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

Chapter 455 sequel

"What do we do next?"

Thor exuded a chilling aura, and the Stormbreaker trembled slightly in his hand, as if he were preparing for his impending revenge.

His gaze was piercing, sweeping over Etri and Wes in turn, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge.

They couldn't wait to get revenge on Thanos.

"Of course, we're here to get revenge on Thanos. Etri, you come with me to Earth first."

Ettri stood there quietly, his tall figure appearing incredibly lonely.

He slowly shook his head, his eyes empty yet profound.

His voice, hoarse and low with overwhelming grief, said, "I must prepare the bodies for my people."

The once bustling city of Nidavell is now a desolate wasteland. The lives of the entire dwarf race were cut short in that horrific massacre, leaving him as the last survivor.

Those clansmen who once toiled together by the furnace, discussing forging techniques, laughing and playing together, are now all cold corpses. How could he bear to leave them to rot in the wilderness, unable to let their souls find peace?

"sorry."

Thor felt a sudden pang in his heart.

Only now did he truly realize how lucky he was.

Although Asgard has been reduced to ruins and the palace that held countless glories and memories is no more, the people of Asgard are still alive. They remain a united whole and still have hope of rebuilding their home.

Eitri, however, has to face the cruel reality of his clan's extermination alone. The laughter and lively life of the past are now a distant memory, and he is left all alone. No one can truly understand his loneliness and despair.

So Thor, Wes, and Loki exchanged a glance and tacitly decided to help.

They moved among the mountains of corpses.

However, there were simply too many corpses in front of them, and even if the three of them worked with all their might, without sleep or rest, it would be difficult to complete this arduous task in a short period of time.

Wes formed hand seals and soared into the sky with a dazzling light.

After the light faded, the Seraphim, the Black Dwarf, and his people appeared.

More than 10,000 people gathered here, and the once quiet Nidavellir instantly became bustling.

The group had a clear division of labor: some were responsible for moving the body, some for cleaning the site, and some for preparing the items needed for the funeral.

For an entire day, their feet trodden on blood, they never stopped.

In the end, Aetry buried his people one by one according to the ancient customs passed down by Nidawile.

As the last handful of soil was sprinkled, Aitri seemed to have used up all his strength; his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees.

His shoulders trembled violently, and large tears, like a burst dam, gushed from his eyes, sliding down his weathered and bloodstained face and dripping onto the ground beneath his feet.

"It's just me now, it's just me now."

He kept muttering to himself.

Black Dwarf silently watched Etri, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He couldn't help but think of his own and his people's fate. If they hadn't sought refuge with Wes in their desperate situation, they might have been mercilessly exterminated under Thanos's iron heel, just like the dwarves.

The relief of surviving the ordeal and the sympathy for Etri's plight weighed heavily on his heart.

With such mixed feelings, he slowly walked forward and gently patted Ettrium's arm, trying to give him some comfort and strength in this silent way.

Thor gripped the axe handle tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His gaze revealed unwavering determination and resolve, as if it could pierce through the endless universe and meet Thanos's cold face: "I will use it to cut off Thanos's head."

However, in the vast and boundless universe, with its twinkling stars, where exactly is Thanos hiding?

In fact, they don't need to actively search like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Thanos's insane and obsessive goal was to collect all six Infinity Stones in order to realize his twisted plan to "balance the universe".

Currently, the three powerful gems—Reality, Mind, and Power—are in Wes's hands;

The Time Stone is now guarded by the new Sorcerer Supreme, Stephen Strange.

The Space Stone was sent by Odin, the great god-king of Asgard, to the collector of the universe;

As for the Soul Stone, legend has it that it is hidden on the mysterious and dangerous planet Vormir.

Therefore, Wes and his companions only need to wait patiently. Thanos, in order to complete his insane plan and obtain the coveted Infinity Stone, will inevitably come to them on his own initiative.

Wes was very interested in Etri, this tall man with exceptional skills.

Eitrich's astonishing abilities in the field of forging are unparalleled in the universe.

Wes wanted to bring him to his side.

After the busy funeral, Wes found Etri and sincerely expressed his thoughts to him, his words full of expectation and sincerity.

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

Unfortunately, Atreus declined.

He decided to stay in Nidavellir.

This place holds the memories of his people, the homes they built together, and the furnace that symbolizes the wisdom and strength of the dwarves.

"I will guard Nidavellir, the forge of the dwarves, to prevent it from going out again. This is my duty, and my final promise to my people."

His voice was soft, but full of determination.

Wes understood Etri's decision and didn't insist.

Everyone has their own principles and mission, and Aetry's deep affection for his homeland and people is deeply admired by everyone.

Thor, Wes, and Loki bid farewell to Etrigue and embarked on their journey back to Earth.

However, they never expected that as soon as they returned to Earth, before they could even catch their breath, Stephen Strange would come knocking on their door.

"You've come to drive us away."

Thor has gone through countless hardships and life-or-death trials and is no longer the reckless man who only knows how to swing his hammer and charge recklessly.

Now, he has a deeper understanding of the rules of the universe and the entanglements of various forces. He also understands the responsibility of the Sorcerer Supreme—to protect the Earth and resist all threats from the outside world. As outsiders, the Asgardians may be regarded as potential destabilizing factors.

"No, the previous Sorcerer Supreme made an agreement with Odin that the Asgardians who lost their homeland could settle on Earth."

Stephen Strange shook his head, his long robe fluttering in the wind, exuding an otherworldly aura.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Stephen slowly uttered a name: "Thanos".

This single name seemed to carry an immense weight, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

This name was familiar to everyone present.

"We need to have a serious talk," Stephen said, shrugging. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

(End of this chapter)