The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the book in Weiss's hand, and they all gathered on the "Golden Book of the Sun" in his hand.

Immorton's pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a deep fear.

For him, this "Golden Book of the Sun" is a symbol of the Pharaoh's kingship, the power bestowed by the sun god, and the faith he once betrayed.

He could feel the power contained in the book, which was the power that could seal him or even destroy him. He was very afraid of this "Golden Book of the Sun".

Evelyn's eyes were fixed on the "Golden Book of the Sun", and an uncontrollable excitement surged in her heart.

This book is the holy object that her father has pursued all his life.

She remembered that her father had described the magic of this book countless times. He said that this book contains the power of the sun god and can dispel all evil.

However, when her eyes turned to Weiss, her heart sank again.

Weiss is no longer their friend. He is now their enemy, a powerful enemy.

"Give it to me." Imhotep's face was as gloomy as water, and he approached Weiss step by step.

"Wizard, you are not qualified to own the Golden Scripture of the Sun." Imhotep's words were full of majesty and tyranny, declaring his absolute ownership of the scripture.

"Then you, the sinner who betrayed the Pharaoh and was punished by insect bite, are qualified?"

Wes's words accurately hurt Imhotep's past that he didn't want to be mentioned. It was his deepest shame and a stain that he could never erase.

The atmosphere between the two was extremely tense, and the tense situation seemed to be likely to trigger a fierce conflict at any time.

At this moment, O'Connor took advantage of the confrontation between the two, waving his sword, and forced Ansuna back aggressively. Then, he cut off the restraints on Evelyn's hands and feet, and then shouted to Jonathan: "Take her away!"

Jonathan immediately helped Evelyn up, and the two quickly ran towards the exit.

Seeing that the sacrifice was about to escape, Imhotep didn't care about the confrontation with Weiss, and used magic to build a high wall to block the exit.

"No one can leave."

The obscure spell was slowly recited from his mouth. As the spell was recited, a rustling sound came, and countless scarabs gathered from all corners of the underground palace.

These scarabs surrounded O'Connor and the other two like a black tide.

The three people had no choice but to hold torches and try to force the scarabs back. There were too many scarabs. They were crowded together, and the encirclement was shrinking. Some scarabs had even climbed onto their shoes.

"Hurry up and find a way!" O'Connor shouted loudly, waving the sword in his hand in the air, trying to cut off some of the approaching scarabs, but the number of scarabs made his efforts seem ineffective.

"We can't wait to die here!" Jonathan's voice was filled with despair, but he still tried his best to stay calm.

"Boom!" A hole suddenly appeared in the high wall, and Amir's figure appeared in their sight.

Amir, with explosives tied all over his body, rushed towards the encirclement of the scarab.

"What are you still standing there for! Run!"

He lit an explosive and threw it around, blowing a hole in the encirclement of the scarab.

O'Connor hurriedly pulled Evelyn and Jonathan, intending to leave through the hole.

They passed by Amir, and Amir lit all the explosives on his body and rushed towards Imhotep without hesitation, intending to die with him.

A big hand made of sand suddenly appeared and grasped Amir in his palm.

I saw Imhotep's right hand clenched, and the big hand formed by sand also began to clench.

"Ah!!" With a tragic scream, Amir's seven orifices began to bleed, and his body was twisted and deformed under the squeeze of the big hand.

"Boom!" The explosion of the explosives blew Amir into pieces, and the big hand made of sand was also blown open.

O'Connor watched Amir being blown to pieces, his eyes were red, and the veins on his neck bulged like earthworms.

"No!!" He roared in grief and anger, clenching his fists, and the anger in his heart almost swallowed him.

"It's your turn next."

Imhotep's body floated in the air and rushed towards the three people.

Evelyn looked panicked, and Jonathan's legs were shaking, and he could hardly stand. O'Connor lowered his head, and no one could see his expression clearly.

There was a suffocating tension in the air, as if the entire underground palace was holding its breath waiting for the next moment.

Just as Imhotep's right hand was about to grab Evelyn, a sword flashed, and it was almost impossible to see its trajectory.

"Pah~" A broken hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Imhotep stepped back in horror, covering his right arm in pain.

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The right arm that fell to the ground was burnt black, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

O'Connor raised his head, his eyes were white, and his pupils could not be seen.

His hair moved without wind, and the golden sword in his hand ignited golden flames, emitting dazzling light.

"Pull!!" Imhotep looked at O'Connor in disbelief, feeling unprecedented fear.

[It's finally here. ] Weiss thought to himself, he was waiting for this moment.

O'Connor's current situation is called "inviting a god to possess the body" in the East, and "the descent of the gods" in the West. Although it may be just a consciousness of the gods, Imhotep felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

As for Ansuna, she knelt on the ground and trembled, as if she had seen her own doom.

"Sinner." O'Connor's voice was ethereal and majestic. The long sword in his hand pointed at Ansuna, and a golden flame shot out from the end of the sword.

Just as the flame was about to hit Ansuna, Imhotep blocked her.

He opened his hands, and the flame was stopped as if it encountered an invisible barrier. The high temperature made the air begin to distort. Imhotep gritted his teeth and persisted, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Hmph!" O'Connor snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied.

He began to increase the power, and the golden flame became hotter, with the power to burn everything.

Imhotep's knees began to bend, the flames kept approaching, and began to burn his arms, and the flesh made a "sizzling" sound, but at this moment Imhotep still persisted stubbornly.

[Let me see the gap with the 'God'! 】

Wes took action. He chanted a spell, and the temperature began to drop sharply. Frost spread from the ground, and the ice began to condense into various weapons: spears, lances, axes.

These ice blades flashed with cold light under Weiss's control, pointing directly at O'Connor.

O'Connor stood in place, holding the sword tightly in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing to the ground.

When those icy weapons whistled, his body was surrounded by an invisible force, forming a transparent barrier around O'Connor.

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