Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

A large number of agents were busy in this area, but no one knew that there were several unseen and untouchable people watching them from the sidelines.

This is a world composed of countless transparent crystals, a mirrored dimension that is fragmented and superimposed on reality but does not interfere with it.

Walking in this area, even if you bump into real-world agents, it will be as if you've bumped into thin air.

Several people dressed in simple robes walked along, occasionally observing the cracks in the ground, and finally arrived at the edge of the bottomless pit, which was about a hundred meters in diameter.

"Such astonishing destructive power."

After observing for a while, a slightly overweight Asian male mage concluded: "The shock wave formed by the collision and compression of two completely different forces shattered the rock and soil structure at the molecular level."

"The key point is that this collision is not a pure energy collision."

After analyzing it, even the Asian monk himself found it somewhat unbelievable.

"Not an energy collision?"

The other monks looked at each other, also finding it unbelievable.

The only one who had remained silent until now, the middle-aged monk with a stubble and a sinister expression, agreed with the Asian monk's analysis.

His voice was deep and somewhat hoarse: "If it were an energy collision, it would show signs of scorching and carbonization in the rock and soil, but these are not present."

The other monks looked and found that the rock and soil were extremely compacted, with a smooth and shiny surface covered with radial cracks.

The soil at the edges bulges and rolls outward, with stones embedded in the soil, their edges broken, resembling a dense and hard state after being subjected to strong and repeated compression.

"Purely caused by compression and impact? How much force would that require? Such a situation is rare, Mage Kaecilius."

Everyone looked at the sinister-looking man called Mage Casillas.

"Your Majesty, how many times have you seen this situation?" Casillas ignored him and instead looked at the plump Asian mage.

"I've almost never seen one."

Wang shook his head, then pointed to the bottom of the pit: "I can feel the aura of dark magic, hellfire."

"It must be a demon, and a very powerful one at that."

The other monks couldn't help but frown.

As mages, they knew very well that this thing was not something ordinary demons could use.

"The Sanctuary didn't detect this intense battle. The ability to temporarily block the Sanctuary's magical barrier means a big shot has arrived this time."

Casillas's eyes flickered slightly.

He and the king analyzed that one of them was a very powerful demon, but they couldn't figure out the other one.

The reason is that as mages, they are very sensitive to magic, but there were only traces of black magic at the scene.

Furthermore, this is a mirror world, which does not exist in the real world, so many traces cannot be examined with anything other than the naked eye.

The scene was surrounded by a large number of personnel from human government agencies.

They cannot show themselves freely yet.

"Let's go back and report the situation here to the Venerable One."

After Kaecilius finished speaking, he turned around, and another mage, holding a rather peculiar two-finger ring, drew a circle in the empty space in front of him. A circle more than two meters high with sparks rising from its edges appeared.

At the other end is a square filled with classical buildings, and in the distance, snow-capped mountains can be faintly seen.

The group of monks went inside.

.........

It was getting close to evening.

An airplane slowly came to a stop on the airport runway.

As the rear hatch of the plane opened, Matthew led a somewhat uneasy Nydy out.

A cold wind blew by, and snowflakes were still falling from the sky.

Nydy looked around and found that this seemed to be a relatively private military base, with sentry posts, warehouses, buildings, and so on.

In the darkness, you can see towering mountains in the distance.

Some armored vehicles and armed helicopters were parked not far away, and some fully armed soldiers walked by from time to time.

While she was looking around, Kara, who had been waiting, came over.

Kara is mature and beautiful, wearing a white down jacket. She was originally a teammate of the Reicher Survey Corps, and after being introduced by Negri, she became the accountant and secretary in Matthew's team.

Although she is a woman, her individual combat ability is also very strong.

She is better at covert operations.

"BOSS".

After the meeting, Carla greeted Matthew first, then looked at Nydy, a gentle smile on her mature and beautiful face: "Nydy? You can call me Carla."

"This is the Night Owl Base. You'll be spending the next period of time here."

Kara's speaking rhythm and tone make her easy to like.

Nydy was like that; her initial unease was quickly soothed.

Hello, Kara.

"This base is well done."

Matthew glanced around and found that it looked quite decent.

This private military base was acquired by Reicher and Kara for training and developing the recruited soldiers; it wasn't taken from Pierce.

Reicher, being a cautious person, preferred to spend some effort to create such a private space himself.

Of course, those planes and helicopters came from the Secretary-General's sponsorship.

The base has a small number of soldiers, only about two hundred, all of whom were recruited after a rigorous screening process.

It's fair to say that if you have the money, it's not difficult to build a private armed force in the United States.

Of course, this requires sufficient knowledge and expertise.

Otherwise, the moment it's established, it will be targeted by some organizations.

Matthew himself does not participate in these operations, completely delegating authority to Reicher; these forces are only used for routine missions and activities.

Then, by observing and recruiting qualified soldiers, we will consider whether to add them to the core team for further training.

"We're professionals at this, Boss," Kara replied with a smile, then led Matthew and Nydy toward a building in the base. "Come on, we've prepared your dinner."

Braving the cold wind, Kara led the two to a single-story building.

This place is where she works, lives, and eats.

The room is about 400 square meters. Besides her room, there are three or four other rooms, including Negri's residence.

The style is different from home decor; it needs to be simpler, with only basic bedding, furniture, and toiletries.

As a high-ranking female official, she naturally couldn't live in the same place as those ordinary soldiers.

Food was already laid out on the dining table in the living room.

It includes things like mashed potato rice, hamburgers, pizza, and canned beef.

Kara didn't eat while waiting for Matthew and Nydy.

So the three of them started eating.

Matthew didn't care. He had a huge appetite, but thankfully he had nutritional supplements, so he didn't have to eat the equivalent of ten or twenty people's worth of food like before. He maintained his three regular meals a day, just for the taste and to get used to it.

After several hours of flight, Nydy was starving.

She didn't stand on ceremony and started wolfing down her food.

Seeing her appearance, Matthew smiled gently. Over the past few days, this girl, who was originally just an ordinary person, has begun to adapt.