The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

After landing, Seraph Usopp drew his bow again. This time, three arrows were shot out in a fan shape, aiming at the legs, chest and arms of the black armor, forcing the black armor to divert its energy for defense.

Direct attack

"Hmph! I don't believe this material has no limit."

He quickly poured his armed color domineering into his arms. In an instant, his arms seemed to be covered by a deep black halo, his muscles were tense, his veins were bulging, and every inch of his skin exuded a chilling sense of power.

Then, he rushed towards the black armor like lightning.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The flesh and the machine collided with each other, making a dull and shocking sound, and every collision caused ripples in the surrounding air.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and his arms were waving quickly in the air, leaving a shadow that was dazzling.

The black armor was not to be outdone, and immediately adjusted its tactics and strengthened its defense to meet this more violent offensive.

A few seconds later, Seraphim Usopp suddenly turned around and quickly retreated.

A subtle surprise flashed in his eyes. Obviously, the previous round of violent attacks was in vain, which forced him to re-examine the black armor in front of him.

"Interesting." He whispered softly, with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

Then, he danced his hands quickly, and the photons around him seemed to be summoned by some powerful force, and began to gather and compress quickly. In just a moment, they condensed into a rope emitting faint light.

This rope seemed to have life, winding towards the black armor and instantly binding it tightly.

The engine of the black armor made a deafening roar, and each joint twisted desperately, trying to break free from this sudden bondage. However, no matter how hard it tried, the photon rope did not move at all, tightly wrapped around it, making it unable to move.

"Sure enough, only the defense is worth mentioning."

Seraphim Usopp snorted disdainfully, his eyes passed over the black armor and looked at Hawkeye and Tony not far away.

Tony was frowning at this time, his eyes revealed solemnity and anxiety, while Hawkeye held a bow and arrow, slightly bent his body, and watched the every move of Seraphim Usopp vigilantly, the bowstring was half full, ready to attack at any time.

"Do you have any other tricks?"

Seraphim Usopp raised his head, his voice full of provocation, announcing to Tony and Hawkeye their powerlessness and their own strength.

Tony and Hawkeye looked at each other quickly, their eyes intertwined with worry and helplessness, and they knew tacitly that the next situation would be extremely tricky.

"Hold him and buy time for the captain."

Hawkeye broke the silence first, his voice low but firm.

"That's the only way."

Tony gritted his teeth and responded.

The two drove their own armors, like two agile cheetahs, drawing two dazzling arcs in the air, interweaving and rushing towards the Seraph Usopp, trying to entangle this powerful opponent through close cooperation and buy critical time for Steve to act.

At the same time, in the mysterious underground world.

Steve and Peter walked carefully at the front of the team, and every step they took was extremely cautious, and their eyes were vigilantly scanning everything around them.

Strangely, nothing unusual happened along the way, and it was a bit unsettlingly quiet.

At first, they were worried that the seemingly ordinary flowers and plants at their feet, and even the occasional small animals, would turn into ferocious monsters and attack them.

So, even if the surroundings seemed calm, they were still walking on thin ice, carefully moving forward step by step, and their nerves were extremely tense.

Not long after, a small house suddenly appeared in their field of vision.

It was a small house made of colorful candies, exuding a dreamlike and strange atmosphere.

Before getting close, you can smell the sweet and almost intoxicating smell from a distance, floating in the air.

There is a problem, a big problem.

In such an underground world full of weirdness and unknowns, such a strange candy house suddenly appeared. Anyone with normal thinking can keenly feel that there must be a mystery inside.

"What should I do?"

Peter lowered his voice and asked his teammates around him, revealing a hint of tension and confusion in his eyes.

"Too suspicious."

The Punisher also echoed in a low voice, holding the weapon tightly in his hand, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

At this time, most people in the team tended to bypass the candy house to avoid falling into unknown traps.

However, Natasha had a different opinion.

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

"The enemy has already issued an invitation, how can I refuse it."

After that, she walked towards the candy house without hesitation, with a light step but with an unquestionable firmness.

Steve, Peter and Punisher looked at each other, and finally followed Natasha, slowly approaching the mysterious candy house.

As they got closer to the candy house, the sweet smell became stronger, as if an invisible hand was gently pulling their olfactory nerves.

"Gu~Gu~"

Suddenly, Peter's stomach screamed unsuitantly, and it seemed particularly clear in this silent atmosphere.

His face turned red instantly, and he was embarrassed to scratch his head. After all, he was at the stage of rapid growth and development of his body. The tension along the way made him consume a lot of physical strength.

Natasha walked in front of the small house, sorted out his clothes slightly, then politely stretched out his hand, and knocked gently.

"Squeak ~"

With a slight sound, the door of the room slowly opened, a seemingly innocent little girl appeared at the door. Her face was filled with enthusiastic smiles and greeted cheerfully: "The guest is coming, please come in!"

However, Peter's spider sensation spread throughout the body like a current, and warned him frantically:

The little girl in front of her is by no means simple on the surface. She hides a creepy horrible atmosphere on her body.

"Drive."

Natasha was slightly owed, with a just smile on his face, politely greeted the little girl.

Her eyes quickly glanced on the little girl, trying to find a flaw from her expressions and behaviors, but the little girl looked so innocent and elusive.

"What is your name, little sister?

Natasha asked calmly, his tone was soft, as if he was chatting with an ordinary child.

"Nami."

The little girl answered crisply, and her voice was as sweet as candy, which made people want to be close.

She blinked those big watery eyes, curiously looking at the strangers in front of her, and did not show any unnaturalness at all.