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

Chapter 263 Volcano

On N-998, the alarm sounded like a sharp blade, instantly shattering the tranquil sky.

"Alarm! Alarm! All residents, please proceed to the shelter!"

The rapid and loud sound echoed in the air, each note seemingly striking people's hearts.

"I'll repeat myself: all residents, please proceed to the shelter!"

The stern warning rang out again and again.

Each repetition is like urging people to race against time and fight against impending danger.

At this moment, the terrifying figures of Thanos's army could be faintly seen in the sky.

The patrol team quickly moved through the crowd, directing people to the shelter in an orderly manner.

Following the patrol team's instructions, people put down what they were doing and headed toward the shelter with their families and valuables.

Among the crowd were elderly people, children, and pregnant women, all of whom wore expressions of fear and unease.

But encouraged by the patrol team members, they continued to move forward with determination.

We helped and supported each other to face this sudden crisis together.

The children held their parents' hands tightly, tears welling in their eyes.

The elderly tried to quicken their pace, not wanting to become a burden to others.

At the same time, countless spaceships took to the air to intercept Thanos's army.

On the city's wide streets, the ground began to slowly separate, revealing rows of neat cannon muzzles.

Once the enemy gets close, these cannons will unleash powerful fire.

The entire N-998 planet was put into a state of war in the shortest possible time.

Every link in the chain worked closely together and operated efficiently, demonstrating an astonishing level of organizational and operational capability.

During a tense patrol, a patrolman happened to spot Wes leisurely enjoying his meal. A surge of anxiety and anger welled up within him, and he couldn't help but shout, "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Get out of here right now!"

Knowing he meant well, Wes wasn't angry.

"Where is the most desolate place on this planet?" Wes suddenly asked.

Although he was puzzled, the patrolman quickly answered his question: "Of course, it's the scorching desert to the north."

He couldn't understand what this person, who remained so calm during the crisis, was thinking.

"Thank you," Wes replied briefly before piloting the spaceship northward.

The spaceship was moving very fast, like an arrow shot through the sky.

A few minutes later, Wes arrived at his destination.

What unfolded before him was an endless desert, a vast expanse of yellow sand stretching endlessly, devoid of any life.

The scorching sun beat down mercilessly on the earth, and the air seemed to be on fire.

The surrounding area was desolate, with only the howling wind sweeping across the sand dunes.

Wes stood there quietly, his wand emitting a bright light that instantly illuminated the entire desert.

He knew Thanos's army was coming for him, so he deliberately exposed his location to lure the enemy over.

"I wonder if Thanos came in person," Wes muttered to himself, his tone full of anticipation.

He was eager to test his skills and was eager to fight this cosmic overlord.

The intense light emitted by Wes was like a dazzling star suddenly blooming in the night sky, extremely bright and eye-catching.

The intense light instantly caught Ebony Maw's keen attention.

Ebony Maw stood in the warship's command room, his expression stern.

The image of Wes on the screen in front of him was clear and vivid.

"Target spotted."

At his command, the army, as if controlled by an invisible hand, swiftly changed direction.

This sudden turn of events left the Nova Corps completely bewildered as to what had happened.

They had been on high alert, ready to face a direct assault from Thanos's army, but now the enemy had suddenly changed direction, filling them with doubt and unease. To find out what was going on, the Nova Corps quickly dispatched reconnaissance ships to monitor the situation.

The Guardians of the Galaxy, who seemed to enjoy the spectacle, followed behind.

Star-Lord stood in the cockpit of the spaceship, arms crossed, a curious look on his face.

"Hey guys, looks like this is going to be interesting." Star-Lord's voice carried a hint of teasing.

Gamora frowned, her eyes filled with vigilance. "Don't let your guard down."

Rocket Raccoon excitedly fiddled with various weapons, ready to join the battle at any moment.

Wes stood quietly in the desert, looking up at the dark mass of spaceships filling the sky. The sight of the clouds did not cause him any panic.

"Let's clean this up first," Wes muttered to himself, his tone revealing a calm and confident demeanor.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, gripping his wand tightly in his hand.

Just then, strange sights began to appear in the desert.

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

A deep, rumbling sound came from the depths of the desert, like the earth murmuring in its slumber.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of "glug~" "glug~" rang out continuously, and bubbles rose up in the desert. The bubbles grew larger and larger, as if some enormous force was surging underground.

As bubbles continued to rise, the sand began to slowly melt, and a pungent sulfurous smell filled the air.

The smell was strong and pungent, making one feel as if they were at the entrance to hell.

The surrounding temperature also began to rise sharply, and the air became hot and dry.

"Boom!!" A deafening roar shattered the silence of the desert.

Magma erupted from the ground like an angry dragon, and the scorching red liquid instantly dyed the sky crimson.

Dozens of volcanoes seemed to be awakened at the same time, erupting collectively.

The spectacular scene was like the end of the world.

The enormous crater resembles the maw of an angry beast, constantly spewing forth billowing lava.

The scorching liquid, like a wild horse unleashed, surged unstoppably into the sky.

The lava carried terrifyingly high temperatures and immense energy, as if it were about to burn the entire world to ashes.

The vanguard army was wiped out in an instant by this sudden disaster.

Those spaceships that didn't have time to activate their protective shields exploded instantly upon being hit by the lava.

A huge fireball burst in the sky, like a dazzling yet deadly firework.

Some spaceships were destroyed by the powerful kinetic energy of the magma, easily torn apart like fragile pieces of paper.

Metal fragments flew everywhere.

"Raise!" Ebony Maw's cold voice rang out in the fleet.

The spaceship began to ascend rapidly, attempting to avoid being hit by the lava.

Every spaceship was operating at full capacity, its engines roaring deafeningly.

The crew members' faces were filled with fear and tension as they frantically operated the various instruments, hoping to survive the disaster.

Not far away, Star-Lord stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with shock.

"My God!" he couldn't help but exclaim, "Who did this?!" His voice was filled with disbelief.

A surge of intense fear welled up within Star-Lord; he had never witnessed such power before.

The rocket next to it was also a little frightened; its small body trembled slightly.

"This guy is terrifying, let's get out of here quickly."

Everyone nodded in agreement, except for Drax, that brute.

(End of this chapter)