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

Chapter 381 Intelligence

"Sir!" The sharp voice seemed to pierce through the chaotic noise and went straight into Tony's ears.

However, the situation was now extremely critical. The arrow in Usopp's hand was like a black lightning bolt, carrying a sharp killing intent, and it sped toward Tony at an unimaginable speed.

The arrow was so fast it was tearing through the air; at the last second, it was about to strike its target precisely. However, Tony, still trapped under the mountain of rubble because of his black armor, had no time to protect him.

Seraph Usopp had already clearly envisioned the horrific scene of Tony's body being mercilessly pierced by that arrow in his mind, and the corners of his mouth even turned up slightly.

But just as the arrow was about to touch Tony, a flash of cold light shot out from the side. With a "whoosh," another arrow accurately struck the arrow shot by Seraph Usopp, and the impact caused both arrows to change direction instantly.

Usopp's arrow pierced through several buildings before disappearing into the distance.

"Is there anyone else?"

Seraph Usopp suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction the arrow had come from, his eyes filled with vigilance and doubt.

However, he did not find any trace of anyone in his field of vision. He even activated his Observation Haki to the fullest extent, trying to sense every move around him, but strangely, he did not detect anything, as if the arrow had appeared out of thin air.

"Hmph! Hiding its head and showing its tail."

Seraph Usopp snorted coldly, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes. He quickly drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and shot it without hesitation in the direction he thought someone might be hiding.

As the arrow was released, the air seemed to be torn apart, producing a buzzing sound.

A transparent outline slowly emerged, revealing another suit of armor hidden in the shadows.

"Thanks, Clint."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the armor appear and said gratefully.

"Unfortunately, I've been exposed." Clint's voice came from his armor, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

It turns out that Hawkeye, in addition to Tony, had also stayed behind, but he cleverly hid in the shadows of the battlefield, waiting for the best opportunity.

The two had originally devised a plan in which Tony would draw enemy fire from the open, thus creating an excellent opportunity for Hawkeye to launch a sneak attack.

But now, this sudden change has completely disrupted their plans, causing Hawkeye to expose his position prematurely.

"Hawkeye?" Seraph Usopp stared intently at Hawkeye before him, his eyes filled with disdain. "One of my companions is named 'Hawkeye,' but you're far weaker than him."

"Really?" Hawkeye's heart skipped a beat, keenly sensing that this might be a good opportunity to extract information. So, he asked calmly, "Is your companion as skilled as you?"

"More or less."

Seraph Usopp naturally knew that Hawkeye was trying to extract information, but he didn't care at all. After fighting with these people just now, he was certain that they were no match for him. So what if they knew some information?

"Are you also skilled in archery?"

While secretly observing Hawkeye's every move, Seraph Usopp asked a question, his hand gripping the bow and arrow tightly, ready to deal with any possible attack.

"Just a little bit," Clint replied modestly, but his hands moved swiftly, and in the brief pause between words, he quickly drew his bow and fired three arrows in quick succession.

The three arrows flew towards the Seraph Usopp with a sharp whistling sound, each arrow's trajectory precisely aimed at his vital points.

"Good accuracy, but too weak," Seraph Usopp calmly commented, his body moving like a ghost as he easily dodged the three arrows with a slight dodge.

Immediately afterwards, he slammed his right foot into the ground, leaving a shallow footprint. With this powerful burst of force, his body, like a black whirlwind, instantly broke through to Hawkeye's right side.

"His close-combat ability is too weak."

"Seraph Usopp said coldly, raising his right leg high and then sweeping it across with a whooshing sound."

Seeing this, Hawkeye was shocked and quickly rolled away to barely avoid it.

But before he could stand up, Seraph Usopp's right foot slammed down, about to crush Hawkeye.

The Hulkbuster armor arrived just in time, standing in front of Hawkeye and blocking the fatal blow for him.

Hawkeye seized the opportunity to create distance between himself and Seraph Usopp, while simultaneously drawing an arrow, nocking it on his bow, and pulling it back forcefully.

As the explosive arrow detonated beside Seraph Usopp, the immense impact kicked up clouds of dust and sand, and the surrounding air seemed to ignite instantly, with waves of heat rolling in.

However, as the smoke gradually dissipated, to everyone's astonishment, Seraph Usopp stood unharmed in the same spot. His figure appeared remarkably calm in the firelight, and there was even a faint mocking smile on his face.

"Your armor is much more interesting than the pacifist's."

Seraph Usopp tilted his head slightly, a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and praised Tony.

[Here's another piece of intelligence.]

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

Tony became secretly wary, and the thought flashed through his mind in an instant.

In other words, Wes has other helpers.

His mind was like a rapidly operating precision machine, constantly sorting through and analyzing the existing intelligence, trying to find the enemy's weaknesses or exploitable flaws.

However, as he thought more deeply, he felt the situation was not optimistic, and the conclusion he reached made him frown deeply; the situation was not good.

Tony took a deep breath, focused his attention, and slowly pulled out the black armor that was trapped under the rubble.

He glanced at the Hulkbuster armor, which had become tattered after only a few rounds in the hands of Seraph Usopp, and inwardly groaned.

Now that things have come to this, all we can do is send the black armor up in the hopes of temporarily holding off Seraph Usopp's fierce attacks and buying ourselves more time to come up with a solution.

The thrusters on the legs of the black armor instantly spewed out eerie blue flames, propelling it towards Seraph Usopp like a black lightning bolt.

His right fist was raised high, whistling through the air, and slammed down hard on his opponent.

Seraph Usopp remained calm and nimbly dodged the fierce attack with a swift sidestep.

At the same time, he quickly drew his longbow to its full length, and an arrow gleaming with cold light was released instantly, flying straight towards the head of the black-armored warrior with a sharp whistling sound.

The power of the arrow was neutralized by the vibranium, leaving the black armor completely unharmed.

Its rotating turret on its waist activated, and several small missiles roared out, drawing arcs in the air as they enveloped Seraph Usopp.

Seeing this, Seraph Usopp's lips curled up slightly. He pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped high into the air. With a somersault in the air, he skillfully avoided the missile's attack range, like a nimble swallow.

(End of this chapter)