I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 201 News: The Battle of New York is finally here?

Afternoon sunlight streamed through the apartment windows, casting warm dappled patterns on the floor.

Ye Feng sat in a chair by the window, holding a thick ancient book in his hand, but his gaze was fixed on the flowing clouds in the distant sky.

Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and sensed a familiar mental fluctuation coming from an extremely distant place—it was Loki.

"There's been some activity so quickly?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself and closed the book.

He closed his eyes, and an invisible divine power quietly spread out from him.

"Buzz!"

Subtle energy tremors rippled through the void, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

The next second, a spiritual channel spanning the sea of ​​stars was firmly established.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Feng's voice rang out directly in Loki's consciousness, calm and clear.

"There's been news about the Infinity Stones you asked me to keep an eye on."

Loki's response came back, tinged with an undisguised smugness.

"Thanos, that madman, has come to me. He offered to cooperate, providing the Chitauri army and the Mind Stone scepter as leverage for my counterattack on the Nine Realms. But what he really wants is the Space Stone."

Loki spoke slowly, but every word seemed carefully calculated.

"However, in my opinion, what he really wants is probably more than just this one. To collect all six Infinity Stones—any power in the universe with even a little intelligence network knows what he's after."

Ye Feng was not surprised after hearing this.

Loki is indeed the most obvious weakness in the Nine Realms right now. An ambitious prince with status who has temporarily lost his foothold is practically the perfect partner.

"Is that so?"

"You've stumbled upon a gem of the soul for free?"

Ye Feng's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"certainly."

"But that guy left a tracking mark on me, just a little trick."

Loki answered crisply.

Ye Feng could picture Loki's expression at that moment, a look that was a mixture of arrogance and calculation—he knew it all too well.

What are your plans?

Ye Feng asked.

He wanted to know Loki's true thoughts.

Having already grasped the sixth sense of the cosmos, his strength is now vastly different from before, and the ambition of this god of trickery has likely grown accordingly.

"I want to launch a counterattack."

Loki's answer was decisive and without any hesitation.

"Oh?"

Explain your reasons.

"You should know that even if the Chitauri army mobilized its entire force, they couldn't take Asgard. Not to mention that Thanos will only send a few motherships; he can't possibly put all his eggs in one basket with you."

Ye Feng pressed on with great interest.

"I don't need them to conquer Asgard."

Loki's voice carried a rare seriousness.

"I just want to have a fair fight with Thor."

"I'll prove I'm stronger than him with my true abilities!"

Ye Feng smiled silently.

This is indeed very much in line with Loki's style; he seems to be full of calculations, but at the core, he is often driven by some kind of obsession.

The struggle between brothers for the throne has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"That's exactly what you would do."

"So, what do you need me to do?"

Ye Feng said.

He didn't believe that Loki had contacted him across the stars just to report these messages.

This god of trickery never does anything meaningless.

Two things.

"First, the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, is currently overseeing Earth."

"It's best not to alarm her about this. Secondly, I need you to provide a suitable venue and time for my duel with Thor."

Loki was clearly prepared.

He paused, then continued, "If I lose, I'll naturally be taken back to Asgard and imprisoned, the same old thing."

"But if I win—I need you to defeat me in a fair way, without causing Asgard to lose face, and to end this farce with dignity."

After listening, Ye Feng gently shook his head.

Loki's calculations were shrewd. If he won, he would prove that he was stronger than Thor; if he lost or was defeated by a third party, he could preserve Asgard's dignity and leave himself a way out.

As for the Chitauri army? They're just pawns.

"Can."

"Remember to let me know before you leave. Also, try to keep casualties to a minimum. Too many casualties on Earth will be hard to explain to the Sorcerer Supreme. As for the rest—I'll cover for you."

Ye Feng agreed.

"Then it's settled."

The mental connection began to weaken, and Loki's voice gradually became indistinct.

Before completely severing the connection, Ye Feng added, "Be careful of Thanos. He's more dangerous than you think."

"I've always been very careful."

The connection has been completely severed.

Ye Feng opened his eyes. Outside the window, New York City was still bustling with traffic and pedestrians hurrying by.

No one could have imagined that a war spanning across star systems was quietly brewing.

"interesting."

"I never expected the Battle of New York to be repeated in this way—but this time, the script may need to be rewritten."

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Ye Feng stood up and walked to the window.

He thought of Wanda and Pietro downstairs in the apartment building, and the nascent Avengers team that had just been formed.

With those brother and sister around, it will be quite difficult for Loki to sweep through New York with the Chitauri army and the Mind Scepter.

"Alright."

"Consider it a real-world exercise. Flowers in a greenhouse can't withstand the storms of life."

Ye Feng gazed at the silhouette of the Stark Tower in the distance.

S.H.I.E.L.D. —

Nick Fury stood in front of the tactical screen, his fingers rapidly swiping across the floating interface.

The screen continuously refreshed global anomalous energy readings, along with briefings from undercover agents around the world.

He hasn't had a full night's sleep since the last attack.

"Sir, the encrypted lines at the Eastern European branch have been restored."

Hill's voice came through the communicator.

"understood."

Fury gave a brief response, but his gaze remained fixed on the corner of the screen.

The site showed unusual activity patterns of several former senior S.H.I.E.L.D. officials.

Although there were seemingly reasonable reasons for each job, his intuition told him that there were too many intersections between these trajectories.

