Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

The battlefield, a place of blood and fire, is where a true warrior is forged and tempered.

"Yes!!"

Reicher and Natasha responded immediately.

"Go."

To the astonishment of Carter and the other two, Matthew opened a portal, allowing Reicher and his companions to return to the island base.

The portal was indeed of great strategic significance.

The formation of subsequent magic warbands needs to be accelerated; we can't rely solely on ourselves.

First, he still needs to solve the energy problem.

His subordinates, naturally, could not sign contracts with the Vishanti like the mages of Kamar-Taj.

Matthew was simply working for someone else; he wouldn't do anything that would put him at a disadvantage.

Wang also left.

Only Matthew, Carter, Johnny, and Rosanne remained at the scene.

What are your plans next?

"I'll keep this kid hidden for a while; he needs to adjust to his new identity." The old cowboy glanced at the dilapidated cemetery in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.

The place where they had lived in seclusion for many years was destroyed.

We need to find a different place.

Moreover, he had finally met Johnny, so he had to use his limited time to help Johnny adapt to his new identity.

Otherwise, he might still be outmaneuvered by Mephisto.

Fortunately, Mephisto's soul projection was killed, and the ambitious Demon King's son, the Heart Demon, was taken away by Matthew and became a prisoner, so he no longer needs to worry about his safety.

"Someone will come and handle this."

Matthew understood the old cowboy's thoughts and explained them simply.

Ever since the Ancient One told him about Mephisto's whereabouts and found this place, he knew that this place was definitely going to be destroyed. The king and his group of mages were very experienced and had already used magic to transfer the buried corpses before the battle began.

This is considered a way to bring peace to the deceased.

Unless absolutely necessary, try to preserve the integrity of the battle site and ensure its subsequent defense.

Activating the Mirror Space Dimensional Magic in advance works on the Heart Demon, but not on Mephisto.

Mirror space magic is essentially a type of magic that pulls enemies into one's own territory, giving oneself an initial advantage. It is effective against enemies of equal or slightly higher skill levels.

The only significant difference is between Matthew and Mephisto in this aspect.

It's not about energy, but about magic.

Matthew was exceptionally gifted, and no matter how fast he learned magic, he only studied for less than a year. How many years did Mephisto live?

In this respect, the two people are not on the same level.

Matthew can activate the Mirror Space Dimensional Magic, but Mephisto can immediately dispel it, and even turn the tables and take control of the Mirror Space.

As for the follow-up work, that will definitely be handled by the department of a certain black man with a one-eyed bald head.

The commotion here is too great; the other party will definitely notice.

It doesn't matter anymore. His current industrial layout and battle group formation are already in place, and the momentum is beginning to take shape. No one can stop him.

The most likely obstacle was the Ancient One, but it turned out to be Matthew's number one sister.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is no longer a threat.

Even if Nick Fury went crazy and used a pager to drag Carol back to Earth, it wouldn't make a difference.

Matthew's strength wasn't just about having enough power and manpower, but also about having a strong sense of justice.

The Ancient One designated him as the future leader of the human order, and the Kamar-Taj mission to protect Earth predates S.H.I.E.L.D. by a long time. If Nick Fury really wants to use this sense of righteousness to pressure Matthew, he's simply overestimating himself.

If we really bring Granny Marvel back, and she gets a little information about what happened, this righteous old lady might just turn on Nick Fury and demand to know what he's up to.

With no worries left, the old cowboy left with Johnny and Rosanne.

The three of them huddled together on one horse looked like a family, quite harmonious indeed.

Unfortunately, Johnny's cool motorcycle was destroyed in the battle. Wang moved the remains of the dead, but he wasn't going to help Johnny move his belongings along with them.

However, before the old cowboy left, he left something important for Matthew.

The Covenant of Saint Van González, which possesses the souls of three thousand fallen believers of God.

This thing is a good thing for demons.

An extremely devout saint, corrupted by Mephisto's millennia-long scheme, has his soul filled with "ultimate evil," and this transformation grants him terrifying energy.

It is a soul battery; if any demon obtains it and absorbs it, it can grow rapidly.

They can also gradually become a powerful legion, fighting for it.

It is also the key to open the gates of hell.

Matthew accepted this top-notch item. There's only one reason why the old cowboy would entrust it to Matthew: he's an enemy of Mephisto.

The contract was given to Matthew; as long as Matthew lived, Mephisto would never get anything from him.

Security is maximized.

In addition, Matthew's relationship with Kamar-Taj seems to be quite unusual, and his credibility is also at its highest.

Since that's the case, let's just hand this hot potato over to Matthew, and everyone will be happy.

Matthew stood there, watching the three people and one horse disappear into the night, then looked at the contract in his hand. He wondered if the fallen souls here had anything to do with demons.

