Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

So Matthew gave up.

However, Matthew instead constructed a magical barrier, or rather, a contract.

Similar to Vishanti.

Every person who borrows energy from the Fist Universe must pass through this magical barrier, thereby signing a contract.

The contract was quite simple, not as domineering as the Vishanti.

There is only one: after the contract is signed, Matthew is assumed to have the highest authority. The use of magical energy requires his authorization, and if anyone harbors disloyalty or is misled for other reasons, he will be held accountable.

Matthew, as the person with the highest authority, would receive a warning.

This allows them to identify the traitor and revoke their privileges at any time.

This can be considered a kind of fuse that Matthew casually installed.

Compared to other unscrupulous bosses, Matthew's little feature is incredibly generous, especially compared to Vishanti.

The energy source has been set up.

The remaining task was to inform the two warbands. The Astartes Warband was positioned as an assault unit, focusing on large-scale and small-team operations, while the Raven Warband was more inclined towards single-unit combat.

Regardless, the two major battle groups should have been composed of warriors.

Matthew doesn't care about that.

Who says warriors and mages have to be clearly distinct? Magic is so much easier to learn!

The answer to this version is to master both magic and martial arts.

Putting everything else aside, with magic, it becomes much easier to deal with and inflict damage on life forms from other dimensions.

In his vision, the two major battle groups would primarily focus on physical training, but would supplement it with magic.

Magical bands specialize in magic, while also undergoing physical training.

Glass cannons are unacceptable.

If we are to develop, we must move towards a circular pattern; hexagons are not suitable.

Therefore, an additional task was added to the daily training of the two warbands, forcing them to allocate some time to learning magic, which was already filled with training time.

But no one complained.

On the contrary, every soldier was extremely excited.

After all, magic is too useful.

Training continues in full swing.

Meanwhile, the selection of the first batch of members for the magic warband was conducted by Matthew himself, with Nydy assisting him.

After all, Nydy will be appointed by Matthew as the leader of the magic chapter in the future, and the personnel arrangements and members need to be familiar with them.

The girl was excited, but Jennifer was even more excited.

While Nydice at least needed rest, Jennifer was completely insane and didn't need any rest at all. As a result, Jennifer's progress in learning magic far surpassed that of her best friend Nydice.

The two girls could even pull off a crazy move by temporarily swapping bodies.

When using magic, Jennifer can instantly take over Nydy's body and use magic.

Chapter 154 Born a Dark Lord, Must Be Azkaban (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Although she did not receive the Super Soldier gene serum, Nydy's underlying genetic code underwent irreversible changes due to special circumstances.

So much so that she is half demonic.

Half-human, half-demon.

Such people are not uncommon; for example, the siblings Damon and Satana.

These two are a hybrid of a demon and a human.

His father is Satan Marduk Kurios, the lord of hell, who possesses extremely powerful abilities.

The Damon siblings possess powerful interdimensional teleportation abilities, allowing them to transport themselves, other people, objects, or even buildings to Earth or other dimensions.

They possess superhuman strength, can project illusions, and can also change their own appearance.

The Nightcrawler among mutants.

This unfortunate soul, who was originally destined to assassinate the US president and nearly trigger a war between humans and mutants, was a mixed-race individual.

He just does more of the work.

His father is Red Devil from the mutants. Red Devil himself is a hybrid, half demon and half mutant, and has the highest level of teleportation ability.

The same applies to night walkers.

Generally speaking, most hybrids between demons and humans are born through gestation, inheriting the powerful strength of their father's or mother's demon bloodline.

Like Nydy, who was only bitten by her best friend who was possessed by a demon, causing her genes to reverse and merge.

The success rate is actually very low.

In cases like Nydy's, most would simply be eaten by the demons. Even if they were lucky enough to escape and survive, they wouldn't survive the genetic transformation.

Nydy is an unrepeatable miracle.

The demon that first possessed Jennifer was an ancient and extremely powerful demon from Hell, possessing immense strength.

At the same time, she survived because Jennifer's remaining consciousness prevented her from causing harm.

Finally, after Jennifer's soul completely disappeared, Nydy was supposed to be eaten, but Matthew appeared and saved her.

These coincidences led to the formation of Nydy.

It can only be said that these two best friends have had both a tough and lucky life.

