The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 554

Spencer paced anxiously back and forth in the room, his steps hurried and disordered, each step heavy on the floor, making a creaking sound, as if his anxiety was spreading with the sound.

His brows were furrowed tightly, forming a deep "川" shape. His eyes kept glancing at the closed door, filled with anxiety and unease, like a prisoner awaiting trial, eagerly anticipating a crucial outcome.

The air in the room seemed to be frozen by an invisible force, making it so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Just as he turned around again, he was surprised to find that Wes had somehow gotten into a chair in the corner of the room.

Wes stood ramrod straight, his expression calm, like a statue that had suddenly emerged from the darkness, silently watching him.

Spencer's body stiffened abruptly, a look of astonishment flashing across his face, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.

However, after only a moment, he quickly adjusted his state, the panic on his face flashed by, and he returned to his usual calm demeanor.

You've grown a lot.

Wes narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, as he looked Spencer up and down, his tone tinged with a hint of emotion.

"It's all thanks to the knowledge you crammed into my head."

Spencer gave a knowing smile and responded slowly.

Without saying anything more, he walked straight to the wine cabinet next to him, took out an exquisite wine glass, and skillfully poured himself a glass of amber-colored wine.

He picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and downed the wine in one gulp. The spicy liquid slid down his throat, but it couldn't dispel the worry in his heart.

He knew perfectly well that his strength was no match for Wes, and if Wes really wanted to harm him, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.

"You're here to kill me, aren't you?"

Spencer put down his glass, turned around, and stared directly into Wes's eyes. His voice was steady, but it still betrayed a hint of unease.

“No.” Wes waved his hand gently, a faint smile still on his face. “I’m here to help you.”

His tone was as casual as if he were just saying the weather was nice today, as if it were something completely ordinary.

"??"

Spencer looked puzzled, his brows furrowing even more.

However, before Spencer could ask what was going on, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if his head had been hit hard with a sledgehammer, and a sharp pain struck him.

Immediately afterwards, he found himself losing control of his body, his consciousness began to blur, and the world before him gradually turned into darkness.

Wess used a soul manipulation spell, and Spencer's soul was instantly under his control.

"I will help you fulfill your wish."

Spencer's wish was to enable the awakened to truly achieve independence and no longer be oppressed and controlled by various forces;
Another reason is to seek revenge on Wes.

It seems impossible for him to fulfill his second wish now, but Wes can help him fulfill his first wish.

Moreover, while helping Spencer achieve his wish, he can also take the opportunity to teach the US government a lesson, which is truly a win-win situation.
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The atmosphere in the Oval Office of the White House was oppressive and suffocating, like the calm before a storm, filled with an unsettling stillness.

The Secretary of State gripped the phone receiver tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. As the words came from the other end of the line, his expression grew increasingly grim.

After listening, he slowly uttered, "Yes, I understand." Then, he hung up the phone with a click. He looked up, his eyes filled with helplessness and deep worry, and looked at the president sitting behind his desk, saying in a low, almost inaudible voice, "It's a failure."

The president, who had been sitting upright in his chair, slumped as if his back had been stripped of its support upon hearing these words.

He covered his head with both hands, his fingers gripping his hair tightly, as if this could relieve the anxiety and pressure surging within him.

"What should we do now?" he asked.
His voice was filled with exhaustion and helplessness, like a traveler who had lost his way in the dark.

They tried every possible method and racked their brains to find an effective way to deal with the elusive and cunning wizard Wes.

What's worse, they knew perfectly well that, given Wes's vengeful nature, he would definitely launch a crazy revenge attack next.

Thinking about this, the entire White House seemed to be shrouded in a thick gloom, making it hard to breathe.

“We can seek help.”

The Secretary of State pondered for a while before cautiously making the suggestion, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Who? Those superheroes!"

The president suddenly looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, but it quickly faded.

He shook his head in disappointment, his tone full of disdain and despair.

"What's the use of those superheroes? Even Captain Marvel was defeated by that wizard. The others would just be throwing their lives away."

The Secretary of State fell silent after hearing the President's words.

He knew in his heart that the president was right.

Faced with that powerful and mysterious magical force, the superpowers that superheroes usually take pride in seem insignificant and lackluster.

For a moment, the office was eerily quiet, as if one could hear the other’s heavy breathing. Both were tightly bound by their predicament, unsure how to break this hopeless deadlock.

Just then, the office door was pushed open with a bang, and a secret agent hurriedly walked in.

He looked flustered, his steps were hurried, and his face was full of panic.

He quickly stood at attention and reported loudly, "Mr. President, the Awakened are attacking the National Guard."

"??"

The president's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets, his face filled with disbelief.

This news was completely unexpected. According to the agreement reached with Spencer, the Awakened should have behaved themselves. Why would they suddenly launch an attack?

Moreover, where did Spencer get the audacity to go against the US government?
The US government is absolutely powerful; wiping out the Awakened is as easy as crushing an ant.

"What exactly is going on? What is Spencer trying to do?"

The president stood up angrily and slammed his hands heavily on the desk, sending documents flying everywhere with a loud bang.

His eyes were filled with doubt and anger, eager to find out the truth behind it all.

(End of this chapter)