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

Chapter 485 The Expedition

In that spacious and bright study, which was filled with mysterious items, Wes was casually flipping through the ancient books that had been passed down for thousands of years by the pure-blood family.

Each book carries the story of a family's rise and fall, and records the precious experiences of countless predecessors in exploring magic. However, in Wes's eyes, they do not seem to have reached the level he expected.

So-so.

As Weiss flipped through the pages, he offered a casual comment.

While these texts enriched the variety of magic and exposed him to some unique forms of magic, they lacked genuine innovation.

For Wes, who has seen and experienced countless worlds, these inherited magics are more of a continuation of established patterns, lacking novel ideas that break through traditional frameworks.

"How's the preparation going?"

Wes put down the book in his hand, looked at Lucius who was standing respectfully to the side, and asked.

"Everything is going smoothly," Lucius replied respectfully. "With the fairies' help, the warship's construction is progressing well. Furthermore, supplies are complete; all kinds of magical items, potions, and daily necessities are plentiful, enough to meet the needs of long voyages and battles..."

Lucius reported everything in great detail, memorizing every single detail.

Wes was satisfied with what he heard and nodded slightly.

Lucius is indeed a good manager with excellent organizational and coordination skills, and he can handle all kinds of complex tasks in an orderly manner.

However, Lucius's strength is a bit low, and he might not be able to control those unruly dark wizards.

However, this is not a difficult problem for Wes to solve.

Wes took a bottle of medicine from the shelf beside him.

"Drink it, and your magic will reach the same level as Dumbledore's, and your lifespan will be extended."

Wes handed the potion to Lucius.

"Thank you, sir."

Lucius's eyes flashed with surprise and gratitude, and he quickly accepted the potion with both hands.

Not only can it enhance strength, but it can also extend lifespan, making it a coveted treasure for any wizard.

"You deserve it." Wes looked at Lucius with a hint of certainty in his eyes. He was always fair in rewarding and punishing, and never stingy with rewards for those who worked hard for him.

Lucius had barely left when Dumbledore arrived.

"The professors are all ready, it's just a matter of setting up the magic network."

Hogwarts' ability to know which child has awakened magic and send timely messages is inseparable from the magic network that covers the entire UK and is used to detect magic.

In the new world, rebuilding such a magic network presents numerous challenges.

"I'll handle it."

Building the magic network was simple for Wes.

Wes handed the book he had just been reading to Dumbledore.

"This is a treasure from the Twenty-Four Holy Families; consider it your reward for this mission."

"Oh, that's very generous."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile appearing on his lips, and took the book.

"As long as you do your job well, I won't be stingy."

Wes looked at Dumbledore and said seriously.

He knew in his heart that a considerable number of wizards resented or even hated him, after all, he had made them leave their homes and familiar places.

Some of them even banded together to form a so-called resistance organization, believing they were operating in secrecy.

But what they didn't know was that in this world, nothing could be kept from Wes.

He didn't care. In his view, these people would get used to it and integrate into this new world over time.

Thanks to Lucius's exceptional coordination skills, 100 magnificent magical warships were finally completed.

Each warship is a stunning work of magic.

These warships are 200 meters long and 40 meters wide, their massive shapes gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

However, what is truly astonishing is that a traceless extension spell was cast inside the warship.

Stepping inside the warship is like entering a vast and boundless space, so large that it is breathtaking.

This is no longer a cramped ship cabin in the traditional sense, but a mobile city with all kinds of facilities.

The living quarters, training rooms, magic laboratories, storage rooms, and more are all available, providing a comfortable and complete environment for the wizards who are about to embark on their journey.

The participants in this battle were a diverse group, including not only dark wizards who were passionate about adventure and combat, but also Aurors who usually maintained order in the magical world, as well as many half-blood wizards, and even recent graduates who eagerly joined the fray.

These young wizards, filled with aspirations and desires for the future, were unwilling to spend their lives in mediocrity and longed to fight in this adventure to prove their worth.

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In the original magical world, there was a strict hierarchy, and important positions were almost entirely controlled by pure-blood families.

Wizards from mixed-race or Muggle families, even if they possess extraordinary talent and ability, often struggle at the bottom of society, at best barely making ends meet.

Today, everyone has an equal opportunity. Regardless of their background, as long as they have courage and boldness, they can stand out in this adventure and gain unprecedented opportunities and achievements.

This was undoubtedly a golden opportunity for them to change their destiny, so they did not hesitate to throw themselves into it.

As time progressed, preparations came to an end, and various dark creatures, including giants, vampires, and werewolves, boarded the warship with the coordination of all parties.

Just as everyone was ready, Wes appeared on the main ship like a phantom.

He remained calm, his gaze fixed firmly on the distance.

The once peaceful space began to distort and deform, and a huge spatial passage slowly opened.

Wes turned his head slightly, his eyes sweeping over each warship, then swung his right hand forcefully.

In an instant, the warship's magical engines roared in unison, the tremendous roar causing the sea to surge and churn.

One hundred magical warships, like a group of fierce sea monsters, slowly started moving.

They entered the world of Caribbean pirates in an orderly fashion.

In the world of Caribbean pirates, on a vast and boundless sea, the atmosphere is as tense as a bowstring about to snap.

The British Royal Navy and the pirate alliance are in a fierce standoff.

The ships of both sides were densely packed on the sea, with hundreds of sailboats facing each other, their masts like a forest, and their flags fluttering in the wind, as if telling the story of the great battle that was about to break out.

On the pirates' side, their ships were neatly arranged.

In terms of both numbers and equipment, they were at a significant disadvantage.

Most of the pirates' sailing ships were old, and the wooden planks on the hulls were mottled and worn from the erosion of time and sea winds.

Not only were their artillery fewer than that of the Sea Chrysanthemum Alliance, but many of their cannons also had far inferior range and power.

"We're doomed."

The one-eyed pirate stood on the flagship deck of the pirate alliance, looking at the Royal Navy opposite with a sense of despair.

(End of this chapter)