The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 458 Counterattack
Weiss swung his right arm, and the giant sword that gathered endless light and power, like an enraged star, broke free from the constraints of the universe, and fell rapidly from the sky with an almost brutal posture, carrying endless power and majesty.

The speed at which the giant sword fell was so fast that it broke the limit of people's cognition of speed. The surrounding air seemed to be madly kneaded by an invisible giant hand, making a dull and deafening explosion. The sound was as dense as thousands of cannons firing on a battlefield.

With the giant sword as the center, circles of ripples visible to the naked eye were like the raging waves caused by a giant meteorite hitting the calm water surface, spreading out wildly in a radial pattern in all directions. Wherever it went, the space seemed to be slightly deformed by this force.

The originally invisible, colorless and freely flowing air was forcibly compressed into substance, presenting an extremely strange state.

The light underwent strange and fantastic refraction in this extremely compressed air, causing the surrounding scene to become distorted and blurred, and the originally clear outlines of objects became fragmented, as if the entire world had lost its original order under the terrifying power of this giant sword and fell into a state of chaos.

At this moment, the giant sword seemed to carry the weight of the entire universe, carrying a majestic momentum enough to destroy the stars, and it moved forward relentlessly towards Strange, as if to completely crush him and everything he stood for.

Strange's hands danced quickly, and a string of ancient and mysterious spells came out of his mouth.

In an instant, a Seraphim shield emitting dazzling golden light appeared in front of him.

However, the seemingly powerful defensive power of the Seraphim Shield only lasted for a few seconds in the face of this terrifying impact, and was ruthlessly crushed into countless flickering points of light like fragile glass.

These points of light are like broken stars, slowly drifting away in the air.

But the title of Sorcerer Supreme is not undeserved. Strange's strength and background are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He had no intention of dodging, and stood firmly in this space ravaged by magic, his expression solemn and focused.

He quickly raised his hands and rushed forward towards the giant sword without hesitation.

The moment his hands touched the giant sword, a powerful and mysterious magical power surged out from his palms like a surging tide.

The blade of the giant sword began to decompose rapidly, turning into countless colorful butterflies.

These butterflies flapped their colorful wings and danced in the air.

It was as if the thrilling scene that was enough to destroy the world had never happened, leaving only this dreamlike and beautiful scene.

Before Strange could recover from the shock of the moment, a tiger made of hellfire suddenly pounced on him from the diffuse light and shadow and chaotic magical fluctuations.

The tiger's body is burning with raging hellfire, and the deafening roar from its mouth can directly tear apart a person's soul, filling their hearts with fear and despair.

Strange's reaction was quick. His brain made a response decision in an instant, and his hands subconsciously began to gather magic power, preparing to open the shield for defense.

This tiger made of hellfire was so fast that before he could finish preparing for defense, the tiger pounced in front of him like lightning.

The sharp claws, blazing with flames, slashed at his arms like red-hot blades, and the sharp fangs bit into his body mercilessly.

The burning of the hellfire made Strange feel a piercing pain. The pain was like countless red-hot steel needles, piercing deep into his soul. Not only did it cause his body to suffer unbearable pain, but it also plunged his mind into extreme confusion, making it impossible for him to concentrate on gathering his magic power.

At the critical moment, the Eye of Agamotto on Strange's chest began to emit a dazzling green light.

This light contains the mysterious and ancient power of time, and is the concrete embodiment of the laws of cosmic time.

As the light shone, the time around seemed to be controlled by an invisible yet extremely powerful hand.

The flow of time began to become chaotic, and the boundaries between the past, present and future became blurred at this moment.

The tiger that was frantically biting Strange gradually became illusory, its outline becoming increasingly faint, and finally, it was completely erased from the timeline. It was as if it had never appeared in this world, leaving no trace.

At the same time, the wound on Strange's arm began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the torn clothes and charred skin gradually returned to normal.

"That's cheating."

Weiss couldn't help but curse under his breath as he watched this scene.

"Weiss, you just need to stay in the mirror space."

Strange tried to persuade Weiss to give up resistance. In his opinion, this was the only way to avoid greater losses and chaos.

Wes didn't bother to listen to Strange's nonsense.

I am not a trapped beast that can be slaughtered at will. How can I just listen to others and be obedient just because they say I am locked up?

They had originally planned to fight Thanos together.

But now, Strange's actions made the rage in his heart burn.

The magic power around Weiss raged like a raging storm, and he slammed his scepter into the ground.

Several hideous cracks were instantly smashed into the hard ground, and the cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.

The scorching magma seeped out from the cracks. The boiling magma emitted a pungent smell of sulfur and a breath of destruction, instantly distorting the surrounding air.

Under the influence of Weiss's powerful transformation spell, the magma began to undergo strange and terrifying changes.

They first rolled and surged violently, as if they had life, and then gradually condensed into shape, turning into ferocious beasts.

These beasts have different shapes and are lifelike, and each one exudes a terrifying aura.

Some are as huge as mountains, with bulging muscles, as if they can easily crush anything that stands in their way;
Some were agile and nimble as lightning, with bloodthirsty glint in their eyes.

As Weiss continued to inject magic power, more and more beasts appeared, and soon they gathered into a huge army.

Flying in the sky are giant pterosaurs and flaming phoenixes.

Running underground were huge mammoths, taking heavy steps that shook the ground with every step; and extremely fast saber-toothed tigers.

"on!"

Weiss used his scepter to point at Strange and give orders to the beasts.

In an instant, the army of beasts surged towards Strange like a tide.

They ran and flew, and wherever they went, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

To drown Strange in this endless tide of beasts, leaving him nowhere to escape.

(End of this chapter)