The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 541 Destiny
"You guy."

Mephisto stared at Weiss with wide eyes.

Unexpectedly, the Wes who had been following him was just a clone, and his real body did not follow him deep into the danger-ridden Heaven Mountain. This made Mephisto feel fooled.

【Same here.】

Weiss returned his look.

"I have no ill intentions."

Jesus' voice was calm and steady, yet his words failed to win the trust of either man.

After all, it was they who lured David to heaven and caused such great trouble to heaven. In their view, how could Jesus be so magnanimous and let them go so easily?

Both of them were filled with doubts and felt that Jesus' words were not credible.

Jesus seemed to have no intention of explaining anything. He just said lightly, "Follow me," turned around, and walked forward calmly.

Weiss and Mephisto looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they understood the same thoughts:
Anyway, they are all clones now, and even if they encounter danger, it will not endanger the original body. It is better to follow Jesus to find out what he is up to.

So they followed.

Along the way, Weiss seemed to have entered a whole new world and his eyes were opened.

He saw the legendary Garden of Eden, a pure land full of vitality and peace.

All kinds of exotic flowers and plants sway gently in the breeze, blooming one after another, emitting bursts of charming fragrance, as if telling the beauty of heaven.

There is also the Tree of Life, which symbolizes life. It is tall and straight, with lush branches and leaves. The tree is full of fruits that sparkle with mysterious light. Each fruit contains endless vitality and mysterious power.

In addition, various rare treasures and artifacts that have only been heard of in myths are displayed around. They quietly exude a powerful aura, and each one demonstrates extraordinary status and power, making people feel the mystery and greatness of heaven.

However, all this beauty caused deep doubts in Weiss's heart.

From the time David started fighting against the army of heaven until now, heaven clearly possesses so many rare treasures and powerful artifacts, but why hasn't it used any of them?

Instead, they continue to use the lives of angels to fill the battlefield, which is really hard to understand.

What is the reason behind this?
What is the purpose of heaven doing this?

Wes fell into deep thought. He tried hard to find the answer in the knowledge he had about heaven, but he could not find a clue.

Mephisto was standing aside, also frowning.

[Unless everything that happens today is within Heaven's expectations.]

This thought kept swirling around in Weiss's mind.

In his opinion, this was the only possibility that could reasonably explain why Heaven had so many powerful artifacts lying unused, while allowing the angels to die meaninglessly.

Any one of those divine weapons could change the situation on the battlefield, but Heaven chose to sacrifice the lives of the angels. There must be some unknown hidden story behind this.

Just as he was immersed in thought, Jesus' next words confirmed his guess.

"Ever since the Ancient One became the Sorcerer Supreme, we have been driven from Earth."

Jesus spoke slowly, his voice calm and low, as if coming from the depths of time.

This was undoubtedly a dark history that Heaven could not bear to look back on, a wound in their hearts that was difficult to heal. Yet Jesus spoke of this without the slightest emotion, as if he were recounting an ordinary, everyday incident.

"Besides Earth, Heaven has other believers in the universe and other dimensions," Jesus continued, his voice steady and unhurried. "It's just that Earth is the most special."

He paused slightly, a hint of nostalgia and longing in his eyes, as if recalling the glorious days on Earth, which was the glory of heaven and the eternal yearning in their hearts.

Heaven has been secretly looking for opportunities, eager to return to Earth, the place where they once had countless devout believers and was revered as a holy place.

But unfortunately, all their efforts and attempts to reach the earth were cut off one by one by the powerful Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One.

When Mephisto heard this, he felt a strong resonance in his heart.

In this regard, the experiences of Hell and Heaven are so similar. They both tried to lay their hands on the Earth, but were ruthlessly stopped by Ancient One.

Therefore, they all hated Ancient One to the core.

"Hahaha~" Mephisto laughed mockingly, his laughter full of disdain and mockery. "What? Heaven wants to join forces with Hell?"

Jesus shook his head gently, denying Mephisto's guess. His movements were gentle but firm, as if to indicate that Heaven had its own plans.

“After we were driven away, we knew what happened today.”

Jesus' words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Weiss and Mephisto's hearts hard.

The two of them stopped unconsciously, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They never imagined that Heaven had already foreseen David's invasion and everything that happened today.

"Huchi~"

"Huchi~"

Mephisto's chest heaved violently, each breath was filled with great force, and white mist came out of his mouth, as if the anger in his heart had turned into substance and was gushing out from his mouth and nose.

He widened his eyes, which were filled with anger, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets. There was a raging fire in his eyes as he stared at Jesus fiercely.

"You mean everything is under your control!"

Mephisto almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Jesus' words were undoubtedly telling him that all the plans and efforts he and Wes had made before were nothing but futile efforts under the watchful eyes of heaven.

This made Mephisto feel like a doll being manipulated at will, a ridiculous clown, being played in the palm of Heaven's hand.

He has always been the one who controls the fate of others, turning the tide in hell and making countless souls tremble under his will. When will it be someone else's turn to dominate his actions?
Even if the other party is God, the supreme being in heaven, Mephisto can never tolerate the humiliation of being manipulated at will.

"You watched us plan all this and did nothing?"

Mephisto continued to question, the muscles on his face twitching slightly with anger, his expression twisted into a somewhat hideous expression.

"What is your purpose?"

Jesus looked at Mephisto quietly, his eyes as calm as a deep lake, without the slightest ripple.

"Everything is arranged by fate."

(End of this chapter)