With the blood of a powerful demon, Nydice's magical talent will be exceptional, especially in dark magic. In the Harry Potter world, she is a born Dark Lord.

If someone were to enroll at Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat would probably scream "Azkaban!"

A girl born evil.

It is indeed very evil.

Because when he was with Matthew, this girl would flirt with him all the time, and her figure could only be described as hot.

The bookish students of yesteryear have grown up.

.............

Rijeka.

Located on the Gulf of Kvaner in the Adriatic Sea, it is now the third largest city in Croatia.

At the same time, the scenery is pleasant.

The city is surrounded by mountains on three sides and stands by the sea. The Uchka Mountains to the west and the Cortal Mountains to the north give it unique scenery, while the southern sea offers a panoramic view of Kwaner Bay.

It is also one of the world's most popular tourist cities today.

There are a lot of tourists every year.

However, today, the city welcomed two uninvited guests.

A slightly overweight Asian man and a black man with dark hair, dressed like ordinary tourists, were wandering through the city's alleys.

They seemed to be appreciating the exotic charm of this coastal city.

In reality, the two of them were searching for something with sharp eyes.

Soon, they stopped at the side of a small alley in a somewhat secluded residential area.

The Black man looked at the Asian man, adjusted his baseball cap, and said in a low voice, "Can you feel it, Wang?"

As he spoke, he looked into the alley, where there was a typical three-story residential building.

The buildings here are mostly 3-5 stories high, compactly arranged, with narrow and winding streets and alleys, buildings close together, and strong depth.

The walls are beige, ochre, and light gray with lime plaster, giving them a rough and heavy appearance.

Because this place is relatively remote and secluded, it is not as bustling as the coastal streets or the city center. Instead, it is quiet and empty.

The sunlight streaming in made it exceptionally bright.

Yet, even in this bright light, the two felt an unprecedented darkness and evil.

If you're not very close, you can't really feel it directly.

“Right here, Master Mordo.”

Wang nodded softly.

"Walk."

With the king's confirmation, Mordo walked inside without hesitation, leaving the king behind who had just reached out to return to Kamar-Taj to call for help.

"Damn it."

Wang's expression changed. Seeing Mordo's hurried appearance, he couldn't understand why Mordo was in such a rush.

This isn't just impatience, it's utter irrationality.

This time, they're not facing those other-dimensional beings that have invaded Earth.

Modu's actions completely disregarded the Venerable's teachings.

But the king couldn't just let Mordo barge in alone, so he hurriedly made a hand seal with one hand, and a golden streak shot upwards from his hand and disappeared quickly.

After finishing this, Wang immediately quickened his pace to catch up.

Just as they stepped into the depths of the alley, before even entering the residential building, both Modu and Wang suddenly changed color.

Cross your arms and then separate them to assume a combat stance.

Complex energy arrays condensed on the surface of his fists; this was the most basic and universal magic of arcane mages, the Ring of Raghadore.

It is a prerequisite incantation for many advanced spells.

Mordo took a step back, his back to Wang, facing both sides of the alley. His expression was extremely ugly, because he knew that his recklessness had led him into a trap.

It also implicated Wang.

Sure enough, on both sides of the alley, not far away, a group of figures emerged with each ripple.

Each of them wore a yellow mage robe, their eye sockets were blackened, and there was a unique mark of darkness between their brows.

That is a sign of drawing upon, of faith in darkness.

The one leading the group was someone Mordo was most familiar with the king.

Casillas.

After a quick look, I realized that there were more than ten people in this group.

And these people all come from Kamar-Taj.

Kaecilius stood in front of several mages and slowly walked towards Mordo and the king, stopping less than a meter away.

Wang stared at Casillas's face and noticed that Casillas's state was strange compared to the night of that betrayal.

His entire body exuded a terrifying aura of darkness that was almost undisguised.

In this dark atmosphere, he also felt that Casillas was inexplicably weak.

It's very strange that such contradictory states as strength and weakness could coexist in one person at the same time.

"My king, Mordo, it's been a long time." Casillas's face was more sinister than ever before, and one could still vaguely see that his skin had taken on an eerie pale gray hue.

His voice remained low and hoarse.

“Casillas, you have betrayed light and justice. Come back with me to face judgment.”

Facing the encirclement, Modu showed no fear but instead shouted righteously and sternly.