The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 470 Open

It started out as just a tiny crack, which quickly expanded to form a huge space channel.

One after another, tall pacifists emitting a cold metallic luster walked slowly out of the space passage with neat and heavy steps.

These pacifists are not ordinary mechanical creations, they are combat weapons carefully crafted by Vegapunk.

Its shell is a mixture of vibranium, uru metal and many other precious materials.

Vibranium, with its unparalleled toughness and energy absorption properties, can easily withstand powerful attacks and turn the enemy's strength into nothingness;

Uru metal contains ancient and mysterious magical power, which gives Pacifists stronger magic resistance and special attack capabilities.

Each pacifist statue is engraved with complex and precise runes and lines.

These runes flicker with a faint light. They are not only decorations, but also the source of powerful power.

Runes and lines are intertwined to form a complex and efficient energy circulation system, which enables the Pacifist to continuously obtain and transform energy, providing a solid guarantee for its powerful combat effectiveness.

Their eyes flashed red, like two burning flames.

As one pacifist after another walked out of the space channel, they quickly formed neat battle formations around Weiss.

"set off!"

Flames erupted from the thrusters beneath the Pacifists' feet.

The powerful thrust lifted their huge bodies into the air.

Accompanied by bursts of whistling sounds, the pacifists flew rapidly towards Kamar-Taj, leaving behind a series of brilliant trails in the sky.

"coming."

The mages of Kamar-Taj saw the Pacifist flying in the air from afar.

"what is that?"

A young wizard couldn't help but ask, his voice trembling.

"Clones, or robots?"

The other mage frowned.

But no matter what they are, the mages know in their hearts that they are not friendly and must be enemies.

"boom!"

A loud noise broke the silence in the mountains, and the magic cannon roared first.

A dazzling beam of magic beam shot out from the thick muzzle, shooting towards the leading pacifist.

However, to the wizard's shock, the pacifist actually took the blow.

The magic beam hit its body made of vibranium and uru metal, splashing a burst of dazzling sparks, but only causing its body to pause slightly.

Then, it used the force of the impact to slam into Kamar-Taj's barrier.

"Zizzi-"

The moment the pacifist came into contact with the barrier, there was a sharp sound, like an electric shock.

The strong electric current raged through it, but it still struggled tenaciously, trying to break through the barrier.

At the same time, the rest of the pacifists were not to be outdone, and lasers shot out from their hands, cutting through the air.

But these powerful lasers were all blocked by the barrier.

The laser collided with the barrier, making a roar and stirring up circles of energy ripples.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a huge hand as black as ink descended from the sky.

This huge hand covered the sky and the sun, as if it came from an endless dark abyss, shrouding the entire Kamar-Taj in its shadow.

The big hand suddenly pressed down hard on the barrier. "Hold on!"

Strange shouted encouragingly.

The mages gritted their teeth and poured their magic power into the barrier without reservation.

Sweat kept dripping from their foreheads, but no one backed down.

The big hand seemed to feel the stubborn resistance of the barrier and suddenly pulled it hard.

A powerful force erupted instantly.

With a "click" sound, a big hole was torn in the barrier.

The pacifists poured in like a tide through the torn hole.

The pacifists attacked fiercely. Pairs of mechanical arms continuously shot out dazzling lasers. Straight beams of light crisscrossed each other, causing bricks and stones to fly wherever they went. The explosions were deafening and repeated.

In just one encounter, the defenseless Kamar-Taj fell into chaos. Several mages who had no time to dodge fell in a pool of blood, with broken limbs scattered all over the ground. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood.

"Get out!"

An old and powerful wizard stepped forward, magic power surging around him, and his robes rustled in the wind.

He waved his hand and shouted loudly, signaling the younger generation of mages to evacuate quickly.

"You retreat, and leave these things to us."

His voice was firm and powerful, full of reassuring authority.

These experienced high-level wizards quickly gathered together. They skillfully cast spells, chanted to themselves, and all kinds of gorgeous magical lights bloomed in their hands.

Some mages were wielding magical weapons that emitted a mysterious glow, with runes flickering on their swords and magic flowing on their shields. They worked together in perfect harmony, and for a moment, they actually hindered the pacifists' attack.

However, Weiss would never give up so easily.

Just when the pacifists were at a stalemate, even more powerful beings appeared - the Seraphim.

There was a flash of light in the sky, and several figures fell from the sky. Their arrival made the air tremble.

Seraphs are more powerful than Pacifists, and each possesses unique special abilities.

Seraph Luffy's body expanded instantly, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a huge white giant ape, with bulging muscles all over his body, full of explosive power.

It brandished a pair of thick iron fists, and every swing brought about a strong wind pressure. Wherever it went, buildings collapsed and bricks and stones were smashed to pieces.

The magic cast by the mages hit it like a mosquito bite, neither painful nor itchy.

The eyes of Seraph Eagle were cold, as if everything in the world was like an ant in his eyes.

He gently swung the sword in his hand. It seemed like a casual move, but it contained the power to split mountains and crack rocks.

Every time the sword was swung, it would stir up a huge sword energy, and wherever it went, one building after another was split in half.

Each Seraph is like a killing machine from hell, and their joining instantly reverses the situation on the battlefield.

Under their powerful offensive, the mages of Kamar-Taj were under increased pressure and their defenses were on the verge of collapse.

Strange stood on the highest tower of Kamar-Taj, overlooking the chaotic and tragic battlefield below, his heart filled with anxiety and anger.

Seeing his former fellow teachers and friends falling one after another under the attacks of the powerful machines and monsters summoned by Weiss, he could no longer sit idly by.

The screams of the mages and the collapse of buildings pierced his heart. As the guardian of Kamar-Taj, his duty was to protect everything here.

He quickly raised his hands, palms facing each other, and magic power gathered in his hands to form a magic circle.

Prepare to cast powerful magic to rescue those wizards struggling on the brink of life and death.

(End of this chapter)