Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

Matthew didn't remain silent for long. Since Rachel and the others had pulled this stunt, he stopped being coy.

He knew he had embarked on this path.

That day will inevitably come.

This was his choice.

Sure enough, as Matthew scanned the soldiers one by one and earnestly called out "Stand up," all the soldiers, including Reicher, smiled.

Everyone stood up at the same time.

My heart is burning with passion.

They knew very well that a new era had arrived.

They are both witnesses and creators.

This is their glory, and this moment will be forever etched in the annals of human history.

"Strucker?"

Matthew didn't rush to deal with the twins, but instead looked at Baron Strucker, one of the future Captain America's biggest villains.

"Yes."

Strucker was utterly despondent. The enemy's surprise attack on his castle base in this manner made their intentions obvious.

Regardless, his fate is unlikely to be good.

Since that's the case, then I might as well just slide down my knees.

“I like your intelligence, Rachel.” Matthew, seeing this, stopped talking and glanced at Rachel.

The latter nodded and waved gently.

Then one of them stepped out from the Astartes line and carried Baron Strucker away.

"You don't need to stay here anymore, go do your things."

Matthew waved his hand, and Reicher and the other soldiers bowed their heads, pounded their chests with their right fists to express their respect, and then turned and left.

Discipline and drive are at their peak.

Then Matthew looked at the twins.

Seeing that the two were dressed in thin clothes and shivering from the cold wind outside, he smiled and snapped his fingers.

A red ripple swept across the surface of their bodies in an instant.

Warmth flowed through the twins' bodies, dispelling the chill.

Is it warmer now?

"Thank you."

The twins were a little uncomfortable with Matthew's concern. After exchanging a glance, it was Wanda, the younger sister, who thanked him in a low voice.

His voice was a little dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Is it my fault?

Matthew smiled, then suddenly asked, somewhat puzzled.

The twins paused for a moment after hearing this. Wanda was the first to understand the meaning behind Matthew's words. She looked at Matthew with some surprise, then shook her head: "No."

"This is our fate."

After speaking, he lowered his eyes, his face showing a mixture of hatred and sorrow.

The hatred wasn't directed at Matthew, but at the enemy who had destroyed her parents and family.

Matthew looked at the future Scarlet Witch.

Looking at the other person's thin body, and the lingering hatred and confusion, the corners of his lips actually turned up slightly.

"You crave power?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing Matthew's words, the twins immediately turned to look at him.

"To gain power, he willingly joined a human experimentation enhancement program, simply because he wanted revenge?"

The twins fell silent.

After exchanging a glance, Wanda pursed her lips and said, "It's not just about revenge; he can bring hope to this country, he can end the war."

Matthew nodded to himself.

Indeed, the twins' desire for power was genuine, as was their desire for revenge after gaining that power.

Therefore, he voluntarily joined Baron Strucker's human experimentation enhancement program.

Aside from that, the twins are kind at heart, and they are Sokovians.

I witnessed everything that the poor people of Sokovia went through from a young age. After the war destroyed the twins' family, the twins were taken in by a shelter, then wandered around after leaving, and even participated in anti-war marches.

Therefore, there was also the idea of ​​gaining power to drive the war out of Sokovia.

It may seem naive, but this is actually the tragedy of twins.

Even if deep down you might have guessed that this was a lie by Strucker.

Having witnessed violence, helplessness, and the tragic deaths of loved ones since childhood, he has an extreme lack of security and a strong aversion to feelings of powerlessness.

They want to stop being manipulated, to stop being victims, to be able to protect themselves, to protect each other, and to protect their fellow citizens in Sokovia.

Strucker is the twins' only chance.

"What if I said the war in Sokovia was over?"

Thinking of this, Matthew asked in return.

The twins' pupils widened slightly: "The war is over?"

“Just an hour ago, my army occupied the entire Sokovia. The government forces and the rebels were suppressed, and my troops were stationed there, completing the eradication of the gangs in Sokovia.”

