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

Chapter 280 Arrival

In just ten minutes, they traversed half the world; their speed and maneuverability were simply unimaginable.

Luo sighed inwardly, marveling at the technological prowess displayed by the spaceship, which far exceeded his understanding.

This is no longer a simple means of transportation.

If Wess wanted, he could use this spaceship to launch a surprise attack on any country in a very short time.

This power is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of countries around the world, inspiring fear and trepidation.

"Let's go, let's see the land of love, passion and toys," Wes said, taking the lead and walking forward.

Without making any disguise, the group swaggered into the capital.

As soon as you step inside, a rich fragrance of flowers fills the air.

This place is like a sea of ​​flowers, with all kinds of colorful flowers blooming in competition, covering the entire island.

They either hang beautifully on flower walls along the street or cluster in exquisite flower beds. A gentle breeze blows, and the flowers sway softly, sending forth waves of intoxicating fragrance.

This island is world-renowned for its delicious food, with restaurants and food stalls of all styles scattered throughout the streets.

The enticing aromas of the food filled the air, tantalizing people's taste buds.

The tender and juicy roasted meat sizzles on the rotating grill, its skin roasted to a golden brown and crispy, emitting a unique caramelized aroma;

Exquisite desserts are like works of art, with vibrant colors, delicate cream, and sweet fruit perfectly paired, allowing you to experience a burst of sweetness on your tongue with every bite.

Besides the food and music, the young women and their sexy dance moves are a major selling point.

Everywhere you look, you can see slender women dancing to cheerful music.

Dressed in brightly colored and boldly designed outfits, they exuded charm with every movement. Their graceful figures and captivating eyes drew the attention of countless tourists.

However, just as its nickname "Island of Love and Passion" suggests, the excessive obsession with love also creates a strong sense of jealousy among the women.

Here, love is like a flame that burns too fiercely; a slight misstep can turn everything to ashes.

Women will not hesitate to commit the horrific act of assassinating their partners if betrayed by a man.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more ruthless she is. Her love and hate are as intense as a volcanic eruption, and she can be described as having a clear distinction between love and hate.

Therefore, emotional disputes, and even physical conflicts, are common occurrences.

For example, the scene right in front of Wes and his friends.

A beautiful woman with fiery red lips, her lips as bright and dazzling as burning flames, her delicate face distorted with anger and sorrow.

She gripped a sharp dagger tightly in her hand, raised it high, and plunged it fiercely towards the blond man's heart.

"Pfft!" The dagger pierced the blond man's chest without any resistance, and blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing onto the surrounding ground and forming shocking blood flowers.

"You said you only loved me." The beautiful woman was in tears, her tears streaming down her face like a string of pearls.

Every tear was filled with her pain, anger, and despair—a deep wound inflicted by betrayal in love.

Blood trickled from the corner of the man's mouth after he was stabbed, but there was no fear in his eyes, only a hint of relief.

He gently stroked the beautiful woman's face, a tender and lingering gesture, as if bidding her a final farewell, before he breathed his last.

"That way you'll be mine alone."

The beautiful woman murmured to herself, her eyes revealing a kind of mad love.

After saying that, she didn't hesitate to slit her own neck with the dagger. Blood gushed from her neck, flowing down her fair skin and quickly forming a pool of blood at her feet.

Her body slowly fell, embracing the man, unwilling to be separated until death.

"Are the people here really that crazy?"

The Heart Pirates were taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

Pekin's eyes widened, his face filled with terror.

Xia Qi frowned, his eyes filled with shock. He found it hard to accept this extreme way of expressing his emotions.

Bepo clung tightly to Law's leg, its furry body trembling, its round eyes filled with fear.

They simply couldn't imagine that the people of this country were so extreme, and that love could exist in such a dangerous and insane way.

"This is love!!" A local from Delos Rosa, who witnessed all this, had tears welling up in his eyes and even shed some.

Their faces were filled with a sense of reverence, appreciating this tragic love story.

Then, he picked up an instrument from beside him and began to play a melodious yet sorrowful piece of music.

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

Others around them joined in, dancing to the rhythm of the music in this unique way to commemorate the deceased couple.

Their dance was filled with praise for love and regret for the deceased; it was an expression of the belief in the supremacy of love, even if that love was filled with bloodshed and madness.

Looking at all this, Wes felt a mixture of bewilderment and awe.

He couldn't understand such extreme emotions and behaviors, but he could sense that the people here had an almost religious devotion to love.

"Stay away from the women here," Luo said seriously. The others nodded quickly; they didn't want to get caught up in this crazy emotional vortex.

However, it must be said that this trend has brought many tourists to Delos Rosa.

Many male tourists, in particular, hope to find their true love in this country.

The group strolled around the bustling streets of Delos Rosa like ordinary tourists.

The streets are lined with a dazzling array of shops, their colorful signs shimmering in the sunlight.

"Is this really okay?" Bepo's furry body arched slightly as it warily surveyed its surroundings, its large, round eyes filled with suspicion.

Its tiny ears twitched every now and then, catching any suspicious sounds in the surroundings.

"We're in the enemy's lair," it said in a low voice, with a barely perceptible tremor in it.

Doflamingo's influence extends throughout Dressrosa, where enemy spies may be lurking in every corner. They are like walking on a tightrope full of traps, constantly facing danger.

In fact, Luo was also very uneasy. His brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was far from at peace.

Every passerby who walked past them, every seemingly casual glance that met theirs, made their nerves tense.

He knew Doflamingo's methods well; once they were exposed, they would be met with an overwhelming attack.

(End of this chapter)