The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 544

Weiss's clone returned to Earth cautiously with an uneasy mood.

As soon as he saw his true self, he told it everything he saw and heard in Paradise Mountain, as well as the details of how things developed, without reservation.

The reason why he did not choose the seemingly convenient method of directly merging memories was that he was afraid that Jesus would do something to this clone.

After the clone explained everything clearly, it self-destructed according to the pre-set procedure.

Weiss fell into a long and deep thought.

The choice he faced this time was too difficult for him. It was as if he was standing at a crossroads in life, with every path full of unknowns and challenges. For a moment, he had no idea how to take the next step.

If we agree to the conditions proposed by Jesus and choose to cooperate with Heaven, then according to the plan described by Jesus, the Earth will most likely be under the control of Heaven and become Heaven's back garden.

In fact, Weiss did not have much deep attachment or special feelings for this earth. In his broad vision, the earth was just an ordinary existence in the many dimensional worlds.

However, what really worried him was whether such a deal with Heaven was really reliable.
Can he really achieve his goal as he wishes?
Heaven has long been regarded by people as a synonym for light, a symbol of justice, holiness and beauty, as if it is the collection of all the beautiful things in the world.

But judging from the fact that it can successfully suppress the demon kings in hell, it is enough to infer that heaven is by no means as simple and pure a "good guy" as it appears on the surface.

Behind that sacred glory, there must be many unknown means and unimaginable strength, which are far beyond the cognition and imagination of ordinary people.

[It's still too weak.]

Weiss sighed inwardly.

[The conditions offered by Heaven are very generous, can I really get them? ]

The gap in strength between the two sides is too big. Heaven has an absolute advantage and has the powerful strength to "turn the table" at any time.

Under such a huge disparity in strength, the seemingly tempting promises made by Heaven were nothing more than castles in the air in his eyes, although they looked beautiful.

He weighed the pros and cons repeatedly in his mind, running through all the possible scenarios in his head.

On the one hand, there are the potentially huge benefits and rare opportunities;

On the other hand, there are huge potential risks and many uncontrollable factors.

Greed is the original sin. This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Weiss's heart hard, giving him a very deep understanding and confirmation of this sentence.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, a smile full of self-mockery and helplessness.

He was hoping for luck and tried to take advantage of the chaos caused by David's invasion of heaven like a speculator.

But he never expected that his action would play into Heaven's hands.

[I'm greedy.]

Weiss silently admitted his mistake in his heart.

The conditions offered by heaven were so tempting that he could hardly resist.

Jesus, as the Son of God in the Trinity, is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is extremely meticulous and skillful.

He was able to so accurately perceive the biggest weakness in Wes's heart, cleverly exploit his greed, throw out these tempting conditions, lure him into cooperation, and lead him into the trap step by step.

After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons of cooperating with Paradise, Weiss finally made a wise decision: not to cooperate with Paradise. The risks of cooperating with Paradise are too great.

Those high and mighty beings in heaven all have rich experience and deep strategy, are shrewd and ruthless.

With my current strength and wisdom, I am simply unable to compete with them. Once I cooperate with them, I may be calculated against by them at any time and become a victim to achieve their goals, ending up in a tragic end.

After making this decision, West suddenly felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and he felt much more relaxed.

I actually have the ability to travel through the world.

With this advantage, he can develop his own strength steadily, move forward step by step, and slowly accumulate resources and experience without taking risks.

Thinking of this, Weiss's eyes became firm and confident.

【Go to fucking heaven.】

The figure disappeared in a flash.
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The atmosphere in the cemetery in Washington was so depressing that it was hard to breathe, and sadness filled every inch of the air like thick fog.

Coulson's funeral ceremony was quiet and only a handful of people came.

In the outside world's perception, Coulson had unfortunately died in the Battle of New York.

This time, the only ones who came to see him off were the members of his direct team that he had personally led.

Everyone gathered around the grave in silence, watching Coulson's coffin slowly sink.
Everyone's face was filled with sorrow and their eyes were full of reluctance.

Skye's eyes were filled with confusion, and she seemed to have lost her soul. She bit her lip lightly and asked in a trembling voice, "What should we do next?"

Now she is like a small boat that has lost its compass on the vast ocean, and has no idea where to go.

"revenge."

Melinda May's voice was cold, yet incredibly firm, like a sharp knife that cut through the suffocating silence.

But it is easier said than done.

They didn't even know who the enemy was. Everything was shrouded in mystery and they had no idea what to do.

Without Coulson's leadership, the entire team was like a headless fly, in chaos, and couldn't even find someone who could make decisions.

A more troublesome and realistic problem lies before us: action requires money, where does the money come from?

Also, where can we find the enemy hiding in the dark?
There are so many things to sort out that it's like a tangled ball of thread, making them have no idea where to start.

Simmons silently clenched his fists, his eyes were red, tears were welling up, and his heart was filled with resentment and anger.

Fitz lowered his head, his brows twisted into a knot, racking his brains to think of a solution.

Ward stood aside, his expression frighteningly serious, his eyes revealing anxiety and uneasiness.

In the past, under Coulson's leadership, they completed one difficult task after another, but now, without this backbone, everyone seemed to have lost their soul and could not find their direction.

(End of this chapter)