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

Chapter 240 Ideas

The immense mental shock, like a surging wave, crashed against their minds, instantly pulling them out of their dazed state.

Reason, like a tenacious guardian, reclaimed the high ground, and clear thinking, like a beacon suddenly lit in the darkness, illuminated their chaotic thoughts one by one.

"What's wrong with me?" Kenneth muttered to himself, his voice filled with deep confusion and bewilderment.

He stared blankly at his trembling hands, the trembling an outward manifestation of his inner fear and regret.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, unable to believe what he had just done.

"What have I done?" he asked himself painfully, his voice filled with endless self-blame and regret.

Without the influence of the "mole," Sora no longer felt that irreplaceable attachment to Diarmuid.

She covered her forehead tightly, as if trying to clear her mind.

A hint of wariness flashed in her eyes as she tried to process what had just happened. "An enemy has broken in."

Her voice, though soft, was filled with tension and unease.

"Where is it?" Kenneth asked urgently, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry.

"I don't know. The enemy's methods are very subtle. I guess they're using some kind of psychological attack," Sora analyzed calmly, her brows furrowed and her eyes filled with thought.

She tried hard to recall every detail of what had just happened, attempting to find traces of the enemy.

"Bring him out," Kenneth said decisively.

He decided to seal off the entire hotel to prevent the enemy from escaping.

He quickly considered various countermeasures and prepared to launch a comprehensive search.

However, it was too late.

At the moment Diarmuid committed suicide, Wes had already quietly left the hotel.

The two of them didn't even get to see Wes's face before he manipulated them completely.

During Kenneth's childhood, no one could solve any problem more perfectly than him.

His efforts were not driven by any particular purpose, but simply by the belief that his research would be better than others at some point.

His talent shines like a brilliant star in various fields.

He always manages to easily find the crux of a problem and then solve it in a clever way.

In his world, there seems to be no problem that he cannot overcome.

He worked at the Clock Tower, where he rose to the top of the numerous and remarkable research achievements.

His name is legendary, resounding in the halls of academia.

He has always been the object of others' envy and jealousy, but he has no sense of satisfaction or accomplishment.

For him, all of this was simply an "inevitable consequence" of life.

He believed that his talent and hard work deserved such a reward, so he had no need to be proud or arrogant; he simply took the title of "genius" for granted.

At that time, he was the master of everything in his world.

Nothing could stop him from moving forward; he never hit a wall, and he never worried about his limits.

He was exceptionally intelligent. As the eldest son of a prestigious family, he not only inherited the imprint of the magic achievements passed down through generations, but also possessed rare talents commensurate with his abilities.

He made great strides in his academic career, as if nothing could stop his brilliance.

However, he is now in deep trouble.

Wes shattered his perfect world, leaving him feeling a sense of unprecedented frustration.

"I don't accept this outcome..." His voice was filled with anger and resentment.

Kenneth clenched his fists, vowing to find this enemy and make him pay for his actions.

"Kenneth," Sora's soft voice rang out as she gently embraced him from behind.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, as if giving him strength and comfort.

Kenneth froze, his body stiffening for a moment.

He had never expected Sora to do such a thing, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

"You've already lost your right, haven't you?" Sora's voice came again, her tone tinged with helplessness and sadness.

She looked at Kenneth with concern in her eyes.

Kenneth slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The three Command Seals have now disappeared.

His heart was filled with regret; he knew he had lost his right to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"Lancer has already left the stage," Sora said, her voice filled with regret.

She thought of Diarmuid, the valiant knight.

Regret and resentment, emotions I had never felt before, suddenly welled up in my heart.

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

Kenneth's heart was filled with pain and struggle.

He couldn't accept his failure. He had always been so confident and proud, and he never imagined that this would be the outcome.

"Is this what failure feels like?" Kenneth asked himself silently.

He was filled with confusion and bewilderment. He had never experienced failure before, and this feeling caused him immense pain and loss.

I don't know how to face this result, nor do I know what path to take in the future.

Wess returned to the laboratory with a composed gait, gently toying with the mysterious scepter in his hand.

The dim and quiet light in the laboratory illuminated his thoughtful face.

Wes was very satisfied with the results of the experiment on Kenneth and others. His lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

His gaze returned to the Mind Stone at the top of the scepter, and he pondered to himself how much he could develop the Mind Stone.

Currently, he has only developed less than 10% of the Mind Stone, yet the power displayed by this still incompletely developed Mind Stone is already so immense.

The dazzling light seemed to contain endless mysteries, captivating and inspiring awe.

A bold idea quietly emerged in Wes's mind: what would happen if all six Infinity Stones were collected?

Once the idea appeared, it grew wildly in his mind like weeds.

He imagined the scene when the six Infinity Stones came together, what kind of world-destroying power that would be.

What kind of changes and impacts will this bring?

Calm down.

Weiss reminded himself of this.

He tried to suppress this crazy idea and regain his rationality.

He knew that while the power of the Infinity Stones was immense, it also came with enormous risks.

Collecting all six Infinity Stones is no easy task, and Thanos, the "purple potato devil," is not the only one eyeing these six stones.

[It's not just "Purple Sweet Potato" who's eyeing the six Infinity Stones.]

The image of that mysterious and terrifying being—"death"—emerged in Wes's mind.

He knew that Death was always watching the six Infinity Stones, and that anyone who tried to collect them would attract Death's attention.

To fight against "death" is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous adventure.

Wes knew he had to be careful and not let the power of the Infinity Stones cloud his judgment.

(End of this chapter)