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

Chapter 433 Divine Descent

The dancers were completely unaware of the approaching danger, remaining immersed in their dance and stretching their bodies to their heart's content.

However, the vampires below the stage could no longer contain themselves. Their breathing grew heavier, and their bloodshot eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light as they stared intently at the dancers, as if they were looking at delicious dishes.

"Whoosh~"

Finally, a vampire, unable to endure hunger any longer, charged onto the stage like an arrow released from a bow.

"what!"

The dancers screamed in terror, their shrill cries echoing through the auditorium.

The vampire's teeth rapidly approached the dancer's neck, at the very last second.

With a loud "thud!", the roof of the auditorium was smashed open.

Seraph Kuzan appeared on the stage like a divine warrior descending from the heavens.

He moved swiftly, his right hand gripping the vampire's throat like an iron clamp, coldly uttering four words: "Frozen Moment."

In an instant, a powerful icy force spread rapidly from Kuzan, freezing all the vampires in the hall into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the dancers who were stunned by the sudden turn of events, Kuzan smiled slightly and said softly, "Ladies, it's time for the curtain call."

For this operation, Wes deployed a total of four Seraphim.

These seraphim were like invincible war gods on the battlefield, displaying overwhelming combat power.

In their presence, ordinary vampires are as fragile as ants, barely lasting a second.

However, the Seraphim did not kill them, after all, vampires were excellent materials for crafting the Philosopher's Stone, and not a single one could be wasted.

The vampires, of course, would not sit idly by and wait to be killed. After a brief moment of shock, they quickly organized a counterattack.

They roared and lunged at the seraphim, making a final stand.

However, their counterattack seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the Seraphim's overwhelming power, like throwing an egg against a rock.

"run!"

Someone let out a desperate roar, and the vampires snapped out of their daze and began to scatter and flee.

However, no matter how hard they ran, they could never leave the castle.

Wes had already set up a powerful barrier around the area, completely enveloping the space.

Whether they fly in the sky, burrow into the ground, or try to escape in any direction, they will eventually be teleported back into the castle by the barrier.

"Alchemy Array, activate!"

Wes clasped his hands together.

Strange runes suddenly lit up on the ground of the castle. These runes intertwined and formed a huge and complex transmutation array.

The transmutation array emitted a dazzling light, engulfing the entire castle.

"ah!!"

The piercing screams echoed within the castle as the vampires trapped by the barrier were gradually disintegrated, their bodies seemingly sliced ​​apart by countless invisible blades.

Their bodies transformed into eerie streams of light, converging in the same direction and eventually coalescing into a gem radiating an eerie red glow.

"Spare me, and I will have a great fortune."

Seeing that things were going badly, one of the vampires hurriedly begged Wes for mercy, his voice filled with fear and despair.

However, Weiss paid no heed to this; his eyes were cold and resolute, his heart filled only with a thirst for materials and a determination to achieve his goal.

"Great progenitor Lilith, you are the goddess of night."

In a hidden underground chamber, eleven clan elders knelt in a circle before Lilith's statue, reverently.

Their expressions were solemn and dignified. Each of them held a sharp dagger and slowly cut open their left chest to reveal their beating heart.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of golden blood separated from their hearts and floated in mid-air.

As the drop of blood appeared, the 11 elders visibly weakened, their faces turned as pale as paper, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

The statue of Lilith, which had been cold and silent, suddenly opened its mouth.

Eleven drops of golden blood, as if drawn by some mysterious force, flew into the statue's mouth.

In an instant, the statue's eyes slowly opened, and its previously still limbs began to move.

At first, its movements seemed stiff and mechanical, as if it had just woken up after a long slumber, but as time went on, these movements became more and more natural and fluid.

Lilith's consciousness finally descended.

"What happened that requires me to be summoned?"

Her voice was deep and majestic, as if it came from the depths of endless darkness. Because of the powerful barrier erected by the Ancient One on Earth, Lilith's ability to project her will here was already at its limit.

Just as the elders were about to explain the situation to Lilith, she suddenly looked behind them. Wes had appeared in the secret chamber without them noticing.

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

"A wizard." Lilith frowned slightly, looking Wes up and down with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

But soon, her expression turned serious.

"No, it's a demigod."

There was a hint of surprise in her voice.

"I never imagined that another demigod would be born on Earth."

Lilith scrutinized Wes with great interest.

Lilith, as the first vampire, is revered as the Goddess of the Moon and the Goddess of Darkness. Over the long course of time, she has mastered many powerful laws and is an existence of unfathomable strength.

"Nice to meet you."

Wes bowed slightly, outwardly displaying the proper courtesy, but the next second, his hands moved rapidly while he muttered something.

In an instant, a series of blazing fireballs appeared out of thin air, hurtling towards Lilith like meteors.

The air around the ball was distorted by the high temperature, making a "sizzling" sound.

Lilith remained calm and made no move to dodge or defend herself.

As the fireball approached her, the surrounding darkness seemed to come alive, like ferocious beasts, instantly engulfing the fireball.

"Little guy, your understanding of the laws is too rudimentary."

Lilith's voice carried a hint of disdain and mockery. In her long life, she had seen countless powerful beings and was naturally qualified to judge Wes's strength.

In her eyes, Weiss's application of the rules was like that of a child who had just learned to walk—naive and inexperienced.

"That's enough to deal with this one clone of yours."

Wes was not discouraged by Lilith's mockery.

He concentrated all his energy, bringing his understanding of the laws to his fingertips.

A finger slowly emerged, a point of light gathering at its tip.

This tiny glimmer of light instantly filled the faces of the 11 vampire elders present with terror.

They have an extraordinary sensitivity to danger.

The power contained in that glimmer of light made them instinctively sense the threat of death.

Almost simultaneously, the 11 elders, no longer caring about anything else, scattered and fled.

(End of this chapter)