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

Chapter 400 War Begins

"Ready to go."

Wes stood on the African savanna, his eyes filled with confidence and anticipation. He had meticulously set up a trap and was now waiting for the Time Mutation Administration to react, like a patient hunter quietly waiting for his prey to step into his snare.

The atmosphere was tense and serious in a command room of the Time Mutation Bureau. An intelligence officer quickly reported to Mr. Paradox: "Sir, the target has been spotted."

The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet command room.

"Screen his time."

Mr. Paradox issued the order without hesitation. He knew Wess's prowess well and that to successfully capture him, he had to restrict his time and not give him another chance to escape as easily as last time.

"Yes."

The intelligence officer immediately and skillfully operated the control panel, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard, and various data flashed across the screen.

A moment later, a loud reply came: "Locked."

Mr. Paradox stared intently at Wes on the screen. Wes seemed to have sensed something and gave the screen a provocative smile, as if to say, "Come on, if you dare."

"This guy did it on purpose."

Loki, watching the screen, frowned and offered a reminder.

He knew in his heart that Wes's actions were definitely not just a simple provocation, but something more.

Mr. Paradox certainly knew that Wes was doing it on purpose, but he was very confident in this carefully planned operation, after all, he had made ample preparations for this arrest.

"Set off!"

He made a decisive decision and issued the order to take action, his voice steady and powerful, carrying an unquestionable resolve.

On the other side, Wes raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "They're here!"

He keenly sensed that the space-time around him had been locked, and then several golden space-time gates slowly opened, shining with a mysterious and dazzling light.

Then, a group of dead servants walked out of the door, a scene that was incredibly bizarre and outlandish.

There is a female assassin, agile and wielding two swords, with a ruthless look in her eyes;

There was an infant Deadpool, whose appearance was very peculiar, yet it also exuded a strange aura of danger;

There's also Deadpool, the cowboy, wearing a cowboy hat and with two revolvers on his hip, looking every bit the Western cowboy...

It turns out that Mr. Paradox went to great lengths to deal with Wes, even bringing together Deadpool from the multiverse.

These Deadpools have one thing in common: they're all chatterboxes. As soon as they appear, they start talking non-stop.

"You're Wes Irwin?"

"This guy is nothing special."

"..."

The cacophony sounded like thousands of ducks quacking incessantly, making your head feel like it was about to explode.

"How come I've never seen you in a Marvel movie?"

"What new character are you?"

"You can ask Stan Lee."

He is dead.

"Oh, no wonder Marvel's stories are getting more and more outrageous."

Deadpool is the only character in Marvel who can break the fourth wall and know that he is a comic book character, so this series of words fully demonstrates his unique and funny style.

"Stop talking nonsense! I've been fed up with that handsome face for a long time, tear him to pieces!!"

The female Deadpool finally couldn't hold back any longer. With a shout, she drew her twin blades and charged towards Wes like lightning. The twin blades flashed through the air, heading straight for Wes.

Wes remained calm and composed. He flicked his finger, and a spark flew out from his fingertip.

The spark, though seemingly insignificant, grew rapidly with the wind the moment it left the fingertip, transforming into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye. It surged towards the Deadpools, instantly engulfing them all in raging flames.

"Ouch, it's burning me!"

"Damn it, I feel like I'm melting."

Even amidst the flames and the excruciating pain of being burned, these Deadpools still couldn't resist spewing nonsense, constantly yelling all sorts of bizarre and vulgar phrases, making them both infuriating and hilarious.

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

Before long, the flames gradually died down, and the Dead Servants were burned to ashes, a black mass scattered on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the Deadpools' flesh and blood rapidly regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they were standing in the same spot again, completely unharmed, as if the scene of being burned to ashes was just an illusion.

Weiss did not stop the recovery process, but stood aside and observed carefully.

This isn't just simple regeneration; it involves the rule of "death."

He pondered to himself, realizing that Deadpool's superhuman regeneration ability far exceeded the scope of ordinary superpowers.

"You bastard! You're hurting me."

The Deadpools, who were being tossed about by the weight of gravity, were still cursing and swearing. The female Deadpool was shouting at the top of her lungs, her face full of anger and resentment. But Wes acted as if he hadn't heard them and completely ignored them.

Arguing with these talkative Deadpools is an extremely foolish thing to do. Not only is it a waste of time, but you'll also get annoyed by their nonsensical words. It's better to focus on dealing with their attacks.

"4 times the force of gravity"

As Wes uttered those words softly, an invisible force spread outwards from him, instantly making the surrounding space feel much heavier.

The Deadpools who were just making a racket suddenly collapsed in large numbers, as if they had been pressed hard to the ground by an invisible hand, struggling to get up but finding it very difficult.

Although they are indeed immortal, their physical strength and power are not particularly outstanding among superheroes, and they are unable to cope with the sudden increase in gravity.

"Oh, my knees!"

Some Deadpools couldn't help but scream loudly. The increased gravity was like heavy hammers, constantly tormenting their bones. Every inch of their bones felt like it was being pierced by thousands of needles, causing unbearable pain.

"10 times the force of gravity"

Wes's eyes narrowed, and he increased the intensity of gravity once again.

Now, all the Deadpools were pinned to the ground, completely unable to move. The powerful gravity was like a mountain pressing down on them, making them feel as if their bodies were about to be crushed.

Under such intense pressure, their internal organs were constantly being damaged, but thanks to their miraculous regenerative abilities, they were constantly being repaired. This cycle repeated itself, with pain and a strange pleasure alternating in their bodies. Some Deadpools were even stimulated by this twisted sensation to the point of screaming out in ecstasy.

(End of this chapter)