The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

Halfway through the meal, the atmosphere in the restaurant seemed to be slightly relaxed due to the delicious food, but in fact, there was an undercurrent.

Natasha was meticulous and knew that she could not miss any opportunity to obtain intelligence at this moment, so she quietly started the plan to obtain intelligence.

With a seemingly casual smile on her face, she cleverly threw out seemingly casual questions, trying to find out useful information from the mouth of the Seraphim Nami.

What surprised everyone was that the Seraphim Nami did not hide anything in the face of these questions, and answered all the questions and told them what they wanted to know.

But the more frank the response was, the more uneasy Natasha and Steve felt in their hearts, and an ominous premonition spread in their hearts.

They knew in their hearts that this meant that the enemy did not take them seriously at all, as if they were like ants, and no matter what they did, they could not make any waves.

The root cause was that the gap in strength between the two sides was too great. This cruel reality was like a heavy boulder, which made them a little breathless.

The four people sitting at the dining table kept communicating with their eyes while listening to the answer of Seraphim Nami. They were all thinking about the same question: should they use force to subdue the two Seraphim in front of them?

However, Seraphim Nami and Seraphim Usopp seemed to be completely unaware of their thoughts and continued to enjoy the food as if no one was around.

The two of them had a big appetite. They moved quickly but elegantly. In a short while, the table full of delicious food was wiped clean by the two of them.

After eating, Seraphim Nami elegantly picked up the napkin and gently wiped her lips. Her posture was as elegant and calm as attending a high-end dinner.

Then, she sat up slightly and clapped her hands. With a slight flicker of light and shadow, a projection slowly appeared in the air.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to it. The projection showed the scene of Seraphim Usopp fighting with Tony and Hawkeye.

The battle in the picture was very fierce, but it was one-sided. It was obvious that Tony and Hawkeye were suppressed by Seraphim Usopp. They had almost no room to dodge and could not organize an effective counterattack.

The Iron Legion's originally mighty armor team now only had a few people struggling to support it. The broken appearance seemed to be about to fall down at any time.

"Guess how long they can hold on?"

Seraphim Nami supported her chin with her right hand, tilted her head, and asked leisurely with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

As soon as the voice fell, the Punisher could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

He stood up with his eyes wide open, full of anger, and exerted force with both hands, flipping the table to the ground, making a loud "clang" sound.

Then, without saying a word, he quickly took out a submachine gun from his waist, aimed at Seraphim Nami and Seraphim Usopp, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Da~Da~Da~Da~Da~Da~"

A series of bullets whizzed towards each other.

However, a strange scene happened. When the bullets were about to touch the two people, they suddenly turned into colorful candies.

"Crackling" fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"???"

Peter saw this and widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He was anxious and wanted to help.

But before he could make any move, the chair he was sitting on seemed to have suddenly come to life, and handcuffs and leg cuffs grew out in an instant, trapping him tightly in an instant.

The handcuffs and leg cuffs looked quite fragile, as if they could be broken free with just a little effort, but what made Peter feel desperate was that with his extraordinary strength, he couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled, and could only be trapped in the same place and anxious.

"Calm down."

Just when the Punisher was still immersed in anger and ready to launch another attack regardless of everything, he suddenly felt as if a pair of gentle hands were gently massaging his heart. The anger that was originally like a raging fire quickly dissipated as if it was extinguished by a basin of cold water, and the whole person gradually regained his composure.

"What did you do?"

Natasha's hair stood up immediately, and a strong sense of crisis surged in her heart.

You know, the Punisher is not a good-tempered person. It can only be the superpower that can make him calm down so quickly.

And this is a superpower that can affect the mind. It attacks the invisible and intangible, making it impossible for people to defend themselves. Maybe they have been tricked unknowingly since they stepped into the candy house.

Natasha couldn't help but recall that along the way, it seemed that she had always been led by the nose by this seemingly innocent little girl. Every step seemed to fall into the trap carefully designed by the other party. At this moment, they were like trapped in an invisible big net and difficult to break free.

"You are too weak. I really don't know why the adults told us to be careful."

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Seraphim Nami walked lightly to Natasha, bent down slightly, stretched out her slender fingers to lift Natasha's chin, her eyes full of disdain and amusement.

"I really want to dig into your heart to see if there is anything special."

She opened her red lips slightly, but the words she spoke were like the whispers of a devil, revealing a chilling gloom. At this moment, she had completely lost her previous innocent and lovely appearance, and was just like an evil little devil, revealing the cruelty hidden under her sweet appearance.

"But I have a better idea."

As she said this, she walked lightly to the side of the Punisher, slowly stretched out her hand, and pressed it on the Punisher's head.

In an instant, an invisible force seemed to flow into the Punisher's body through her palm, and large beads of sweat appeared on the Punisher's forehead in an instant. Those beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks and wet his clothes.

His facial features began to twist and become extremely hideous. He clenched his teeth and groaned in pain. He seemed to be suffering from great torture, and his body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

However, just a few seconds later, the Punisher seemed to be a different person. The pain on his face gradually faded, his facial features returned to calm, his eyes became empty and dull, and his original unruly momentum disappeared without a trace.

He was seen standing respectfully behind Seraphim Nami, standing straight, like a loyal servant, completely obeying Seraphim Nami's instructions, which made people shudder.

"Game start!"

Seraphim Nami's face bloomed with an excited smile.