The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 153 Shocking Point: The Male Lead

The fighter jets, like a bolt of lightning, crossed the vast Atlantic Ocean and arrived in Germany.

Tony and Steve quickly began preparations for battle, their faces filled with seriousness and focus.

The threat of aliens is imminent, and whoever provoked them can settle scores later.

At this moment, they have only one goal in mind: to resolve this crisis.

Loki stood among the crowd, enjoying the worship of these mortals.

A sense of satisfaction quietly arose within him, and his heart was filled with pride and arrogance.

No, that's not enough. If those kneeling are the subjects of Asgard.

Loki's ambitions extend far beyond just Midgard; his goal is to conquer all nine realms.

He firmly believes that he is the true "king," not just some guy who can only swing a hammer.

This is just the first step.

Loki looked down at the kneeling mortals, feeling a sense of smug satisfaction.

I will become king!

The roar of engines echoed in the sky, and Loki's lips curled into a smile.

[Finally here. You've kept me waiting for so long, those damned mortals.]

Steve descended from the sky and delivered a speech expressing his sentiments about human rights and freedom.

Tony, however, found him too talkative and activated the armor's weapon system, aiming it at Loki.

Loki surrendered without hesitation, raising his hands in surrender.

The two brought Loki back to the fighter jet, but they felt that something was wrong, though they couldn't quite put their finger on it.

Everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that it was unsettling.

Steve and Tony anxiously inquired about Loki's origins, but Loki remained smiling, sitting quietly as if he weren't the one who had been captured.

The positions of the two sides seemed to have shifted; Loki appeared calm and composed, while Steve and Tony seemed somewhat at a loss.

Impatient Tony wanted to use violence to force Loki to talk, but Steve stopped him.

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Wes separated them and stood in front of Loki.

"Welcome to the central courtyard, Prince Loki." Wes's voice was calm and steady.

Loki looked up and stared directly at Wes.

Do you know me?

"Of course, in the Nine Realms, although your name is not as famous as your father and brother, the name of the God of Deception is widely known."

Wes's answer startled Loki.

Loki's face darkened when Thor was mentioned.

"As a native of Midgard, how do you know all this? Who exactly are you?" Loki's tone was full of vigilance.

"Wes Irwin, a wizard," Wes introduced himself.

"Wizards? When did Midgard have wizards?" Loki was very surprised.

"It seems the God-King didn't tell you everything. Earth is in great danger."

There was a hint of mystery in Weiss's words.

"Hmph~" Loki snorted disdainfully, just as he was about to ridicule Wes, a rumble of thunder came.

Loki tensed up immediately.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of thunder? Do you want to go back to your mother's arms and cry for a while?"

Tony's sharp tongue arrived late, making Loki's expression even more unpleasant.

"Bang!"

It felt as if a tremendous force had slammed into the top of the fighter jet.

The fighter jet jolted violently, instantly creating a shocking dent. The dent looked as if it had been struck by a giant's fist, deeply recessed, with the twisting and deformation of the metal clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, "Sizzle!"

A sharp, piercing sound rang out, and the fighter jet's sturdy door was forcibly ripped open from the outside with overwhelming force.

A tall, muscular, blond man slowly squeezed in.

He was dressed in medieval-style armor, gripping a warhammer tightly in his hand, exuding an aura of majesty and inviolability.

His goal was very clear: Loki.

He strode confidently and powerfully toward Loki.

Upon seeing this, Tony and Steve immediately rushed in front of Loki and stopped the uninvited guest.

"Stop..." They stared intently at the burly man who had suddenly barged in.

However, Thor only gave it a gentle push.

Tony and Steve felt an irresistible force strike them, and were instantly sent flying like two light leaves.

They crashed heavily into the wall of the fighter jet, making a dull thud.

Then, Thor grabbed Loki by the collar without hesitation, glaring at him with eyes that seemed to pierce Loki's soul.

The two stared at each other without saying a word.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Then, Thor grabbed Loki, turned around, and flew away, instantly disappearing from everyone's sight.

Tony slowly stood up from the ground, his face full of anger and resentment.

"Damn it, what happened to that shocking scene with the male lead just now?"

His voice was full of anger; when had he ever suffered such a loss?

He quickly put on his armor.

"I will make him pay!" Tony vowed to himself.

"Tony, wait a minute, we need a battle plan!" Steve shouted hurriedly, his face full of worry.

"I have a battle plan. Plan A," Tony replied, his voice brimming with confidence.

"What??" Steve was completely bewildered, having no idea when Plan A came about.

"Attack!" Tony said, and then flew out like an arrow.

"Natasha, follow them!" Steve shouted anxiously.

He quickly found a parachute and jumped without hesitation.

Natasha glanced at Wes, expecting him to give some instructions, but to her surprise, Wes simply floated up and slowly flew away.

This action infuriated Natasha, who slammed her hand on the steering wheel.

They're all self-centered bastards!

Natasha complained inwardly, a helpless expression on her face.

When Wes arrived, he witnessed Tony knocking Thor away.

Loki continued to listen intently, as if waiting for some important news.

However, when he saw his idiot brother get knocked away, he almost burst out laughing. A smug smile appeared on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

Upon seeing Wes, Loki instantly adopted a godlike demeanor, attempting to project his majesty.

"You don't seem worried about your friends," Loki said tentatively, trying to find a flaw in his answer.

"Friends? I'm not friends with them." Wes's answer was concise and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Loki was intrigued by Wes's answer and began to scrutinize him closely.

"You're quite interesting. How about becoming my subordinate after I rule the Nine Realms...?"

Loki began to paint a rosy picture of Wes, trying to lure him with power and status.

"Impossible. Odin will not let you rule the Nine Realms. You are not his biological son."

These words were like an incredibly sharp arrow, instantly piercing Loki's heart.

He knew this, of course, but being so bluntly exposed by an outsider still stirred a strong murderous intent within him.

But Loki still wore a smile, a smile that concealed danger.

Just as he was about to make his move, Tony, Steve, and Thor seemed to have reached an agreement and returned together.

For the sake of the bigger picture, Loki decided to let Wes off the hook for now.

(End of this chapter)