American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

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Luke's plane had barely landed, and he hadn't even left the airport when Nick Fury, who had rushed over, blocked him head-on. A convoy of vehicles headed straight for the Heberon Industrial Park.

Once they arrived at their destination and entered the conference room specifically used for discussing matters, Nick, who had been holding back all the way, couldn't help but start grilling him for details.

"Doctor Strange is confirmed to be staying there?" Nick started with Stephen.

"Yes, the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, believes he has great talent and has taken him as a disciple," Luke nodded, giving a definite answer.

"That Ancient One, or rather, magic, does it really exist?" Nick was still doubtful.

"What do you mean?" Luke began, then, as Nick was about to ask something else, he held out his hand in a rejecting, forward-pushing gesture, apologizing, "Wait a moment, I'm receiving a package."

Under Nick's wide-eyed, astonished gaze, a faint spark followed the beginning of Luke's voice from the ground, continuously expanding in the air, eventually spinning out a half-person-high halo. A red band shot out from the halo with lightning speed, circling around Luke, and then the halo quickly disappeared, turning into a cluster of sparks.

"This…?" Nick's face showed suppressed shock. But before he could finish speaking, he was surprised to see the red band that had shot out, its body hovering in mid-air tightening up, like a snake contracting its muscles before hunting, and then it pounced on Luke.

啪!

The front end of the band turned into a palm and slapped hard on a hexagonal light shield.

Luke, who was slapped, sat calmly in his seat.

啪啪啪!

Light shields popped up like whack-a-moles, completely blocking the band's attacks.

"The evidence you wanted." Luke didn't look at the band that was happily playing. Yesterday, before leaving, he took a stroll through the Sorcerer Supreme's artifact vault. Master Mordo accompanied him throughout, and in the end, among several artifacts that showed interest in Luke, Luke chose this magical band with its own consciousness. Well, because the initial spontaneous protection of the light shield prevented the band from completely approaching Luke, the consciousness within the band was very dissatisfied.

Last night, Luke had watched the band play whack-a-mole with the light shields all night, and the band's consciousness was extremely persistent, seemingly not very smart. Even if Luke canceled the protection of the light shield, opening up access for the band to approach, it still didn't give up, gesturing with a corner of the band, indicating that Luke should release the light shield.

Luke thought that if the light shield was broken, the band would quiet down, but the truth proved that it wouldn't. On the contrary, it would become even more intense. So, when boarding the plane, he had to temporarily hand it over to the Ancient One, and then have it teleported over after he landed. The reason he didn't use the portal to directly return to Heberon, letting the private plane fly back on its own, was naturally to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Okay, I'm starting to believe that magic exists in this world." Nick rubbed his forehead. "So, what agreement did you reach with that Sorcerer Supreme?"

"Before answering that question, I want to ask, if this world begins to undergo some kind of change, are you standing on the side of those politicians, or on the side of maintaining world order?" Luke didn't give an answer immediately, but instead asked Nick.

"It seems that your discussion with that sorcerer involved a rather large plan." Nick sensitively perceived something. Looking at the band that was tirelessly and happily slapping the light shield, he only felt his head starting to ache again. For a moment, he even wondered if he shouldn't have come looking for him in the first place?

Undoubtedly, based on past experience, Nick already felt that Luke had dug a bottomless pit for him in front, and he might have to jump into it.

"Just say what you have to say. The two of us are already bound very tightly. I don't mind being bound even tighter. But first, you have to let me know what you and those sorcerers want to do, right?" Nick sighed, somewhat tiredly giving up.

"Have I told you about the duties of a sorcerer?" Luke asked.

"It seems to be to stop the invasion of some dimensional demons?" Nick closed his eyes and thought, giving the answer he had once heard from Luke.

"Yes, but what you don't know is that many dimensional demons have their own agents on this planet. From your duty's perspective, these people are all potential dangers that may cause chaos in the future." As Luke spoke, he summoned White Queen, pulling up many images on the virtual screen.

Among them was a skull riding a motorcycle, an unknown strongman with muscles all over his body and an iron helmet, and a woman named Ophelia Sarkissian, codenamed Viper, who was disheveled and running frantically under the pursuit of a group of sorcerers. There were many similar figures projected on the screen. So many that Nick's scalp tingled.

"These, each one is backed by a dimensional demon, whether powerful or weak." Luke disclosed all the information he had obtained from the sorcerers to S.H.I.E.L.D. "And many of these are simply impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to solve on its own."

"Don't the sorcerers care?" Nick looked at the dense number of demon agents, feeling that the number of his safe houses seemed to need to be expanded again.

"It's difficult to manage. First of all, the number of sorcerers is not very large, but there are many dimensional demons staring at this planet and this universe. Even the source of power for the Sorcerer Supreme's lineage comes from a powerful, relatively friendly dimensional demon. In other words, the protective forces constructed by the sorcerers can only block large-scale demon invasions, and the projection of power beyond the limit onto this planet.

More often, as long as they don't erupt with power beyond the limit and trigger an alarm, they simply can't manage it when they are busy." Luke shrugged: "Just like even the most perfect country, it is difficult to stop stowaways."

"We can help." Nick suggested: "If they are willing to open up the sorcerers' knowledge, of course, we can also use other things to exchange with them."

"This is the most awkward thing, because except for daily necessities, it is difficult for sorcerers to have any need for humans to exchange things for things. But that was before. I discussed a rough framework for cooperation with the Sorcerer Supreme. If everything goes smoothly in the future, then it can get on track. If there are any accidents, it may take some time to change the route. I can give you a spot on the bus, after all, if everything goes smoothly in the future, the sorcerers will definitely have to establish several liaison agencies with the human world. Look, our previous cooperation was very pleasant, I am willing to let S.H.I.E.L.D. act as this liaison agency. But first, I have to determine where you stand at the critical moment?" Luke said.

"If those sorcerers are indeed guardians as you say, then my choice is obvious, I will stand with you and the sorcerers. As long as I can control the situation." Nick said very seriously.

"Then we can talk about one of my plans with the Sorcerer Supreme." Luke tapped the virtual screen, and the screen displayed a plan that surprised Nick.

"Dimensional Demon Agent Visa Program."