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

Chapter 478 Surprise Attack

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the magnificent and mysterious magical mansion of Dawn City, Lucius Malfoy stood respectfully before Wes, his back slightly bent, his face displaying his usual shrewdness and caution.

He held in his hand a list written on ancient parchment, densely filled with information about the wizards who had moved to Dawn City.

"There are currently 35696 wizards in Dawn City..."

Lucius’s voice was steady and deep, and every word was clearly heard by Wes.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze quickly sweeping across Wes's face, trying to catch a glimpse of approval of the number in his expression. However...

However, Wes frowned slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"That's too little."

Weiss stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the spacious room.

A typical Quidditch match can attract 100,000 wizards, while the total number of wizards in the world is only over 700,000.

In comparison, the current population of Dawn City is far too small.

Some pure-blood families, considering themselves noble, hold certain resources and power, waiting to be sold in this transformation of the magical world.

They attempted to leverage their family connections to negotiate with Wes and gain more benefits and privileges.

But most wizards are unwilling to leave their hometowns.

They had lived on their land for many years and knew every street and every magic shop well.

Their family cemetery is here, and their memories are here too.

Unless forced to, no one would willingly leave their homeland for an unknown world.

They were accustomed to their original magical way of life, and while they were full of curiosity about Dawn City, they also had deep concerns.

They were worried about losing their status there and about not being able to adapt to the new environment.

However, most of the dark creatures, such as werewolves, vampires, and giants, sided with Wes.

These dark creatures lived in extremely harsh conditions in their original magical world.

Werewolves suffer from the pain of the full moon every month and are also discriminated against and hunted by other wizards;

Vampires can only operate at night, hiding in dark corners, constantly fearing being discovered;

Giants were seen as symbols of barbarity and danger, and were ostracized by the magical world.

The immense power that Wes displayed gave them hope of changing their fate.

In the new world, they may be treated equally and have the opportunity to live a normal life.

Wes knew that these dark creatures needed a home of their own, a place where they could live in peace and no longer suffer discrimination and persecution.

So he decided to build a city for them.

On a vast, boundless wasteland, Wes stood still, his magical power surging and churning like a raging tide.

He raised his hands high, and the ground began to shake violently, with cracks spreading out like a spider web.

Huge rocks slowly rose from the depths of the earth, as if controlled by a pair of invisible giant hands, spinning and piecing together rapidly in the air.

In just a few minutes, a magnificent city rose from the wasteland.

Tall and sturdy city walls surrounded the area.

The dark creatures gathered to one side, staring in disbelief at what was happening.

Witnessing a city take shape in an instant under Weiss's leadership, the shock I feel is indescribable.

They all knelt down, bowing and worshipping Weiss, their eyes filled with awe and submission.

In their eyes, such power was nothing short of a divine gift, and Wes was their salvation.

"It seems we haven't put enough pressure on the magic world," Wes thought to himself as he looked at the current state of Dawn City.

He certainly wouldn't negotiate with those so-called pure-blood families; in his plan, there was no room for compromise or concession.

Since they are attached to their hometown and unwilling to join voluntarily, we can only force them to comply.

Having embarked on this path that would ignite a dimensional war, Wes was already prepared to be stained with countless drops of blood.

Dimensional wars are always built on blood and paved with corpses, and this time, let's treat it as a brutal rehearsal.

On the fourth day, Wes arrived alone on the streets of Tokyo.

He was dressed in a long black robe, making him stand out from the crowd.

Passersby cast curious glances and commented on the strangely dressed person.

"Cosplay?" a young girl said softly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"He's quite handsome," her companion chimed in.

However, they were completely unaware that a huge disaster was about to befall them.

Suddenly, a violent roar came from the sky, as if something was being torn apart.

A massive rift slowly appeared, within which light flickered, connecting to another world.

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Immediately afterwards, the wizards emerged from the crack one after another, riding flying broomsticks or floating in the air.

"What's that?" a passerby exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the sky.

People around looked up and stared, their faces showing disbelief.

"Is it a person?" someone asked doubtfully.

"How could that be?" another person shook their head in denial. At first, people thought they were seeing things.

However, as the wizards swooped down, they finally realized something was wrong.

"Hey, they're coming down."

Terrified screams erupted from the crowd.

People began to flee in panic, screams and shouts rising and falling.

The dark wizards laughed wildly in the air, waving their wands wildly, and streaks of black light shot towards the ground like lightning.

Tens of thousands of wizards invaded Tokyo without warning, plunging the bustling metropolis into chaos and panic.

Cars were speeding through the streets, shop windows were smashed to pieces, and people were running for their lives, but there was nowhere to hide.

And this was just the beginning of Wes's plan.

He waved his hand, drawing a sharp arc in the air, and gave the order.

Tens of thousands of wizards sprang into action instantly, swiftly dividing into four teams according to plan, and rushing toward their respective targets like four black torrents.

The first group of wizards sped towards the royal palace. They formed a neat line in the air, their wands flashing with an eerie light.

Upon seeing this sudden and unusual phenomenon, the guards of the Imperial Palace immediately became alert and grabbed their weapons.

However, their resistance seemed so insignificant in the face of the wizards' powerful magic.

The wizards chanted incantations, and powerful beams of magic rained down like a storm, instantly piercing through the guards' defenses.

The guards screamed in agony as they collapsed in pools of blood.

Without pausing, the wizards continued their charge into the royal palace, causing the palace walls to collapse wherever they went.

The shaman who protects the Japanese imperial family did not expect that someone would launch a surprise attack on the Imperial Palace in broad daylight.

It only lasted a few minutes.

They were killed by the well-prepared invaders.

(End of this chapter)