The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

At this time, Evelyn is popularizing the production process of Monai for Oconner.

As she explained, she was comparing, trying to let Ocomnnor better understand this complex craft.

Seeing Wes coming, Oconner immediately protected Evelyn behind him, "Who are you?"

Johnson also stopped complaining. He stood side by side with Ocomna, holding a pistol in his hand.

"It's really chilling. I still have the gold coins that saved you." Weis was worthless for his dedication, and also reminded Okonor that he was not an enemy.

"You have a clear goal, you have known the existence of Hamna, and even you know what you look for here."

Overnor is a showdown directly. "If you don't explain your true identity and purpose, I think it is time to part ways. There is no need to have such a unstable factor in the team." Ocomna's attitude is firm this time.

When Wes was about to speak, a rushing horseshoe sounded.

I saw dozens of black knights lined up in a row and rushed towards them.

These are Michadism samurai. They ride tall and mighty horses, sweeping like a turbulent black torrent, and vowed to kill them thoroughly.

They are wearing a black robe and holding a machete. Under the light of the moonlight, the machete flashes with cold and sharp cold light, ready to harvest life at any time.

The samurai was holding a musket, and when only a order, the angry flames would be sprayed, and the outsiders were torn into fragments.

For a while, the sound of the war horses and the sand and dust raised, as if in a huge storm, the roar of the Maggard samurai echoed over Hamana.

They are not leisurely. Those Americans are also equipped with complete equipment, and the two sides launched a fierce battle on the desert land of Hamna.

The bullet flew in the air like a meteor, making a sharp whistling sound, and the sword light sword was staggered.

Johnson and Orga and others quickly found cover with years of fighting experience and began to fight back violently.

Bullets and machete were intertwined into a dead net in the moonlight. Both sides did their best and vowed to defeat each other.

Weis stood quietly and watched his sleeves. He did not want to take the mission and beliefs that these samurai was carrying these warriors.

Under the stubborn resistance of Americans and Overnown, the Michadist samurai suffered heavy losses.

The horse was hissing, the warriors were covered with wounds, and blood stained with a large desert.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, Amir, the leader of the Michadist samurai, stood out and yelled: "The invaders have broken into the banned place and disturbed the undead. Give you one day to withdraw from Hamana. Otherwise, you will be cursed by evil spirits! "

Amir's voice echoed in the night sky. After leaving this sentence, Amir left with the remaining samurai, and their figure gradually disappeared at the end of the desert, leaving only a dead silence.

"Is he talking about it? Is there really a curse?" Several Americans asked worriedly, but more people did not take Amir's warning to heart. "Regardless of what he does, these people have stared at us from the beginning. Maybe the bandits from the bandits want to eat black."

Everyone began to clean the battlefield and buried the dead people in the sand pile. The temperature of the desert during the day is extremely high, as if a huge stove. It won't be long before these corpses will be exposed to dry corpses. Don't worry about the smell of corpses.

After cleaning up the battlefield, they sat around the bonfire again.

Johnson didn't know where to take a bottle of wine magic. He couldn't wait to drink a large mouthful, his cheeks quickly turned red, like a cooked apple. "It's really exciting today."

Evelyn was worried about the curse said in the mouth of Amir, "Curse, will it really exist?"

Aonori thought that this was just Amir scared them. "How can this kind of thing cursed ..." Before his words were finished, he was interrupted by the sudden appearance.

"It's true. Hamnita does have a curse of horror."

The three were surprised to look at Was, who appeared suddenly. "

How are you ghost. "Johnson complained, showing his dissatisfaction," You hurt my wine. "

O'Conner looked serious: "What do you mean?"

Wes Shun sat down and told them the story between the priest Ematon and Ansna.

"The princess derailed the big priest, this is too exciting!" Johnson was listening to a fascinating novel, and he completely ignored the seriousness behind the words Was said.

Evelyn was immersed in the beautiful love story of the two, as if he became a member of the story.

"How do you know so much?" Ocomori was not interested in this story, and he paid more attention to Wase's origin: "So who are you?"

Faced with the aggressive Ocomnaon, Wes decided not to install it. He spread out his palm, and a flame burning flames appeared out of thin air. This flame appears very eye -catching in the night sky, with some mysterious power.

"Oh my God!" The three of them widened in surprise.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Wes opened his hand, and the flame floated in the air, unrestricted by any physical laws. Jonathan curiously touched it with his finger, and immediately retracted his finger due to the burn, and exclaimed: "Oh~" He rubbed his finger and looked at the flame in disbelief.

"As you can see, I am a wizard."

"There must be some mechanism." Jonathan was unconvinced and began to check around nervously, but no matter how he looked, he did not find any mechanism or hidden device.

"So you are really a wizard?" O'Connor would rather believe that Wes was a spy sent by a certain country, or a conspirator who was eyeing this batch of treasures, than to believe that he was a real wizard.

Wes blew a breath at the flame, and the flame began to freeze rapidly, and finally turned into a ball of frozen ice flame and fell down, breaking into several petals.

The three picked up the fragments, looked at each other, and saw the disbelief in their eyes.

"Are you really a wizard?" They confirmed again in disbelief.

"Yes."

"How did you know Hamunatta?" O'Connor asked.

"An ancient book..." Weiss answered briefly. The three asked a lot of questions and finally had to believe that Weiss was really a wizard.

"So the curse that group of people said is also true?" Evelyn asked worriedly.

Weiss nodded with a serious expression: "Yes, the curse of Hamunatta is real."

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