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

Chapter 402 Counter-tracking

Loki, the god of deception known for his cunning and manipulative nature, was now in a very embarrassing situation. He never expected that he would be outmaneuvered by someone else.

For him, who was always proud and arrogant, this was like being slapped hard across the face. He was filled with shame and resentment, feeling that he had nowhere to put his old face.

If it weren't for the special bloodline of the Frost Giant flowing through his veins, which endowed him with a stronger physique and a certain degree of resistance to blows than ordinary people, he would probably have been blown to pieces by the power released by that explosion just now.

Even so, Loki was covered in wounds, his once gorgeous and exquisite clothes were now tattered and stained with dust and blood, making him look like a drowned rat that had just crawled out of a swamp.

Wes hasn't used his full strength yet.

They showed some leniency, more or less out of respect for Thor.

Just as Loki was secretly annoyed by his embarrassing situation, the ground around him began to shake violently without warning. The entire ground was like a turbulent sea, rising and falling violently, making it impossible for anyone to stand firm.

The surrounding rocks seemed to be controlled by a mysterious and powerful force, rapidly converging and piecing themselves together in the same place.

In the blink of an eye, a giant 100 meters tall was born out of thin air. Its enormous body was like a towering mountain, blocking out the sky and casting a large shadow.

Its fist is larger than imagined, resembling a real mountain peak covered with jagged rocks, appearing incredibly hard.

The giant raised its mountain-like fist high, and with overwhelming force, slammed it down in Loki's direction. The whistling wind was like the roar of death, as if it wanted to crush Loki completely.

"Damn it!"

Loki was alarmed upon seeing this. He quickly concentrated all his magic power, chanting incantations and rapidly waving his hands to create a protective shield in front of him to block the giant's unstoppable attack.

A green magic shield instantly formed in front of him.

However, the giant's strength was far too great, exceeding everyone's imagination. The moment its fist touched the shield, it was like a heavy truck speeding along crashing into a fragile glass wall. With a loud "boom," the shield was instantly shattered.

Fortunately, although the shield only existed for a moment, it bought Loki a precious amount of time, allowing him to use his agility to narrowly roll to the side and dodge the fatal punch.

The giant's fist slammed heavily into the ground, instantly kicking up clouds of dust and sand. The surrounding ground was as if it had been hit by a giant bomb, creating a huge crater. Debris flew everywhere, dust billowed, and the entire earth trembled violently as if a small earthquake had occurred. The once flat ground also dropped several meters, and everything around was destroyed beyond recognition by the powerful impact.

Enraged by its missed attack, the giant's already somewhat ferocious face became even more distorted, and its enormous eyes flashed with furious red light.

It began to swing its fists wildly, pounding the ground rapidly and frantically like raindrops.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of deafening explosions rang out in succession. Each punch blasted a deep crater in the ground, shattering the surrounding land into pieces, sending sand and gravel flying everywhere, creating a chaotic and terrifying scene.

The once clear view was completely obscured by the thick smoke and dust. Everything around became blurry and indistinct. All that could be heard was the giant's furious roar and the booming sound of his fists hitting the ground. It was impossible to distinguish east from west, north from south, or see any other people or objects.

Inside the tense and busy command center of the Time Mutation Management Bureau, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Mr. Paradox frowned deeply, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks without his noticing. He anxiously shouted the order: "Lock onto him!"

His voice became somewhat hoarse due to nervousness and anxiety.

We must find Wes's whereabouts as soon as possible.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon receiving the order, the intelligence personnel immediately began to work diligently.

Their fingers tapped incessantly on the keyboard, the sound of which was exceptionally clear in the command room, where only the sounds of various instruments humming could be heard.

Their eyes were glued to the screen, where countless data points flashed by rapidly.

Strangely, no matter how hard they tried and used various high-tech methods, they couldn't find Wes's shadow.

He simply vanished into thin air without leaving a trace, leaving everyone both confused and anxious, making the already tense atmosphere even more so.

Just when everyone was in a state of panic, an alarm suddenly went off in the Time Mutation Management Bureau, the sharp and piercing sound instantly breaking the tension and silence.

"alarm!"

"alarm!"

"alarm!"

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

The urgent, repetitive sounds grew louder and louder with each one, making people feel increasingly uneasy.

A similarly urgent and serious voice came over the loudspeaker: "Intrusion detected!! All personnel on high alert!"

In an instant, a blinding red light shone within the Administration Bureau, illuminating the entire space in a crimson glow, as if it had been stained with blood. The light reflected on everyone's faces, making them appear as if blood was flowing down their faces.

"Damn it, he's tracking us in reverse!"

Mr. Paradox's expression changed, and a strong sense of foreboding welled up in his heart. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, and he quickly walked to the control panel, pressing several buttons rapidly with both hands.

As he operated the controls, an image appeared on the large screen.

The scene depicted on screen made everyone gasp in shock.

Before the operation, Deadpool stole a shuttle.

It was with this stolen shuttle that Wes was able to trace their route back to the Time Mutation Administration.

"Stop him!!"

Seeing this, Mr. Paradox shouted at the top of his lungs.

All the technicians snapped out of their daze and tried their best to remotely close the spacetime tunnel to stop Wes's intrusion.

Everyone's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and their eyes were filled with anxiety and despair, but it was too late.

(End of this chapter)