It did not take long to fly there. Soon, over the vast ocean, the two began climbing in altitude.
As they soared past layer after layer of clouds, a colossal object suddenly appeared before them.
It was an enormous flying structure—or rather, a ring-shaped city resembling a thumb ring. Six massive pillar-like engines stood apart from one another, holding it steadily aloft.
Wanda parted her lips in astonishment as she stared at the structure. She had never imagined that a city could truly fly in the sky.
"Where is this?"
"This is the S.P.E.A.R. Agency headquarters, the 'Ring.' A Floating City created through immortal arts and alien technology. Unfortunately, it isn't magic, but an entirely different system." Deathstroke's raspy voice came from beneath his mask. He floated silently in the air, Cosmic Energy shimmering faintly across his body.
"Are we really going inside?" Wanda had already been reluctant when she heard they were going to see a politician. Now that she saw how powerful his organization was, she became even more unwilling.
As a member of the Brotherhood, raised on Magneto's teachings, she had never had a favorable impression of politicians or generals.
Su Ming flew closer with her, searching for an entrance hatch. "It's fine. Old Zheng is a decent man. I've worked with him for a long time, and there are some matters coming up that will require his abilities."
As he spoke, the runway doors for fighter jets opened before them. Zheng Xian must have seen him arriving.
Wanda then watched as the Sorcerer Supreme strolled into someone else's base as though it were his own home. Along the way, several people greeted him familiarly, and he answered them with a smile in words she could not understand.
They were merely exchanging greetings between acquaintances, things like,