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

Chapter 388 Interruption

"You're next, little spider."

Seraph Nami's sweet voice now sounded like a curse from hell. She slightly raised her chin, her eyes flashing with cruel light, and licked her lips, like a beast about to pounce on its prey, enjoying the excitement before the hunt.

Peter felt a chill run down his spine. His spider senses were screaming warnings, and the sharp, stinging pain seemed to be ringing countless alarm bells in his mind, foreshadowing the imminent deadly danger.

Peter instinctively lowered his head, and in that instant, he saw a dark shadow flash past his eyes. The tail had just sliced ​​through the air when the sharp sound of the wind was like the howl of death, causing his heart to race to its limit.

"Precognition? Too bad you're too slow!"

Seraph Nami snorted coldly, her figure moving like a ghost as she swiftly approached Peter, delivering a knee strike that whistled through the air and slammed into Peter's abdomen.

Peter felt a tremendous force, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

Just then, Daniland seized the opportunity, took a deep breath, and gathered his energy into his fist, which faintly glowed around it.

Taking advantage of the brief opening after Seraph Nami attacked Peter, he suddenly rushed forward and successfully landed a sneak attack on Seraph Nami's face.

However, to his astonishment, Seraph Nami stood motionless, as if his full-force attack was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"Your fists are too weak."

Seraph Nami's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. Her hand shot out like lightning, tightly gripping Daniland's wrist, and then she twisted it sharply.

With a sharp "crack," Danny Land's wrist was broken, the bone exposed to the air, and blood gushed out instantly. He screamed in agony, his face turning ashen.

"I heard your nickname is 'Iron Fist'," Seraph Nami scoffed, her eyes full of mockery. "Compared to another 'Iron Fist,' you're utterly pathetic."

The battle was so one-sided that it was despairing; within minutes, most of the superheroes had been killed or wounded.

The battlefield was littered with severed limbs and broken weapons, and the ground was stained a glaring red with blood.

Most of the remaining people also lost confidence. Their eyes were filled with fear and confusion. The enemy's strength far exceeded their imagination. It was like an insurmountable chasm standing in front of them, making it impossible for them to see any glimmer of victory.

"Rainy Feet in Disarray"

Seraph Nami leaped high into the air, her legs moving rapidly and creating afterimages. Her storm of slashes, like sharp blades, enveloped the superheroes.

Several superheroes were unable to dodge in time and were instantly cleaved in two by the fierce slash. Their bodies fell like broken dolls, and their life force was mercilessly extinguished in that instant.

Those who survived were also badly wounded, their armor tattered, their bodies covered in blood and wounds, some even unable to stand steadily, yet they still stubbornly gripped their weapons, their eyes revealing a trace of unyielding spirit. But this spirit seemed so insignificant and powerless in the face of a powerful enemy.

"Too weak."

Seraph Nami slowly conjured a ball of black flame in her hand. The flame leaped and emitted a chilling aura, as if it would devour everything around it.

"This strike will annihilate you all!"

Her voice was cold and resolute, as if it were a pronouncement from the Grim Reaper.

However, just as she was about to launch her attack, her movements suddenly stopped.

"Yes, sir, I obey your command." Seraph Nami's gaze fell on Steve, a subtle, unusual glint in her eyes: "How fortunate, sir wants to see you."

"I also have a lot to say to Wes."

Steve's face was grim. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, his heart filled with anger and helplessness.

He instructed Natasha to stay and take care of the wounded, his eyes filled with determination and concern. In this dark moment, he remained a pillar of support for everyone.

But how could Natasha and Peter feel at ease letting Steve go to see Wes alone? They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with worry and determination.

"We have no choice."

After they finished speaking, they followed the two seraphim into the candy house.

However, as soon as they stepped into the room, the scene before them suddenly changed, and they found themselves in another place.

A towering pagoda stands before you, its ancient and mysterious aura emanating from it.

Outside the tower is a vast field of medicinal herbs, where colorful herbs sway gently in the breeze, releasing a captivating fragrance.

You can also see a group of little elves busily tending to the medicinal fields. They are small in size and agile in their movements, like a group of dancing elves, adding a touch of vitality and agility to this mysterious land.

"These little things are Tontatta, aren't they cute?" Seraph Nami seemed like a different person. She squatted down, gently picked up a Tontatta, and gave it a candy with a gentle smile. She looked like an ordinary little girl who liked pets, completely devoid of the brutality and ruthlessness she had shown on the battlefield.

"Let's go."

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

Seraph Sanji casually put his hands in his pockets and led the way with seemingly nonchalant yet uniquely rhythmic steps.

Following in his footsteps, we soon arrived at the entrance to the tower.

Just then, they encountered the Seraph Usopp.

Usopp was carrying someone on his shoulder; that person was none other than Tony, who was seriously injured.

Tony's face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and his armor was badly damaged, with wisps of smoke rising from many places, clearly indicating that he had just experienced an extremely fierce battle.

Seraph Usopp also had minor abrasions, his clothes were slightly torn, and a few strands of hair were scattered messily on his forehead.

"Looks like your opponent is quite interesting." Seraph Nami crossed her arms, staring at Tony with great interest, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"It's alright. His armor is quite interesting, and the Doctor is very interested in it."

Seraph Usopp shrugged slightly, a smug smile on his face.

"I see." Nami nodded slightly, just about to say something more.

Just then, the entrance to the tower slowly opened, and a bright light shone out from inside.

Seraph Hawkeye strode out with steady steps, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

His brow furrowed slightly when his gaze fell on the unconscious Tony.

"That won't do."

He muttered something under his breath, then quickly pulled a bottle of medicine from his pocket and skillfully and nimbly poured it into Tony's mouth.

(End of this chapter)