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

Chapter 244 begins

Iskandar had never felt so full of magic within him.

He stood there quietly, feeling the powerful force surging through his body.

He could clearly feel the flow of every bit of magic, which flowed through his body like a rushing river, bringing an unprecedented vitality.

"Victory is mine, of course!!" Iskandar roared, his voice echoing through the space like thunder.

His eyes burned with a fierce flame, a thirst for victory and a pursuit of glory.

He gripped the longsword tightly in his hand, its sharp blade gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

He raised his longsword high, pointing it at Jin Shanshan, as if to declare his determination.

"Charge!!" Iskandar roared again, his voice filled with domineering power and authority.

That command was like a war horn, instantly igniting everyone's fighting spirit.

"Ha!!" Tens of thousands of heroic spirits shouted in unison, their voices as awe-inspiring as a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.

They strode confidently toward the glittering gold.

That vast and mighty procession was like an unstoppable torrent of steel.

Their eyes were filled with determination and courage; for their king and for victory, they charged into the enemy without hesitation.

Each heroic spirit gripped their weapon tightly, their figures gleaming in the sunlight.

Their steps were synchronized and powerful.

Their charge was like an unstoppable storm, about to sweep across the entire battlefield.

"Courageous, but utterly foolish!" Gilgamesh's arrogant voice rang out, as if pronouncing the other party's fate.

He slightly raised his chin, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

He certainly had the right to be so arrogant, after all, he was the King of Heroes, possessing countless treasures and immense power.

In his eyes, these tens of thousands of troops were nothing but ants, daring to challenge his authority, which was simply overestimating their own abilities.

Gilgamesh didn't take these tens of thousands of soldiers seriously. In his eyes, these people were nothing more than treasures in his royal treasury that could be easily wiped out with a wave of his hand.

His mysterious and powerful Gate of Babylon slowly opened, and instantly, tens of thousands of magical artifacts appeared before everyone's eyes, gleaming with golden light.

Those treasures exuded a powerful aura, each seemingly containing boundless power.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Gilgamesh sent tens of thousands of magical artifacts hurtling towards the army like meteors.

"Raise your shields!!" Iskandar decisively gave the order.

His voice was loud and powerful.

Upon hearing the order, the army raised their large shields in unison.

"Idiot." Gilgamesh sneered.

How could ordinary weapons possibly withstand a Noble Phantasm?

These people's behavior is utterly foolish.

My Noble Phantasm will easily destroy these overconfident fools.

However, something unexpected happened.

Tens of thousands of magical artifacts suddenly stopped in mid-air, bound by an invisible force, and escaped his control.

Jin Shanshan's face instantly turned gloomy.

"Caster, this is what you've done."

"You shouldn't mind one against two."

Wes smiled, his smile conveying a sense of composure and confidence.

"Things are getting interesting."

Jin Shanshan narrowed his eyes slightly, his red eyes sparkling with excitement, as if he had discovered an extremely interesting toy.

His lips curled up slightly, forming a confident yet arrogant arc.

His innate kingly aura was on full display at this moment.

He slightly raised his chin, his eyes revealing a condescending scrutiny.

"So what if you all come at me together!"

Its golden sheen proclaims its invincibility and unbeatability to the entire world.

"Chains of Heaven!" Gilgamesh roared.

In an instant, golden chains surged out of the void like countless serpents, quickly enveloping the entire space.

"Struggle all you want, you scum!!" A cold smile played on his lips.

Seeing this, Wes quickly waved his wand.

Countless iron rods appeared out of thin air and shot towards the Sky Lock like sharp arrows.

They were like nails, driven deep into the ground, firmly pinning the Lock of Heaven to the earth.

However, those were legendary chains that could even bind gods, and Wes knew he could only hold them for a few seconds.

But that's enough.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the entire space seemed to tremble.

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

It was accompanied by dazzling lightning.

"Distant ravages and domination!!" Iskandar, riding the chariot pulled by the divine bull, charged towards Gilgamesh like lightning.

The divine ox's hooves pounded the ground, raising a cloud of dust, each step brimming with power.

Iskandar stood on the chariot, his eyes burning with the flames of battle.

The sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light.

The air was torn apart by the high-speed impact of the tank, producing a sharp whistling sound.

Iskandar swung his sword and slashed fiercely at Gilgamesh's head.

The sword, imbued with immense power, traced a beautiful arc through the air.

"Arrogant!" Jin Shanshan roared, and a shield instantly appeared in front of him, protecting him.

However, Iskandar's sword was incredibly powerful, shattering the shield instantly. The broken shield scattered like glass, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, a purple lightning bolt struck Gilgamesh.

The powerful electric current instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to experience momentary paralysis.

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

The sword Ea appeared in Gilgamesh's hand.

The sword flashed with a light as dazzling as the blazing sun, making it impossible to look directly at.

Gilgamesh gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes revealing a chilling killing intent.

With his movement, the sword Ea, carrying a world-destroying aura, slashed towards Iskandar.

The sword strike was unstoppable, as if it could split the entire world in two.

The powerful sword energy surged through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The divine bull seemed to sense a deadly danger, and its massive body trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, it let out a low growl and quickly changed direction, its movements swift and decisive.

The sword strike grazed Iskandar's ear, the sharp wind of the blade cutting across his cheek like a razor blade, causing him a sharp pain.

The space behind him was torn open by the powerful slash, revealing the real world outside.

[This single attack destabilized my Reality Barrier; its power is terrifying. I absolutely cannot be hit.]

Iskandar was secretly amazed, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Giddy up!" Iskandar lashed the reins, whipping the sacred bull's body.

The divine ox pulled the chariot into the air, its wheels spinning and creating gusts of wind.

"Trying to escape?" Enraged, Gilgamesh wouldn't let him get away with it.

(End of this chapter)