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

Chapter 265 Not sure what to name

Wes, however, paid no attention to her reaction and muttered a spell: "Word Magic - Binding".

Suddenly, golden characters appeared in the air and quickly transformed into a golden rope, which coiled towards the nebula like a serpent.

Nebula struggled desperately, twisting her semi-mechanical body in an attempt to break free from the golden ropes binding her.

However, no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free from the magic's hold.

"Whoosh!" Just then, countless pebbles and rocks rained down on Wes.

These stones and rocks came rushing in with a whistling sound.

However, when they were about a meter away from Weiss, they crashed into an invisible wall and turned into dust, which scattered into the air.

Meanwhile, Ronan emerged from the whirlwind covered in blood.

His armor was tattered and torn, riddled with gaping wounds from the wind blades, from which blood seeped, staining his body crimson.

His eyes were bloodshot as he watched Wes warily, like a wounded beast ready to attack again at any moment.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ebony Maw decided to use his most powerful telekinetic attack on Wes.

His telekinetic powers are invisible and intangible, and his attacks are launched without warning, making them impossible to defend against.

However, when he launches a telekinetic attack, a person's mind will experience a certain fluctuation.

Wes's mental strength was extremely powerful, far surpassing that of Ebony Maw.

Therefore, in Wes's eyes, his attack was like a secret exposed to the sunlight, with no place to hide.

With a simple wave of his hand, Wes effortlessly deflected Ebony Maw's attack, as if brushing away a wisp of dust.

"Thunder Roar".

In an instant, a pungent stench filled the air.

The entire area was enveloped in purple lightning.

The purple lightning bolts, like angry dragons, roamed wildly across the sky, emitting huge roars.

This powerful lightning seemed poised to shatter the heavens and earth into dust.

The black dwarf, who had been immobilized by Wes, finally broke free from the restraints and regained its mobility due to the strong external stimulus.

He shook his head, trying to shake off the dizziness, then gripped his battle axe tightly and charged at Wes again.

Wes raised his right hand high, then swung it down hard.

He stirred up the entire sky. The purple lightning that had been raging in the clouds suddenly turned into a torrential downpour, falling straight down with overwhelming force, as if it had received a command to charge.

Those thick bolts of lightning, like giant dragons baring their fangs and claws, carried a world-destroying power, completely covering the entire area.

In an instant, the already devastated battlefield descended into extreme chaos and terror.

A dazzling purple light flashed continuously, making everything appear eerily apocalyptic.

Each bolt of lightning was accompanied by a deafening "crack," a sound that seemed like the sky roaring in pain, crashing heavily against the eardrums of everyone present.

At this moment, beneath their feet lay a sea of ​​scorching lava, the fiery red liquid churning and surging, radiating a suffocating heat.

Huge bubbles occasionally rose from the magma, making a "gurgling" sound.

In such an environment, there was nowhere to hide. Ebony Maw and his companions were like trapped beasts in a desperate situation, forced to grit their teeth and endure the dense, rain-like lightning attacks.

"Crack!" "Crack!" The thunderous explosions echoed continuously in the area, as if they would never stop.

Time slowly passed amidst the endless roar of thunder, each second feeling like an eternity to Ebony Maw and his companions.

The thunder continued for several minutes before its doomsday-like power slowly began to subside.

As the lightning gradually subsided, the ground, already riddled with holes, was now in an even more appalling state.

The ground looked as if it had been slashed away by a giant scraper, with all the raised and sunken grooves disappearing and replaced by a relatively flat surface.

To Wes's surprise, Ebony Maw and the others were still alive after such a fierce lightning attack.

Ebony Maw and Ronan were charred black, like two pieces of charcoal that had been over-scorched by a raging fire.

They collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, each breath accompanied by violent coughing, their internal organs severely damaged by the ravages of the lightning.

Their bodies were still twitching from time to time, clearly indicating that the pain they had just endured was still lingering in their bodies.

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

Black Dwarf, with its incredibly powerful physical body, managed to withstand the overwhelming lightning attack.

However, he didn't look much better at the moment.

His body was covered in gaping wounds, deep and shallow, crisscrossing each other. Blood seeped from these wounds, mixing with his scorched skin from the lightning, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

The Nova Corps, which had been watching from afar for a long time, seized this excellent opportunity and launched an attack.

This normally well-trained army, like tigers unleashed from their cages, charged menacingly towards the invading forces.

At this time, the invading army was in complete chaos.

Because there was no strong commander on site to coordinate and direct them, they were a disorganized mess, fighting their own battles without any strategy or plan.

Moreover, there were many internal contradictions and disharmonies, and the soldiers lacked tacit understanding and trust. When faced with the sudden and fierce attack of the Nova Corps, they were unable to organize an effective resistance and could only be defeated and forced to retreat.

Some of them were still thinking about rescuing Ebony Maw and the other three who were bound by Wes's magic, after all, these four were all important figures.

Some soldiers then attempted to break through the Nova Corps' defenses in the direction where Ebony Maw and the others were located, hoping to carry out a rescue operation.

However, the Nova Corps would not let them succeed so easily.

The Nova Corps, having anticipated their move, deployed more troops along this path to intercept them.

The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce tug-of-war on this battlefield.

Wes moved his hands rapidly through a variety of complex hand gestures, and beams of mysterious light shot out from his fingertips, intertwining and swirling in the air, eventually forming three strong magical ropes.

These magical ropes, like serpents, swiftly snaked towards Ebony Maw and his companions, binding them tightly and rendering them unable to move.

Wes had long been fascinated by the physical structure of extraterrestrials, given the vastness of the universe and the bizarre diversity of life forms on different planets.

The alien invaders before us have unique appearances and abilities.

This is a rare research opportunity.

(End of this chapter)