If it can be identified as a Devil Fruit soul in the Devil Fruit encyclopedia, then I'll be rich.

Then Matthew sensed the Devil Fruit encyclopedia in his consciousness and found that it didn't react at all, so he understood.

It really does take a pure demon soul.

Well, he'd already gained enough for the day. Matthew stopped talking and left.

All that remained was a devastated, leveled cemetery, awaiting S.H.I.E.L.D.'s cleanup.

..........

Hell, in the minds of many humans, is the most evil and terrifying place.

The same is true.

It is a transdimensional purgatory with lava, flames, sulfur, and pain as its backdrop.

The sky is always dark red, filled with sulfurous smoke and ash, the air is scorching and acrid, breathing feels like swallowing fire, the clouds are rolling black smoke and lava fragments, and occasionally fire rain or lava flows fall.

A fractured continent composed of black rocks and scarlet magma.

It is filled with rift valleys, abysses, volcanoes, and lava rivers.

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And deep within hell, there lies an ancient castle.

A colossal palace forged from some kind of black rock and bones, without a dome, exposed directly to the fiery red sky, with towering pillars, broken walls, and reliefs of horns, skulls, and demons.

All around was an eternal wailing, a painful roar, the sound of flames exploding, and the sound of magma boiling.

In the center of this great hall stood a throne, upon which sat a tall, thin demon with red skin, draped in a scarlet cloak.

He is the ruler of this hell, Mephisto.

He leaned against the throne, opened his eyes which had been closed, and a terrifying coldness flashed in them.

The surging, turbulent energy seemed to shake the entire hell, and countless demons within it screamed in fear and confusion as to why their master was so angry.

"Human brat!!"

Mephisto uttered the name that enraged him.

He never expected that his two mishaps on Earth would be caused by a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old human boy.

Not only did his own human energy projection perish, but his plan, which he had been laying out for a thousand years, also completely failed.

However, Mephisto calmed down very quickly.

Mephisto is realistic and rational.

He is rarely emotional, or even when he is, he immediately corrects himself and thinks critically to find opportunities that are in his favor.

If necessary, he can abandon his so-called dignity to grovel before those who are more powerful than himself.

"That kid knew I was coming in advance, so he was waiting for me."

Once he calmed down, Mephisto quickly analyzed the situation.

He had previously thought that Matthew had approached Old Carter because the Witchheart Demon had been discovered, but now he dismissed that idea; Matthew must have known about his presence on Earth beforehand.

That kid's target is him.

The Ancient One?

Mephisto immediately pictured a bald old woman in his mind. He looked up at the sky and, through the dimensions of hell, saw the Ancient One, the strongest being on earth, fighting against darkness amidst chaos and starry skies.

He seemed to see a smile playing on the other person's lips.

"Damn woman."

Mephisto cursed under his breath, the flame in his heart completely extinguished.

He can't afford to mess with this woman.

The Ancient One is very strong, extremely strong, so strong that Mephisto wouldn't dare to provoke her lightly. It's because the Ancient One also has Odin of Asgard that Mephisto doesn't dare to covet Earth.

Even more terrifying, the woman was dying.

The most terrifying and dangerous period for a strong person is not during their peak, but rather the time when they are about to die.

During this period, anyone who dares to provoke them will inevitably face a fight to the death.

Putting yourself in his shoes, if Mephisto were on the verge of death, he would definitely find an opponent to take him down with him.

Bring one along and you'll make a killing.

That's the most troublesome part.

He dared not provoke the Ancient One, nor did he dare to set foot on Earth casually, but then a new star with extraordinary talent, Matthew, appeared.

This means that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Ancient One would inevitably protect Matthew and help him grow up smoothly before her demise.

Mephisto suddenly felt helpless against Matthew.

Even his own eldest son was arrested.

but.......

Mephisto narrowed his eyes. Compared to himself, it seemed that Dormammu, the Dark Dimension Lord who was currently fighting against the Ancient One, was more anxious.

"Perhaps, I can lend a hand." Mephisto laughed, a cunning laugh.

........

The scorching sun beat down on the area of ​​St. Michael's Cemetery, which had been razed to the ground.

"OK, we're in trouble."

Standing before the enormous, bottomless crevice that stretched for thousands of meters, a middle-aged white man in a suit took off his sunglasses, leaned forward to take a look, and then shrugged at the burly man behind him.

Apart from the two people, the entire area was surrounded by a large number of people.

The cordon was set up, and trucks and excavators kicked up clouds of dust.

“That’s spectacular, Coulson.”

A burly man, dressed in a simple T-shirt, red leather jacket, and jeans, placed his palm on his forehead, gazed into the distance, and sighed.

This area looks like it has been ravaged by countless meteorites, with craters of all sizes everywhere, especially this bottomless crack that is thousands of meters long.