"The war is over."

Matthew explained softly.

The twins stared blankly at Matthew, their hearts filled with disbelief.

The twins couldn't believe that this boy, who looked about their age, was so brazen as to claim that he had ended the war and chaos in Sokovia.

They even occupied the entire Sokovia.

is it possible?

The twins initially didn't believe it, but when they thought about what they had just seen—those Astartes and Raven Warriors who were so powerful they were almost suffocating—they couldn't help but believe it.

"Is this true? The war is over?"

Even the usually introverted Pietro couldn't hold back any longer and excitedly spoke up, even taking a step forward.

However, after looking directly into Matthew's eyes, he ultimately stopped in his tracks.

His gaze wandered again.

Fortunately, Matthew gave a positive reply.

"It's over. There will be no more war in Sokovia."

"Who exactly are you?"

Pietro fell silent, but Wanda mustered her courage and asked.

"I?"

Matthew looked at the girl who dared to look him in the eye and chuckled, "Didn't you hear what Reich just said?"

He repeated Reicher's words.

"I am the shepherd of humanity, the guardian of souls."

"I am the supreme emperor."

Wanda was stunned into silence by Matthew's almost arrogant words.

If it were someone else, she would think that person was an arrogant and madman.

But after everything that had just happened, and seeing the confidence beneath Matthew's calm expression, she somehow found herself believing it.

"Emperor?"

Wanda pondered these words silently for a while before speaking: "Will you bring peace to your people?"

"Of course, there will be no war in my territory, no poor people who lose their homes because of war, and no children who go hungry or cold because of greed and corruption."

"Are the Sokovians your people?"

"Yes, not just Sokovia."

Wanda stopped asking questions. Pietro was already too shocked to speak. She took a deep breath, and her beautiful but tired eyes reddened.

"Can I, may I bear witness?"

Wanda's voice was trembling with tears.

For so long, for so many years, this has been the hope of countless Sokovians.

But all that awaited them was repeated despair.

The corrupt government led to widespread suffering. The rebels overthrew the government and established a new one, each time bringing hope, only to repeat the mistakes of the previous government.

again and again.

People have become numb.

Is this time for real?

“Of course.” Matthew stepped forward, reached out and wiped away the tears the latter shed, his voice gentle: “Everyone is a witness.”

Chapter 210 Helmut Zemo (Seeking monthly votes)

early morning.

The snowstorm in Novigor never stopped, and the residents of Sokovia were terrified and barely slept all night.

After all, the commotion last night was quite significant.

A large, never-before-seen elite force entered the city and decisively cleared out any hidden Hydra and gangs within, arresting corrupt government officials, and so on.

These commotions could not possibly escape the notice of the people in the city.

People didn't know what had happened and thought the rebels had stormed the city.

Some people were overjoyed, while others were filled with worry.

History has taught them that history is a cycle, and the resistance that once thought it would overthrow the corrupt system and bring peace to the country turned out to be just that—nothing special.

As the saying goes, the dragon slayer becomes the dragon.

The reason the Sokovians delayed the war was that they had long since lost faith in the rebels.

They oppose war in any form.

Regardless of the purpose.

Fortunately, the gunfire and noise did not last long. In less than two hours, everything had completely calmed down, and the elite troops did not disturb the residents.

People were then somewhat relieved.

The next morning, people cautiously observed the situation and, finding nothing amiss outside, mustered the courage to venture out and go to work.

On one of the streets, a figure wearing a thick coat, carrying a briefcase, braved the heavy snow to reach a detached apartment building, hurriedly opened the door, and went inside.

At this moment, his father Heinrich, mother Hilda, wife Heck, and young son Leo were all sitting on the sofa in the room.

Upon his arrival, everyone stood up, their expressions filled with worry.

"Helmut, what's happening outside?" Although his father Heinrich was old, he was still strong and had an extraordinary presence.