The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 540 Jesus Christ
"hey-hey.."

Mephisto's eyes were shining as he stared at the fierce battle on the battlefield, rubbing his hands together in excitement.

"The Black Death Sword is indeed extraordinary."

His voice was full of admiration, yet mixed with a hint of jealousy.

At this time, David was facing the vast army of heaven alone.

Not only did he not show any intention of retreating, but he also displayed amazing fighting ability and actually suppressed his opponent.

The unique characteristics of the Black Death Sword were also perfectly demonstrated in this battle. The more people it killed, the more power it absorbed. It was like an insatiable glutton, constantly devouring lives to strengthen itself.

If the situation continues to develop in this way, even if David cannot completely destroy heaven this time, heaven will definitely suffer heavy damage and be seriously injured.

Mephisto secretly felt regretful in his heart. The souls of so many angels, which had been his long-coveted delicacies, were now enslaved by the Black Death Sword and could not fall into his hands. It was like the fat meat in his mouth was snatched away by others.

His cunning mind soon came up with other ideas, because he knew very well that there were many enviable things in heaven.

"Come with me."

Mephisto suddenly turned around, with a mysterious smile on his face, and led the way in one direction.

Weiss stood aside. He had been watching the battle intently, but now he was a little tired of this fierce battle.

Although he didn't know what Mephisto was going to do, he still followed Mephisto silently.

They moved forward, passing through one battlefield ruin after another, and finally arrived at Paradise Mountain.

This is the core of heaven, where God and high-level angels live, and it is filled with a sacred and majestic atmosphere.

Mephisto had a confident smile on his face.

He knew everything here very well and performed magic with ease.

His hands quickly made complex and mysterious gestures in the air, as if drawing a dark magical map.

Rays of black light shot out from his fingertips like sharp arrows, carrying a hint of chill, and accurately hit the key points of the barrier.

With a slight fluctuation, the seemingly extremely solid barrier was broken by him silently and without alarming any guardian in heaven.

Along the way, they traveled through the dangerous Heaven Mountain and inevitably encountered some patrolling angels.

Mephisto cleverly used the surrounding environment and his own powerful magical abilities, and took Wes like a ghost, nimbly bypassing these angels.

Their movements were light and quick, without making any sound, as if they had never appeared in this area.

Only when they were far away from the angels' patrol range did Mephisto stop, breathing slightly, and began to explain to Weiss.

"I paid a huge price to get the method to enter Heaven Mountain from Satan."

Mephisto said proudly.

Satan was once God's most capable assistant and the most powerful angel. He'd been in Heaven for so long, so he was naturally very familiar with the layout, defenses, and various secrets of Heaven Mountain.

"Hehe, I wonder what Satan's expression would be if he knew I invaded here before him."

Mephisto said this and couldn't help laughing, the laughter was full of provocation and pride.

In the power structure of hell, Satan's status is half a level higher than Mephisto's. Being able to get ahead of Satan in this matter makes Mephisto feel extremely happy, as if it is a challenge and contempt for Satan's authority.

The two of them continued along the winding path, expecting numerous obstacles. However, they encountered nothing and smoothly made their way deeper into Heaven Mountain. The surroundings were eerily silent, without a single sound, as if even the air had frozen.

Mephisto's expression gradually became serious, and his keen intuition told him that something was wrong.

"Something's wrong."

Mephisto lowered his voice and muttered to himself.

He glanced around and keenly noticed something unusual.

The journey was incredibly smooth, almost too smooth to be true. Even if most of Heaven's forces were deployed to deal with David's attack, Heaven Mountain, as the core of Heaven, was a sacred and inviolable place. Its defenses should have been impregnable, and they certainly shouldn't have been in vain like they were now.

It was really unreasonable that they got here so deeply with almost no effort.

Mephisto used his own way of thinking to speculate and put himself in the other person's shoes. If he were to arrange the defense, he would never let it be so lax.

"It's a scam!"

He was suddenly startled and instantly realized that this was probably a carefully set trap.

Without hesitation, he turned around and planned to escape from this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

However, it was too late.

Just as he made a move, a dazzling and blinding light suddenly flashed by. When the light faded away, Jesus Christ appeared in front of the two of them.

He was dressed in a spotless white robe, his whole body seemed to radiate a soft glow, his face was calm and peaceful, giving people a sense of tranquility and holiness, but his eyes revealed a wisdom that could see through everything, as if he could see through their inner thoughts.

"Welcome both of you."

The voice of Jesus Christ was gentle yet powerful, echoing like a bell in this silent space.

Mephisto's heart suddenly tightened. He knew clearly that God was a trinity. David was facing the Father, and the one in front of him was the Son Jesus Christ.

The current situation was extremely unfavorable to him. He did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately changed back to his original form, revealing the hideous and terrifying appearance of a devil.

However, he knew in his heart that this was just a clone of his. Even if he gave up this clone, he would not feel too sad. After all, as long as his original body was safe and sound, he would still have a chance to make a comeback.

"Humph, I didn't expect that the dignified Saint Son would set such a trap to deal with us."

Mephisto pretended to be calm and said with a sneer, but a trace of panic inevitably flashed in his eyes.

He was secretly thinking about how to deal with the current situation and was eagerly looking for an opportunity to escape.

Jesus slowly shifted his calm yet all-seeing gaze away from Mephisto, like an invisible searchlight, and focused on Weiss.

"Will this friend also not reveal his true identity?"

His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, yet it carried an unquestionable and irresistible majesty.

"Discovered."

Weiss's heart suddenly tightened, and he muttered to himself, an expression of helplessness involuntarily appearing on his face.

He originally still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that he could get away with it in this chaotic situation without being discovered his true identity, but he did not expect that he would be seen through by the sharp eyes of the Son of God.

(End of this chapter)