I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Even after the video finished playing, the discussions in the conference room showed no sign of stopping. The low murmurs of conversation surged like a tide in the solemn space. An indescribable tension permeated the air, as if even the lights had been dimmed.

The fact that one of the seventy-two demons of Solomon, as recorded in legend, has actually appeared in the world is undoubtedly a bombshell for everyone.

And that iconic appearance... a childlike body riding a ferocious two-headed dragon... is almost identical to the mythological description, bringing a highly impactful recognizability.

Judging from its appearance alone, no one could possibly associate this eerie being with the legendary demon god Valak, who was in charge of prophecy and secrets.

What makes demons most terrifying is their instinct for seduction and deception. For mortals with limited personal strength, this is almost fatal.

Once such beings get close or attack, mortals have little chance of struggling; they can only await death. At that point, advanced firearms, or even cataclysmic nuclear explosions, will be irrelevant to them.

What's the point of all this now that the person is gone?

Even more terrifying is the fact that ancient records explicitly state that demons excel at bewitching people and tempting souls to corruption. A moment's carelessness can lead to becoming their puppet, losing one's own will. At that point, the wealth and status upon which human society relies will be utterly powerless to reverse the decline.

That concludes the details of this incident.

"And I must emphasize this point: Hell is real."

The Pope's voice rang out again, steady and carrying an undeniable weight.

His gaze swept across the entire room as he slowly continued, "According to the secret records of the Holy See, a monarch from Hell, Mephisto, has set foot on Earth several times. He is an extremely dangerous being... Fortunately, Earth also has its own guardians who restrain him."

That concludes my remarks for today. I hope you will all carefully consider the potentially far-reaching consequences of this incident.

Just then.

"Da, da, da."

The crisp sound of footsteps came from outside the door, unhurried yet instantly capturing everyone's attention.

The door was pushed open, and a tall, slender figure entered the conference room. The man had black hair and black eyes, a calm expression, and a white robe with gold trim that accentuated his extraordinary aura, as if he were shrouded in an aura that was not to be profaned.

Ye Feng is the mutant representative recently brought to the forefront by the Vatican.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on him. The astonishing fighting power against the demon god shown in the video was still deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

Without a doubt, his personal strength has reached the pinnacle of this planet, and there are very few who can rival him.

"Among mutants... another extraordinary figure has emerged." Someone murmured with admiration, unable to help but think of Magneto Erik and Professor X Charles, who had dominated the world for decades.

Those two mutant leaders had long haunted the minds of high-ranking officials and tycoons around the world, like a thorn in their side. Now, that same intimidating power has reappeared in Ye Feng in a different form.

Ye Feng walked to the front and calmly swept his gaze over everyone present.

"I would like to take this opportunity to say a few more words."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an invisible pressure.

"All of you here are prominent figures who wield power or wealth. Mutants and humans have never been two separate groups; we are intertwined and coexist in this world."

"There has never been a truly irreconcilable blood feud between the two races. The so-called conflict stems more from the greed of some people who want to steal superhuman power and covet immortality."

He paused slightly, letting the weight of his words settle.

"And today, I want to tell you something: according to the information I have obtained, the power of mutants can be traced back to the creator of the universe; it is a gift bestowed by God. It's just that this gift... is not stable in form."

"Now that the myth has returned, the truth is gradually emerging. I hope that everyone will stop obsessing over internal strife, which will only lead to mutual destruction and give those covetous beings from other worlds an opportunity to take advantage."

Ye Feng's tone remained extremely calm throughout, without much emotional fluctuation, but the powerful sense of oppression seemed to penetrate the screen and reach the hearts of every participant.

After he finished speaking, a long silence fell over the conference room. Everyone was processing his words, calculating the pros and cons and the possibilities. Ye Feng didn't care what they were thinking; his goal had been achieved.

The Pope nodded slightly to the side, gesturing to those nearby.

"Clatter".

With a soft click, all video connections were simultaneously cut off, and the screens went dark one by one.

"Well done."

"Too much of a good thing can be bad. Those old guys are all shrewd. If you had just suggested controlling mutant abilities or targeting the Rockefeller family, it would have exposed your intentions and made people suspect that the Vatican wanted to rule by force."

The Pope stepped forward, gently patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, and looked on with admiration.

The Pope paused, then continued, "You approached the issue solely from the perspective of the survival of the race and external threats. With just a few words, combined with the power you demonstrated, your arguments are far more persuasive."

"Especially attributing the source of mutant power to the Creator... a brilliant stroke. It's impossible to verify, yet no one dares to easily deny it."

Indeed, now that the devil has appeared in the world, who can say that mutants are not messengers left behind by the Creator to protect humanity? It's just that myths have been obliterated, history has been interrupted, and the truth has been forgotten.

The impact of this meeting far exceeded expectations and continued to unfold in the following period.

Many powerful figures began secretly searching for and screening mutants. As long as the mutants were exceptionally capable and willing to serve for money and power, they were recruited to become an unprecedented force of protection for these big shots.

The situation of mutants is quietly changing.

……

Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

Professor X, Charles, looked at the latest intelligence gathered in his hand, a moment of disorientation flashing in his eyes.

"He did it... better than me," he muttered to himself.

He was fully aware of the changes in the outside world over the past month. Even within his own academy, a few students had been recruited by more lucrative offers from outside sources.

The mutant community seems to have risen several levels in status in just one month.

The turning point in all of this was Ye Feng's battle with the demon god Valak.

Charles never expected that the mythical creatures actually existed.

……

In another hidden base.

Magneto Eric's expression was complicated as he tightly clutched a briefing about Ye Feng and several invitations from different conglomerates.

During this period, he was inundated with calls from people. Magneto, who had been wanted by various countries and was infamous, suddenly became a hot commodity in the eyes of some important figures.

"Ye Feng..."

Eric murmured the name. They had never met, yet the other had, in this way, unknowingly set the wheels of fate in his place.

He heard that Charles had gone to see Ye Feng, but no one knew what they talked about, and the result was obviously unsatisfactory.

This young man was definitely not on the same path as him or Charles.

He is stubbornly changing the situation of mutants in this world in his own way.

……

Of course, not everyone is happy about this.

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

From some dark corners, suppressed roars could be heard.

"Mutants are heretics! They are monsters who steal divine power! They shouldn't exist in this world!"

"What demon? How many divisions does a demon have?!"

Some forces with extreme hatred towards mutants were furious. Decades of suppression and exclusion, and now they were starting to loosen up in just one month? This was absolutely unacceptable to them.

Even though only a tiny minority of mutants are currently being recognized, this trend is enough to make them feel panicked and angry.

Meanwhile, in some corners of the world, many ordinary mutants who had been living in constant fear also vaguely sensed a subtle shift in the atmosphere. Although the pursuit from higher-ups hadn't completely stopped, its intensity was clearly less than before.

They asked each other in bewilderment: What on earth has happened in this world?