The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

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However, just as he was about to cast his magic, a dazzling bolt of lightning struck him from the sky without warning.

The thunder was extremely thick, like an angry dragon.

Thunder split the sky with a deafening roar. The air was instantly ionized wherever it passed, leaving a hot trail.

Strange felt the powerful threat coming towards him, and his pupils contracted instantly.

At this critical moment, he suddenly turned sideways, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

But the speed of the thunder was too fast, and he still couldn't dodge it completely, and the thunder brushed past his shoulder.

A powerful electric current instantly spread throughout his body, his body shook violently, and the magic circle dissipated.

He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. His clothes were singed, revealing a patch of charred skin. Threads of electricity were still jumping on the surface of his body.

Strange gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and looked up in the direction where the thunder came from.

On a chaotic battlefield filled with flames of war, magical lights and mechanical lasers, Weiss fell from the sky like a meteor.

"I told you, I have plenty of time to play with you."

"Wes Erwin!"

Strange's eyes were wide open, filled with anger and determination, and he squeezed out the name from between his clenched teeth.

At this moment, no amount of explanation would make any sense, because Weiss's atrocities had stained the land of Kamar-Taj with the blood of mages, and the bright red bloodstains were particularly glaring on this sacred land.

Strange knew that the situation was critical and there was no room for hesitation.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and dozens of clones that looked exactly like Strange rushed towards the battlefields.

They skillfully wielded the magical power in their hands, releasing healing auras to rescue injured companions, or casting offensive spells to fight against the powerful enemies brought by Weiss.

"Aren't you afraid of running out of magic power?"

Weiss's mouth curled up slightly.

"You don't need to worry."

Strange responded decisively, without a hint of backing down in his tone.

Retreating at this moment would mean the destruction of Kamar-Taj, so he had to hold on to the end.

Before he finished speaking, Strange's real body held the sacred sword of Vishanti, which emitted a sacred and dazzling light, and runes flickered on the sword.

Like a golden lightning, it rushed towards Weiss at an extremely fast speed, and its fierce momentum seemed to want to chop off the culprit in front of it with its sword in an instant.

However, the cruel reality exposed Strange's shortcomings.

Although he has profound attainments in magic, he is still not as good as Weiss in physical skills.

Weiss easily avoided Strange's seemingly fierce attack.

While dodging, he continued to taunt: "I forgot that your magic power comes from Vishanti."

His laughter was filled with contempt and disdain, "Borrowing His power, aren't you afraid of backlash?"

Strange turned a deaf ear to him. He had only one belief in his heart - to repel Weiss and protect Kamar-Taj.

The sword in his hand danced like a violent storm, and sword energy whizzed out from the blade, like a sharp blade, sweeping towards Weiss.

Weiss looked calm and raised his right hand suddenly.

An extremely violent whirlwind rose from the ground, and the whirlwind was like a giant dragon awakened from the abyss of hell, rushing towards Strange with its fangs and claws bared.

Wherever the tornado passed, the air made a sharp whistling sound.

Strange was unable to dodge and was directly thrown away by this unimaginably powerful force. Not only that, this whirlwind tore apart the magic web that Strange had carefully woven in secret.

While attacking, Strange planned to use the magic web to quietly trap Weiss and give him a fatal blow.

However, his little action did not escape Wes's eyes.

Strange rubbed his hands together quickly and pushed them forward suddenly.

As he moved, the raging hurricane gradually dissipated.

But before Strange could breathe a sigh of relief, a more terrible crisis ensued.

The originally clear sky suddenly became overcast, and the dark clouds rolled and surged like surging waves.

In the clouds, countless bright spots twinkled like stars. Those bright spots became bigger and clearer. They turned out to be huge meteors, dragging long flaming tails, falling madly towards the ground.

"Celestial Magic Meteor!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Meteors fell to the ground like raindrops, causing bursts of deafening noises.

Every time a meteor hit the ground, it caused a powerful explosion, flames shot up into the sky, and hot air waves spread out like shock waves, razing the surrounding buildings to the ground in an instant.

The entire Kamar-Taj was shaking in the violent tremors, as if it would be completely destroyed by this terrible force at any time.

"Don't panic, use the hanging ring to open the portal."

Wang was giving orders calmly and calmly from the side.

Unfortunately, this space had already been blocked by Weiss.

The hanging ring had lost its original function, and no matter how the mages tried, they could not open the portal to a safe area.

This was undoubtedly a serious decision-making mistake. At this time, more meteors fell from the sky like an endless rain of disaster, as if to bury Kamar-Taj completely in this sea of fire. Kamar-Taj fell into an unprecedented life-and-death crisis.

Weiss was filled with resentment. He was merely fighting back. Strange's sneak attack had caused him immense pain and humiliation, and now he came out in a rage of revenge. Everything he did was, in his view, a response to his enemy's evil deeds.

"Run, run quickly."

Wang finally woke up from his dream and realized the seriousness of the situation.

Ordinary mages are as fragile as ants in front of the powerful Weiss and are no match for him at all.

However, it was already too late.

The angels led a group of pacifists and sealed off Kamar-Taj tightly with an indestructible momentum.

The mages in Kamar-Taj looked at the iron-barrel-like encirclement, with expressions of despair and fear on their faces.

"Stephen, what should we do?"

There was a hint of anxiety in Wang's voice. He looked at Strange, his eyes full of expectation and dependence on this core figure of Kamar-Taj.

"rest assured."

Although he was worried about the desperate situation in front of him, as the leader of Kamar-Taj, he absolutely could not show weakness at this time.

Strange knew very well that his every move and every word affected everyone's morale and hope.

If he showed the slightest panic or cowardice, the entire Kamar-Taj defense might collapse in an instant.

Strange's mind was racing, thinking of every possible response strategy.

(End of this chapter)