Himalayas.
The mountains lay blanketed in white, vast and bitterly cold as icy winds slashed past like blades.
Halfway up the mountain, concealed beneath ice and snow and extending 450 meters deep into the range, was a secret safe house Nick Fury had built for himself by diverting S.H.I.E.L.D. funds.
"Is this place safe?" Stephen Strange glanced at the smooth steel walls, cast from refined steel and not particularly spacious, then asked with a frown.
"He controls the entire world's networks and every surveillance camera. There is no safest place—only places without even a trace of a network are relatively safe. Even I can't guarantee this is one hundred percent secure." Nick Fury cranked open the generator by hand. Dim yellow light from old-fashioned lamps flickered to life across the 2.3-meter-high ceiling as he continued,
"In any case, as long as he hasn't found this place immediately, it's safe."
Stephen Strange nodded slightly without speaking and walked to one side, drawing a magic circle on the floor.
Not far from Stephen Strange, Pietro Maximoff and Wanda Maximoff were half-outlined beneath the dim, yellowish-black light. The siblings wore thick down jackets, their necks tucked into their fur collars, and white mist escaped their mouths whenever they breathed.
"What are we doing?" Pietro Maximoff still did not understand what Nick Fury and Stephen Strange intended to do.
Ever since they had left their home with them yesterday, taken several detours, and arrived at Nick Fury's safe house in the Himalayas, they still had not learned what Nick Fury and Stephen Strange actually wanted to do.
The two siblings had simply followed them around without knowing what they were supposed to do.
"We'll use the Mind Scepter to help guide and awaken your own powers. At the same time, we'll see whether He-El