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

Chapter 382 Candy House

Upon landing, Seraph Usopp drew his bow again. This time, three arrows were fired in a fan shape, aiming at the black armor's legs, chest, and arms respectively, forcing the black armor to divert its attention to defense.

direct attack

"Hmph! I don't believe this material has no limits."

He swiftly channeled Armament Haki into his arms, and in an instant, his arms seemed to be enveloped in a deep black aura. His muscles tensed, veins bulged, and every inch of his skin exuded a chilling sense of power.

Immediately afterwards, he moved with lightning speed, rushing straight towards the black armor.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

The collision of flesh and machine produced a dull yet powerful sound, each impact sending ripples through the surrounding air.

His speed increased rapidly, his arms waving quickly in the air, creating a blur of motion that left viewers breathless.

The black armored warriors were not to be outdone, and immediately adjusted their tactics, strengthening their defenses to meet the even more ferocious offensive.

A few seconds later, Seraph Usopp suddenly turned around and quickly retreated.

A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Clearly, the previous barrage of attacks had failed, forcing him to re-evaluate the black armor before him.

"Interesting," he murmured softly, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Immediately afterwards, he moved his hands rapidly, and the surrounding photons seemed to be summoned by some powerful force, beginning to gather and compress quickly, condensing into a rope that emitted a faint light in just a moment.

The rope, as if it had a life of its own, snaked its way toward the black armor and instantly bound it tightly.

The black armor's engine roared deafeningly, its joints twisting and turning desperately, trying to break free from the sudden restraint. However, no matter how hard it tried, the photon ropes remained motionless, tightly binding it and rendering it unable to move.

"As expected, only its defense is worth mentioning."

Seraph Usopp scoffed dismissively, his gaze passing over the black armor and landing on Hawkeye and Tony not far away.

Tony frowned, his eyes revealing seriousness and anxiety, while Hawkeye held a bow and arrow, his body slightly bent, his eyes warily watching the Seraph Usopp's every move, the bowstring already drawn halfway, ready to attack at any moment.

"Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?"

Seraph Usopp held his head high, his voice filled with provocation, declaring to Tony and Hawkeye their powerlessness and his own strength.

Tony and Hawkeye exchanged a quick glance, their eyes filled with worry and helplessness. They both knew, without uttering a word, that the situation ahead would be incredibly difficult.

"Hold him off and buy time for the captain."

Hawkeye broke the silence first, his voice low but firm.

"That's the only way."

Tony gritted his teeth and agreed.

Piloting their respective suits of armor, the two moved like two agile cheetahs, drawing dazzling arcs in the air as they clashed and charged swiftly toward Seraphim Usopp, attempting to entangle this powerful opponent through close cooperation and buy Steve crucial time to act.

Meanwhile, in the mysterious underground world.

Steve and Peter walked cautiously at the front of the group, taking each step with extreme care and scanning their surroundings warily.

Strangely, nothing unusual happened along the way; the silence was somewhat unsettling.

At first, they were worried that the seemingly ordinary flowers and plants at their feet, or even the small animals that occasionally darted out, might turn into ferocious monsters and attack them.

Therefore, even though the surroundings seemed calm, they still moved forward cautiously, step by step, their nerves stretched to the limit.

Before long, a small house suddenly appeared in their field of vision.

It was a small house made of colorful candies, exuding a dreamlike and whimsical atmosphere.

Even before you get close, you can smell that sweet, almost intoxicating aroma wafting through the air.

There's a problem, a big problem.

In such a strange and unknown underground world, the sudden appearance of such a peculiar candy house makes anyone with a sound mind keenly sense that there must be some hidden mystery inside.

"What should we do?"

Peter lowered his voice and asked his teammates, a hint of tension and confusion in his eyes.

"That's too suspicious."

The Punisher echoed in a low voice, gripping his weapon tightly, ready to deal with any potential danger.

At this point, most of the people in the group preferred to go around the candy house to avoid falling into an unknown trap.

However, Natasha had a different opinion.

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

"The enemy has extended an invitation; how can we refuse?"

After saying that, she strode towards the candy house without hesitation, her steps light yet carrying an undeniable firmness.

Steve, Peter, and the Punisher exchanged glances, and finally followed Natasha, slowly approaching the mysterious candy house.

As they got closer to the candy house, the sweet smell grew stronger, as if an invisible hand was gently tugging at their olfactory nerves.

"Gurgle~ Gurgle~"

Suddenly, Peter's stomach growled at an inopportune moment, sounding particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere.

His face flushed red instantly, and he scratched his head sheepishly. After all, he was in a stage of rapid physical growth and development, and the stressful journey had exhausted him. It was only natural that he was hungry.

Natasha walked to the door of the cottage, straightened her clothes slightly, and then politely reached out and gently knocked on the door.

"Squeak~"

With a slight sound, the door slowly opened, and a seemingly innocent little girl appeared in the doorway. Her face beamed with a warm smile as she cheerfully greeted, "Guests are here! Please come in!"

However, Peter's spider-sense surged through his body like an electric current, frantically warning him:

The little girl in front of you is not as simple as she seems; she exudes a terrifying aura that sends chills down your spine.

"Sorry to bother you."

Natasha gave a slight bow, a perfectly timed smile on her face, and politely greeted the little girl.

Her eyes quickly scanned the little girl, trying to find a clue in her expression and behavior, but the little girl seemed so innocent and elusive.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

"Natasha asked calmly, her tone gentle, as if she were just chatting with an ordinary child.

"Nami."

The little girl answered in a clear, sweet voice, as sweet as candy, making one want to get close to her.

She blinked her big, watery eyes, curiously observing the strangers in front of her, without showing any sign of unease.

(End of this chapter)