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

Chapter 93 Three-Minute Battle

"Dumbledore!" Voldemort glared menacingly at the aged figure.

The Death Eaters were thrown into complete disarray upon seeing the Hogwarts headmaster.

"Why is Dumbledore here?!" a Death Eater cried out in a trembling voice, his voice filled with panic.

"And Mad-Eye Moody!!" Another Death Eater followed closely behind, his fear intensifying.

"It's you." Voldemort noticed the young man behind Dumbledore.

"Senior, now is not the time for small talk."

After Wes finished speaking, five golden spheres, under his skillful command, flew in five different directions, gradually surrounding the entire gloomy graveyard. As the spheres were positioned, a soft yet impenetrable light barrier spread out from between them, eventually forming a huge, translucent dome that trapped all the Death Eaters within.

"Now none of you can escape."

Without a single wasted word, Wes waved his wand, immediately unleashing a massive barrage of attack magic. Sharp blades materialized in the air and rained down like a storm, each strike precisely aimed at the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters attempted to use Apparition to escape, but the barrier set up by Wes was designed to imprison them, and they could not escape even by Apparition.

Realizing that escape was hopeless, the Death Eaters began to fight back with all their might.

Their numerical advantage convinced them that if they could concentrate their forces against Wes, they might be able to turn the tide. So, these dark wizards began casting various complex spells to resist the attack.

Wes swiftly detected the trajectory of each spell aimed at him, uttering a short but powerful incantation: "Thunder Explosion!"

As the spell was completed, one blasting spell after another shot out from the tip of Wes' wand, and the targeted Death Eaters were almost instantly blown to pieces. Screams and explosions echoed throughout the graveyard.

Meanwhile, the duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort reached its climax.

The contest between the two most powerful wizards was unpredictable, but Dumbledore had the upper hand at this moment, firmly suppressing Voldemort and making it difficult for him to be distracted in helping his subordinates.

Mad-Eye Moody protected the two children, ensuring they weren't caught in the crossfire. Nevertheless, Moody's eyes never left the battlefield, ready to join the fight should the situation necessitate it.

"Don't be afraid, he's all alone!" a Death Eater shouted, trying to boost morale. "He can't apparite either, surround him, and limit his movement!"

As these words were spoken, the dozen or so Death Eaters began to work together seamlessly. They had been Voldemort's most trusted henchmen, and were highly experienced and well-trained in combat.

At this moment, beams of light of different colors intertwined in the night sky, forming a dense and dangerous network of fire, pointing directly at Wes's location.

As wave after wave of spells rained down on Wes, he simply waved his wand calmly and uttered, "Protect Yourself!"

A magical shield immediately appeared around his body. The incoming spells only created ripples when they hit the shield, but could not penetrate its solid defense.

"The quantity is sufficient, but the quality is terrible!"

Then, Wes pointed his wand at the largest tree in the graveyard.

The tree seemed to have been infused with life; its branches stretched wildly, its thick roots were uprooted from the soil, and the entire tree transformed into a giant tree-man.

Under Wes's control, countless branches lashed and entangled the struggling dark wizards like whips. One of the Death Eaters attempted to retaliate against the treant with fire magic, shouting, "Blazing Flames!" Instantly, a ball of flame swept towards the treant.

Seeing this, Wes simply opened his palm, and the flame was drawn into his palm, gradually condensing into an orange fireball.

"Flames are raging!!"

Wes responded with the same incantation, but the energy released was several times stronger than before.

The Death Eater was unable to dodge in time and was engulfed by the flames, turning into a charred corpse.

The other Death Eaters were in no better shape; their wrists were tightly bound by branches, and then the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

In their agony, their wands fell from their hands, and they were completely powerless to resist.

The tree-man mercilessly bared its fangs and swallowed the now-incapacitated Death Eaters whole.

After this series of fierce battles, the originally large Death Eater team is now reduced to only five members.

The Death Eaters struggled in despair, knowing that if they did not take action, they would all perish.

"Think of something quick, or we'll all die here!"

"Reveal your identities. We are all respectable people. As long as we show our identities, he won't dare to kill us."

The Death Eaters hesitated in their panic, unable to reach a consensus.

While they were still hesitating, Wes had already launched a new offensive.

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

He waved his wand gently again, and the soil beneath his feet suddenly softened, turning into a swamp.

Immediately afterwards, Wes pressed down on his wrist, casting a gravity spell that made the Death Eaters feel as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it extremely difficult for them to breathe.

Just then, as one of the Death Eaters attempted to remove his mask to reveal his identity, Wes increased his magical output, instantly doubling the power of the Gravity Charm. Before the Death Eater could even utter a word, he was mercilessly swallowed into the swamp, sinking into darkness along with his companions.

The treant was not idle during this time; it stretched out its branches and broke the wands in the hands of the Death Eaters who had lost the ability to resist.

When the last Death Eater cried out in terror, "Wait, we surrender!!" it was already too late.

As the battle ended, Wes waved his wand, restoring the ground to its original state, and the swamp returned to solid soil. The treant also returned to its original position, though its leaves seemed a few shades greener than before.

The whole process took less than three minutes, but for these Death Eaters, it was like experiencing a long nightmare.

Wes stood there, calmly watching it all unfold.

The battle ended so quickly that Harry and Cedric hadn't even recovered from the tense atmosphere before Wes had cleanly and efficiently dealt with more than a dozen Death Eaters.

Moody stood aside. Although he was known for his vigilance, he was still surprised by the decisiveness and ruthlessness that Wes had shown this time, leaving no one alive.

Few dark wizards possess such ruthless methods, which made Moody instinctively wary of Wes.

Wes turned his attention to the duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Dumbledore appears to have the upper hand, but it won't be easy for him to completely defeat Voldemort.

At this moment, Wes strode towards the center of the battlefield.

Voldemort's already distorted face became even more ferocious when he saw Wes. "It's you again! Always ruining my plans!"

Wes, on the other hand, appeared calm and composed. He nodded slightly to Voldemort, his tone carrying a hint of politeness: "Senior, we meet again."

(End of this chapter)