelming momentum, with Hela as the center.

Each cloud of black fog exudes a soul-shaking stench of decay. Wherever it passes, space seems to be distorted, and everything is shrouded in endless darkness and the shadow of death, as if time has stagnated under the erosion of this force.

"Damn it."

Loki couldn't help but curse under his breath, his voice full of annoyance and anxiety.

Those clones created by his superb illusion were as fragile as bubbles in the sun under the impact of the black fog of death that was like the coming of doomsday, and collapsed at the slightest touch.

In the blink of an eye, all the clones vanished without a trace. Even worse, the thick black fog quickly spread, like a giant black curtain, completely enveloping the entire battlefield.

Weiss, Loki and Thor were instantly plunged into pitch-black darkness. Their vision was completely obscured, and they could hardly even see each other.

Hela took advantage of this chaotic moment and hid silently in the depths of the thick black fog like a deadly black panther lurking in the darkness, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

Loki reacted quickly. He knew the situation was critical, so without any hesitation, he mobilized all the magic power in his body.

In front of him and Weiss, a magical barrier emitting a faint green light was quickly constructed.

This barrier was like a solid shield guarded by ancient runes, protecting them tightly in the middle and temporarily blocking the demonic invasion of the black fog of death.

However, this seemingly solid barrier made a "sizzling" sound under the corrosion of the powerful and evil law of death.

It was as if a dying life was groaning in pain.

Tiny cracks continued to appear on the surface of the barrier. These cracks spread rapidly like fine spider webs and could completely break at any time.

"Damn, it's not healed yet?"

Loki was extremely anxious, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness and anxiety.

At this moment, the magic barrier was already shaky and could completely collapse at any second, but Weiss still tightly grasped the longbow that was emitting a soft light, with the arrow on the string, but he was hesitant to shoot it.

"It's not yet time."

Weiss's voice was steady and firm.

His eyes penetrated the thick layers of black fog.

His breathing was steady and deep. Although the situation around him had reached a critical juncture, his heart was like a calm lake, without a single ripple.

He was still waiting for a better opportunity, an opportunity to truly deal a fatal blow to Hela, a critical moment that would allow them to completely turn the tide of the battle.

At this moment, a dazzling bolt of lightning, like a sword that split the world apart, suddenly tore through the thick black fog.

It was Thor. He ignored the sulfuric acid-like corrosiveness of the black fog of death. He rushed towards Hela with his hatred for Hela and firm belief.

His armor, eroded by the Law of Death, made a sizzling sound, and patches of rust continued to appear on its surface.

His flesh and blood were also corroded by this evil force, emitting a pungent burnt smell, and his skin began to fester, revealing his white bones.

He gritted his teeth, his face twisted with pain, yet he still relied on his tenacious will and indomitable spirit to move closer to Hela. Finally, he caught sight of Hela's faint presence in the darkness and rushed forward, using all his strength to hug her around the waist. Then he pushed forward desperately, trying to control her and create the best opportunity for Weiss to attack.

"madness."

Hela snorted coldly.

Thor's behavior is like a moth flying into a flame, seeking his own death.

Under the attack of this law of death that is powerful enough to destroy the world, Thor's body has been overwhelmed and he suffers tremendous pain every second.

"Hey~"

When Thor was about to fall into despair and his life was about to end, Weiss finally shot the arrow.

This arrow composed of the law of light, with dazzling light and powerful force, shot towards Hela like a meteor that pierced the darkness of the universe.

However, Hela's reaction speed was beyond imagination. Like a nimble wild cat, she slightly turned her body at the moment the arrow was about to hit her, and easily avoided the seemingly fatal blow.

Loki looked at Weiss in shock, his eyes wide as copper bells, full of disbelief.

He originally thought that this arrow would be the key move to turn the tide of the battle and their hope of turning defeat into victory, but he didn't expect that Hela would dodge it so easily.

A deep sense of disappointment and anger suddenly welled up in my heart.

Just as Hela was about to make a mockery of their arrogance, something unexpected happened.

The arrow of light that was originally shot at Hela suddenly changed direction in mid-air and hit Thor's chest.

"FUXXK!! WHAT DID YOU DO??"

Loki completely lost his mind, his eyes turned red with anger and shock, as if they were about to spit fire.

He grabbed Weiss by the collar, lifted his body up, and roared loudly.

Weiss just looked at Loki with a calm and slightly idiotic look without giving any explanation.

After the arrow of light penetrated Thor's body, it instantly turned into a trickle of water, flowing in Thor's blood.

Wherever these streams flowed, Thor's body, which had been corroded by the law of death, was quickly healed.

The armor that was originally damaged and covered with rust began to regain its luster and glowed with golden light again;

The burnt and ulcerated flesh that exposed the bones gradually healed, and the new skin was as smooth and delicate as that of a newborn baby.

Not only that, the thunder used by Thor actually carried a trace of the power of the law of light.

These two powerful forces merge and intertwine, making Thor's attacks even more powerful, as if he had become the embodiment of light and thunder.

Hela suddenly felt that Thor's arms were like red-hot iron clamps, hot and full of power. The scorching temperature made her skin start to smoke, making it difficult to break free.

"how is this possible?"

For the first time, shock and fear appeared in Hela's eyes. Her originally confident expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of disbelief.

In the moment when Hela was stunned, Thor took the opportunity to exert his strength. He gathered all his strength in his legs and arms, and with a sudden force, he threw Hela to the ground.

Then he quickly rode on her, raised his hands high, and punched Hela again and again.

Each punch carried the power of thunder and light, making a dull sound, as if a war drum was beating.

With Thor's attack, a deep pit was smashed into the extremely solid ground of the palace.

(End of this chapter)