Hydra.

This haunting name lingered in his mind.

He investigated for two whole weeks and only managed to identify a few mid-level personnel.

Every time we dig deeper into the clues, either the witness suddenly loses their memory, or the evidence mysteriously disappears, as if an unseen hand is manipulating everything in the shadows. This is too strange.

Fury turned off the screen and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window is the S.H.I.E.L.D. atrium, where several technicians are moving equipment.

His gaze swept over everyone, trying to find clues in their behavior.

Nick Fury.

The voice resounded directly in his mind.

Fury paused almost imperceptibly.

"Come see me."

There were no extra words, but Fury immediately understood the urgency.

Ye Feng wouldn't contact him for no reason. In the more than ten years they've known each other, this mysterious figure has only contacted him a handful of times, and each time something significant has happened.

"it is good."

"Coming right away."

He responded in a low voice, though he wasn't sure if the other person could hear him.

Three minutes later, Fury was already sitting in a black SUV that had been modified to be bulletproof.

He drove himself, avoiding all the usual routes, and skillfully navigated the streets of New York.

There was a silver briefcase on the passenger seat containing high-level command files that would only be used in emergencies.

The city scenery outside the window rushed past.

Fury's fingers tapped unconsciously on the steering wheel, his mind racing through various possibilities: Was Hydra up to something again? Or was it a threat from the cosmic level?

He still remembered the serious tone Ye Feng used when he mentioned the cosmic catastrophe last time.

His thoughts drifted back to the internal investigation at S.H.I.E.L.D.

Those obstructed leads—Fury frowned. With his authority and methods, even if Hydra had infiltrated deeply, they shouldn't be completely unable to trace the high-ranking figures.

Unless the obstacle comes from a direction he never anticipated.

He shook his head, suppressing the thought for the time being.

Now is not the time to be distracted.

The SUV drove into the block where the apartment was located.

Fury parked his car in the underground parking lot, went through three different identity verifications, and entered a private elevator that went directly to the top floor.

As the elevator ascended, he adjusted his blindfold, took a deep breath, and regained complete composure.

The elevator doors slid open silently, and the apartment door was already ajar.

Fury pushed open the door and entered.

The living room layout remains as simple as ever.

Ye Feng sat in the high-backed chair by the window, without a book in his hand, just quietly gazing out the window.

"Your Majesty."

"You were looking for me?"

Fury took a few steps closer and stopped three meters away from Ye Feng, a tacit distance they had developed over the years. "Sit."

Ye Feng gestured to the sofa opposite him.

Fury sat down, leaning slightly forward, waiting for the other person to speak.

"The Avengers' first real-world combat experience is coming soon."

"I hope you are prepared."

Ye Feng got straight to the point.

Fury's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless: "What exactly happened?"

"I have received information that Loki, the second prince who was banished from Asgard, has received the support of a certain force in the universe and is planning a counterattack against the Nine Realms."

"One of the conditions for the deal proposed by the other party is the Space Stone from the Infinity Stones."

Ye Feng spoke at a steady pace, each word clear and forceful.

"Space Stone —"

"Cosmic Cube"

Fury repeated in a low voice, a sharp glint in his single eye.

His thoughts raced.

The Tesseract is currently stored at S.H.I.E.L.D.'s most secretive Base Thirteen, guarded by three layers of energy shields and a special forces team on standby around the clock.

But the other party is a prince of Asgard, and has the support of an unknown cosmic force—

Damn it.

"This matter has indeed involved the Earth."

Fury couldn't help but curse.

He looked up at Ye Feng: "When will they arrive? Where will they land?"

"The exact time is unclear."

"Loki is unpredictable; even his partners may not know the full extent of his plans. As for the location—"

It could be anywhere on Earth.

Ye Feng gently shook his head.

Fury frowned.

This uncertainty is the most troublesome thing; he can't put all the world's important facilities on the highest alert level, as that would cause widespread panic.

"but"

"Since Loki's target is the Space Stone, he'll eventually come after S.H.I.E.L.D. How long can your place holding the Tesseract last?"

Ye Feng continued.

This question hits the nail on the head.

Fury paused for a few seconds, quickly assessing the defense system of Base Thirteen in his mind.

Then he answered truthfully: "If it were a conventional army attacking, it could hold out for more than seventy-two hours."

"Then we should prepare for the worst."

Ye Feng said.

Fury nodded.

He originally planned to gradually integrate the Avengers over three months, but now it seems the plan must be brought forward.

Fury said no more, nodded in acknowledgment, and turned to leave.

As the elevator descended, he quickly entered commands on the encrypted tablet in his suitcase. Lines of code scrolled by, eventually culminating in a confirmation screen.

[Avengers - Level 1 Readiness - Activate?]

Fury pressed the confirm button.

[The order has been sent. All relevant personnel will be assembled within 24 hours.]

He was already fully engaged in his work when the elevator doors opened.

As he walked toward the SUV, he connected to Hill's communications via an encrypted line: "Maria, the Watchtower Protocol has been activated. All agents at Level 7 and above have their leave canceled, and all global branches are on standby."

"Sir, what happened?"

Hill's voice was wary.

"Alien invasion, level unknown, timing unknown."

Fury got into the driver's seat and started the engine.

"clear.

"

Hill's response was concise and powerful.