Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

Geralt stood there quietly, calmly enduring Victor's continuous attacks like a storm.

After a while, the shield on his body, which was originally shining with light, began to fade gradually,

The light gradually dimmed until it finally dissipated completely.

Victor saw the shield disappear, and his eyes suddenly burst into ecstasy, revealing his greedy and hideous face.

He did not hesitate to transform his body into a blood-red phantom,

and pounced on Geralt's back at lightning speed.

The speed was so fast that people could hardly see his figure clearly. Only a blood shadow flashed by,

He was already tightly attached to Geralt's back.

Then, he suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and the fangs in his mouth were like sharp daggers.

He bit Geralt's neck fiercely.

Mina and Hans were anxious when they saw this.

They wanted to go to Geralt's direction without hesitation to save their boss.

However, just as they were about to pass by, two hands quietly stretched out from behind them and

steadily pressed their shoulders.

Mina and Hans turned their heads and saw Geralt's familiar face.

There was a faint smile on his face.

"Boss? What's going on? How did you appear here? Who is that over there?"

Mina's eyes widened, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable surprise and confusion.

Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed a deep confusion about the incredible scene in front of her.

"That's my mirror clone over there. When he knocked me away for the first time, I let the mirror clone go over, and I hid beside him to watch his performance."

Geralt had a confident and calm smile on his face.

At this time, Victor, who was lying on Geralt's clone, also noticed something strange.

His greedy action of sucking blood suddenly stopped, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

He found that there was no warm and powerful blood flowing out from under his fangs as expected, but nothingness.

Before he could come to his senses, he saw that the mirror clone began to flash with dazzling arcane light.

The light quickly gathered and expanded like a surging tide, forming an extremely powerful arcane energy.

Then, accompanied by a deafening roar, the arcane exploded!

The violent force was like an out-of-control bomb, exploding with the clone.

Victor was instantly swept by this powerful impact force,

his body flew backwards uncontrollably and hit the hard wall of the basement heavily.

With a muffled "bang", the wall trembled violently under his impact.

Dust fell like a waterfall, and cracks began to appear in the stones.

The entire basement was shaken violently by this powerful arcane explosion,

and the ground rose and fell, as if it had encountered a strong earthquake.

Victor collapsed in the corner, feeling that all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered by the violent impact just now.

Every inch of muscle felt a piercing pain, a fishy sweetness surged in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

He endured the severe pain, his eyes were red, and he tried his best to struggle to get up,

but his legs were as heavy as lead, and his arms were only slightly trembling, unable to support his shaky body.

At this moment, four demon dogs suddenly appeared around him.

They opened their bloody mouths, revealing their sharp fangs,

and pounced on Victor at lightning speed, biting his limbs fiercely.

Victor immediately let out a painful scream.

He twisted his body desperately, but could not break free from the demon dogs' restraints,

and could only watch them pin him to the ground.

Geralt walked slowly, with the calmness and teasing of a winner in his eyes.

He raised his foot and stepped heavily on Victor's face, with the sole of his shoe in close contact with Victor's cheek,

slightly crushing, leaving a shallow mark on Victor's face on the ground.

"You are quite capable, worthy of being a vampire elder."

Geralt smiled sarcastically, his voice full of ridicule.

"Master, Master, spare my life. The wealth I have is far beyond your imagination. Just name your price and I'll give you everything."

Victor was completely aware that he was doomed to fail.

His eyes were instantly filled with pleading and flattery, trying to use wealth to exchange for his life.

That face was in sharp contrast to his previous arrogance and ferocity, and he looked particularly embarrassed.

"A gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way. A blood debt can only be repaid with blood. But don't worry, I won't kill you right away.You, there are still some necessary things to do. "

Geralt looked at Victor and said.

"Necessary things?"

After hearing that he would not be killed immediately,

Victor felt a sense of relief for surviving the disaster, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

However, after hearing the words "necessary things",

a trace of uneasiness quietly spread in his heart like a haze, which was an instinctive reaction to the fear of the unknown.

After a moment,

"Ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! "

The miserable and painful voices continued to echo in the underground.

Victor suddenly felt as if his whole body was pierced by countless sharp needles at the same time.

The pain that penetrated into his bones surged like a tide, and his body twitched violently and uncontrollably.

The pain he endured increased exponentially, and every bit of pain was infinitely magnified.

His consciousness gradually blurred in this endless torture, but he was pulled back to reality again and again by the pain.

Victor's eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and his eyes were full of despair and madness. His body rolled back and forth on the ground.

'Pain Curse' 'Corrosion' 'Pain is Free' Geralt cast all the warlock pain spells on Victor.

After a long and painful scream, the basement finally returned to calm.

At this time, Victor's body was ruthlessly corroded by the corrosion spell, and large pieces of skin and flesh had disappeared.

Only half of the bones were exposed, and the white skeleton looked particularly terrifying under the dim light.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, with only the numbness of endless pain and despair.

Reason had been completely extinguished under the impact of the waves of pain that came like a tsunami,

and the soul seemed to be pulled out of the body, leaving only a corpse-like body.

"It's going to die so soon? "

Geralt shook his head slightly, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hands slowly and used "Life Drain".

Victor's body trembled slightly,

Then, the remaining vitality in his body was quickly drawn out like a trickle, and poured into Geralt's body continuously.

His skin quickly became dry and wrinkled, as if it had been drained of water in an instant,

and his body became more and more shriveled, until it finally became a lifeless corpse, lying quietly on the ground.

Just then, Blade, who had been knocked unconscious by Victor's slap, woke up slowly.

He blinked in confusion at first, and then was awakened instantly by the scream that seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

He sat up suddenly, his eyes frantically scanning around,

When he saw Geralt standing aside and Victor's corpse on the ground,

his face was full of confusion and puzzlement, and he stammered for a long time and asked:

"Did I miss something? ”