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

Chapter 264 Fighting

Looking down, the desert had been transformed into a sea of ​​scorching lava by the volcano's fury.

The scorching red liquid churned and surged, radiating a suffocating heat, as if the earth's fury was burning fiercely.

Ebony Maw stood at the porthole of the mothership, silently gazing at the chaotic scene, a strong sense of vigilance rising within him.

He clearly sensed that the enemy before him was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

However, Thanos's orders are absolute and unquestionable.

For Ebony Maw, no matter how difficult the task, it must be completed with all its might.

"Open the hatch," Ebony Throat commanded in his distinctively hoarse voice.

At his command, the mothership's massive hatch slowly opened with a dull thud.

Black Dwarf, holding the heavy battle axe in one hand, jumped down without hesitation.

His strong body fell like a meteorite, and Ronan snorted coldly, following closely behind.

Ebony Maw, carrying the flightless nebula, gracefully drifted down.

Wes stood there quietly, watching the four men surround him, but made no move.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

Ebony Throat first bowed gracefully to him, a gesture like that of a noble gentleman.

"I greet you on behalf of the great Thanos."

Wes's formidable strength forced him to maintain a facade of humility.

Wes smiled. "I thought he would come in person."

His tone was full of disappointment.

Ebony Maw's octopus-like face immediately turned ugly.

"The great Thanos..."

But Wes interrupted him.

"You're here for the Power Stone, aren't you?"

Wes's eyes sharpened.

"Yes, if you can hand it over, you will gain wealth and power," Ebony Maw tried to tempt Wes.

He was known as "the black tongue that spreads lies and evil wherever he goes," and was skilled at persuading and even controlling others with words.

However, this tactic failed against Wes.

At first, Weiss felt his mind and soul being stirred, but he quickly shook off the influence.

"What a treacherous fellow," Wes said coldly.

Without any preamble, Wes made his move.

The lava erupted again, this time targeting the four people.

Lava surged up from the ground like angry dragons.

Ebony Maw used telekinesis to create a barrier to block the impact of magma.

His telekinesis was powerful and precise, keeping the lava out and protecting himself.

Ronan then used his energy to break up the magma.

His energy was powerful and violent, shattering the magma.

Black Dwarf, relying on his strong body and armor, charged straight at Wes.

Only Nebula was in the worst state.

She was transformed into a cyborg, and although she could easily overpower ordinary people, she seemed flustered and overwhelmed when faced with Wes's attacks.

Despite the black dwarf charging straight at him like a bull, Wes remained calm and composed.

He simply tapped it lightly, and that seemingly casual movement seemed to contain endless magic.

In an instant, Black Dwarf was frozen in place, unable to move an inch. Only a few specks of dust kicked up by the momentum of his forward motion slowly settled at his feet.

At the same time, the wand in Wes's hand quickly transformed into a greatsword radiating a chilling light.

Wes then swung his greatsword backward with force.

It blocked Ronan's swiftly swinging warhammer perfectly.

With a loud "clang," a visible ripple spread through the air, expanding outwards in concentric circles.

In this initial clash of strength, the two were evenly matched.

Ronan's eyes were bloodshot, filled with a bloodthirsty light. He kept swinging the heavy warhammer in his hand, each swing carrying immense force.

Wes precisely blocked Ronan's storm of attacks.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

A series of crisp impacts echoed across the chaotic battlefield.

Ronan, being a seasoned warrior, quickly noticed in the fierce exchange that Wes's swordsmanship seemed somewhat lacking.

He realized that although Wess was incredibly strong, he was completely clueless when it came to fighting skills, like a brute with all his strength but no fighting techniques.

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

So Ronan created an opening, and Wes fell for it. He seized the opportunity and gradually began to gain the upper hand.

His attacks grew increasingly fierce, the sound of his warhammer whipping up the air like a howling gale.

Just then, Ebony Maw, who had been looking for an opportunity, also began to act.

He manipulated the scalding lava as freely as he would his own arm.

Under his telekinetic power, the magma slowly transformed into a giant whip, lashing out at Wes with intense heat.

Caught between the two men, Wes knew that continuing close combat would be extremely disadvantageous for him.

"Switch!"

In an instant, his and Ronan's positions were switched.

The magma whip that was originally aimed at Wes now lashed out at Ronan's sturdy armor.

Although the armor temporarily blocked the attack, the scalding temperature still made Ronan gasp.

Wes wasn't about to let this golden opportunity slip by. He gripped the greatsword tightly with both hands, raised it high, and then thrust it fiercely at Ronan.

The sword tip was aimed directly at Ronan's throat.

Just as he was about to stab Ronan in the throat, Wes suddenly stopped.

It turned out that Ebony Maw used his powerful telekinesis to stop Wes's deadly attack at the crucial moment.

Ronan suddenly swung the iron hammer in his hand and smashed it hard at Wes.

Wes remained calm, and a transparent suit of armor instantly appeared on his body.

"clang"

The hammer slammed into the armor, sending sparks flying.

Wes flicked his finger upwards slightly.

In an instant, two whirlwinds slowly rose from beneath their feet.

At first it was just a small vortex, but it quickly grew larger, making sharp "squeak" sounds.

The whirlwind also contained sharp wind blades, like countless invisible blades, fiercely cutting through Ronan's armor.

Sparks kept popping out of the armor. As the wind blades continued to cut, the armor was gradually eroded, leaving deep and shallow scratches.

Taking advantage of Ronan being trapped by the whirlwind, Wes immediately used Apparition.

He appeared instantly beside Nebula.

He looked Nebula up and down, a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and said softly, "Your body is very interesting."

Nebula was startled by his sudden appearance, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

She looked at Wes warily, her eyes filled with anger and suspicion.

(End of this chapter)