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

Chapter 376 Another Realm

Outside Washington, D.C., a group of superheroes stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, their eyes filled with shock and bewilderment as they stared at the U.S. capital, which seemed like a strange, alien world.

"Is this really Washington? How can this be! Are you sure it's not a fairy tale?"

Peter looked as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world. His eyes were wide open like saucers, and his mouth was slightly open involuntarily, so that he could absorb more of the absurd yet incredibly shocking scene before him.

Looking up, a huge dragon spread its wings in the sky, its wings covering the sky and the wind it brought up as it roared past made the ground tremble. It exuded a cold aura, and its scales shimmered with a cold light in the dim light.

On the snow, packs of agile snow wolves roamed freely, their dark green eyes standing out against the white world, their deep growls rising and falling as if declaring their dominance over any intruders.

All sorts of creatures that only exist in fantasy legends now brazenly make Washington their home, roaming and playing freely.

"Cool!! This is incredibly cool! Is this still the Earth we know?"

Someone, unable to contain their excitement, let out a long whistle, a whistle filled with amazement, excitement, and a hint of eager anticipation for the unknown.

However, just as everyone was immersed in this dreamlike scene, the Punisher, who had been silent all along, spoke in a low and serious voice, his face as solemn as the leaden clouds before a storm: "Not cool at all. Don't be fooled by appearances; these are all our enemies."

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck the hearts of everyone like a heavy hammer, gradually bringing the heroes, who were blinded by novelty, back to their senses and making them realize the enormous crisis lurking behind the seemingly wondrous scene before them.

Outside Washington, D.C., a city blanketed in snow and ice, seemingly from another world, the atmosphere was heavy, like leaden clouds pressing down from above.

Jessica Jones bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with solemnity and determination. She slammed her fists together, making a dull thud, and broke the silence first: "Our opponent is a wizard. Could these creatures have all been created by him?"

His words carried a hint of doubt, but more so a wariness of an unknown enemy.

"Who knows?" One of the heroes shrugged, looking helpless. In this fantastical and absurd scene, everyone was filled with confusion.

"Guys, something seems wrong." Daredevil's body trembled slightly as his incredibly sharp hearing caught a faint sound.

He subconsciously tensed all his muscles, like a cheetah poised to pounce, ready to deal with any crisis that might arise at any moment.

Almost simultaneously, the dragons flying in the sky seemed to receive some kind of command. They, which had been wandering aimlessly, instantly locked onto the superheroes on the ground. With a powerful flap of their huge wings, carrying a biting cold wind, they swooped down on the heroes like black lightning at an astonishing speed, closing the distance to them in the blink of an eye.

They opened their gaping maws and spewed out streams of chilling frost, which shot down like sharp arrows, freezing the air wherever they passed.

"Get out of the way!"

A loud shout pierced the sky, and the well-trained superheroes reacted instantly, quickly scattering in all directions with agility and decisiveness, like a school of startled fish fleeing in all directions.

The Punisher, his eyes cold, threw a Molotov cocktail.

The incendiary bomb traced an arc in the air before colliding violently with the oncoming frost.

In an instant, ice and fire mingled, and water vapor spread rapidly like a surging sea of ​​clouds, enveloping the battlefield.

Fortunately, because the holographic glasses did not cause the superheroes to lose their vision, they were still able to clearly perceive everything happening around them.

Seeing this, the superheroes no longer hesitated and each used all their skills to attack the flying dragon in the sky.

The Punisher knelt on one knee, steadily holding up the sniper rifle, his eyes behind the scope as cold and sharp as a star.

"Bang"

A bullet whistled out and accurately blew a dragon's head off.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a bizarre scene unfolded: the dragon whose head had been blown off suddenly glowed with light at the wound, and in just a moment, its head reformed, perfectly intact, as if it had never been injured, and it lunged at the heroes again, baring its fangs and claws.

Steve throws out his signature shield.

The shield spun rapidly in the air, whistling through the wind, and precisely severed the wing of a dragon. Before the severed wing even hit the ground, the howling wind and snow around it seemed to come alive, quickly condensing into new wings and giving the dragon the ability to fly again.

"These are not real living beings; they possess the characteristic of immortality!"

Steve loudly announced his discovery to everyone.

Others were also discovered during the fierce battle.

"We must find their core, or this will never end."

Someone shouted out amidst the chaos, pointing the way for this arduous battle.

"Their weakness is their eyes!!"

Then, in the midst of a chaotic attack, a superhero accidentally hits the dragon in the eye and is surprised to find that it cannot heal as quickly as other parts of the body.

Everyone's spirits lifted; knowing the weaknesses would make things much easier.

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

The superheroes began to work together, some distracting the dragons while others attacked their eyes. After a hard-fought battle, they finally defeated the group of dragons.

"Ha, it's nothing serious!" A young, spirited hero wiped the sweat from his brow, a smug smile on his face.

However, before his smile could fully bloom, it froze on his face for the next second.

Looking up, groups of flying dragons circled in the sky, blocking out the sun and pressing down like dark clouds, making it hard to breathe.

On the ground, countless snow wolves, deer, and all sorts of unidentifiable animals stared intently at the superheroes with their eerie blue eyes, their gazes filled with icy hostility.

The sheer number of them was despair-inducing; as far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight. Even if these battle-hardened heroes were to die from exhaustion, it seemed they still couldn't defeat such a massive "army."

Steve yelled at the top of his lungs, "Tony!! We need backup!!"

"receive."

A moment later, a deep and resounding boom, like rolling thunder, came from afar.

Twelve silver armored suits streaked across the sky like meteors, their metallic shells reflecting a cold light in the pale sunlight. They hurtled in in perfect formation, instantly drawing the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

These suits of armor are Tony Stark's masterpieces, with every detail showcasing cutting-edge technology.

Tony, piloting his armor, coldly surveyed the chaos below through the display screen.

As the command was given, the weapon system was quickly activated, and a dense array of sensors precisely locked onto the surging horde of fantastical creatures below.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

Missiles, engulfed in flames, emerged one after another from the armor's launch bay, trailing long plumes of fire, like sharp swords piercing straight into the enemy ranks.

(End of this chapter)