After a busy day in Arlington, Howard finally used the crisis to convince the bigwigs to support the reorganized S.H.I.E.L.D., and now no one can stop him from growing the secret service into the most powerful unit on the planet that specializes in dealing with the otherworld.

Super technology, superpowers...... Unidentified events in a wide range of areas, and perhaps aliens in the future...... All of these mysteries that make other agencies helpless will be sent to the nascent S.H.I.E.L.D., an institution that is completely under his control, and there may be thoughtful people who will sneak their hands in, and America's allies will take an interest in it and promote some international cooperation projects, but Howard will have time to deal with them, and he will eventually make those people understand who is the master of this agency.

Of course, its soul is always that person—the one sitting next to Howard.

And the reward he asks for is not very high: there will never be a mutant name again, replaced by the concept of superpowers, and these gifted people will be active within S.H.I.E.L.D., and perhaps the military, and politics, and unwittingly expand their influence as their numbers increase.

Magneto has had a great start, and his team's debut in front of humanity is played as heroes fighting side by side, not as conspirators of war, and this initial impression is very important, just like between people, the first impression affects the perception of each other and changes the future.

That was a long time later, though, and Howard and Eric were sitting on the edge of the rooftop. Basking in the morning sunshine and munching on Jarvis's handmade burger, at their feet is Manhattan's busiest neighborhood. The crowd of people is rapidly evacuating westward through Fifth Avenue, and in the east of the sea are two giant monsters slowly approaching the city - Eric's last gift to the era, and after a vicious battle in the Cuban waters, the American people will have the privilege of experiencing the shock that the military once felt in the Caribbean Sea on their home soil.

Presumably, the intense fear and heavy economic losses can help the distinguished gentlemen and ladies to put aside the shelf of the spirit of all things a little and renew their reverence for nature and life.

"Are you leaving again and disappearing like last time?" After admiring the monster for a moment, Howard asked, turning his head sideways. Not long ago, he noticed the look in Carter's and Eric's goodbye eyes, and connected to some of the words that the friend had said before. He had a guess.

"The ceremony has begun, and I will arrange a grand curtain call." Eric replied lightly that he couldn't stay any longer, on the other side of the river. The lighthouse has restocked with energy.

"Another twenty years, or more?" Howard shook his head. "You're the cruelest person I've ever met."

"Giving up is temporary, and we'll get more." Looking up at the frightened birds flying in the sky, Eric whispered.

There were things he couldn't explain to Howard, and Howard might have understood his ability to travel through space, and it was like folding a piece of paper and making a hole, and when the paper was laid flat, the holes appeared at both ends of the paper at the same time - maybe for space, but time made a difference. It allows damaged paper to return to where it was damaged.

Eric may never be able to explain this to him in detail, and Howard is like everyone else. It is a fish that drifts with the tide in the river of time, and all he knows is the environment in the river, and he has never seen the outside world.

The serum in Peggy's body is just there to keep her alive, and when Eric returns to his own time, everything will be different.

After a moment of silence, Howard withdrew his leg from the building. Sit cross-legged on the edge of the rooftop.

"Have you ever done anything you regret in particular?" He asked casually, and went on talking to himself. "I've done something I regret a lot. For many years, I have been hiding it in my heart and have not mentioned it to others. ”

"What is it?" After a moment, Eric asked.

"That year, after you and Steve disappeared, we received a signal from Valkyrie that it was Schmidt's plane, and I was so happy that I thought I could find you, and Peggy asked me to bring you back, but I let her down...... On the way to the signal coordinates, I discovered the energy of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, you know I have always been fascinated by the infinite energy of the Hydra, I wasted days looking for it, and when I finally fished it out of the sea, the plane's signal was gone......"

Howard looked ahead in a daze, his mouth full of bitterness.

"Don't regret it like I do, Eric." He admonished, turned and jumped back onto the rooftop.

Eric sat silently, staring at the rising sun in front of him, before the silence was broken a long time later.

"Thanks, Howard."

He whispered.

At this moment, the lively city has been reduced to ruins, and two monsters are wreaking havoc inside.

Huge figures haunt the neighborhoods, and the cars left behind on the road are inadvertently stomped on, and the flames are scattered in debris, but they have no effect on the monsters, they roam around with impunity, tearing down buildings that get in the way, and the skyscrapers are as fragile as a pile of stacked blocks in front of them.

In such a short period of time, the thick smoke has formed a haze that covers half of the Manhattan sky.

Now the only thing that can cause it a small trouble is the soldiers who are desperately resisting.

Duke. General Augustine is the commander of this army, and he has understood that his mission is to delay the monster, waiting for a superpowered person to arrive from the south, the special adviser of S.H.I.E.L.D., nicknamed Magneto, who used his ability to destroy a monster the day before, and now the higher-ups need him to save America once more.

But when will he have to wait? Every minute here, scattered soldiers are killed by enraged monsters or smashed by collapsing buildings, and this is an asymmetrical war, which is entirely about human life as a delay.

In the military career of General Augustine, he had never faced such a frustrating action, and even the Soviet Union did not dare to be so arrogant in the past.

"If only we could be as bold as S.H.I.E.L.D. to appoint superpowers!" The command center was set up a mile away from the monster, and the general walked back and forth like a caged beast, occasionally looking up at distant targets. "The conservative, closed, and xenophobic old man is the main culprit who hinders the improvement of the army's combat strength, we can no longer ignore the changes as before, after this battle, the Russians will definitely find ways to sweep them up, we have to catch up with the Russians!"

His voice grew louder, and the adjutant was about to answer, when suddenly the phone rang, and Duke picked up the microphone and listened for a while, finally with a smile on his face.

"Get the lads down, we've got support." He hung up the phone, grabbed the binoculars and walked out into the open area to look at it from afar.

At this time, Eric has already flown above the monster, these are two Muto, a female and a male, they were originally Godzilla's old enemies, but were sent by Eric to a strange world as a pathetic one-time prop.

Now it's time to use their lives to help Eric with the final step of his plan.

Muto's intelligence is not low, although the two sides are much different in size, but they quickly discover Eric, and after the power of mind control is gone, they remember that it was this person who broke their wings before they were brought, and the two monsters fluttered in the sea for a long time before they came ashore.

Seeing the enemy again, the two monsters immediately had red eyes and burst out of their power without reservation.

They no longer cared about the annoying human soldiers, and roared and approached from both sides, and the furious aura with bloody killing intent made all ordinary people tremble, and before they could reach their opponents, the two Muto attacked at the same time.

Circles of pale blue electromagnetic waves flashed, spreading wildly in all directions, and in an instant the power of the entire Manhattan was cut off, and in the flickering light, countless fragments disintegrated from the buildings and roads, and the high-voltage electricity shattered them.

But this trick had no effect on the heavenly opponents, and Eric would not worry about losing control if he could bring them, but in order to show the intensity of the battle, he still let the two Muto continue to show their strength.

From the reconnaissance planes that flew through the air, it could be seen that the superpowers flying in the air single-handedly dragged the two monsters and attracted them to leave the city and fight and retreat towards the coast, where they could no longer see the original appearance of the neighborhood, there were ruins everywhere, the ground was completely covered with collapsed broken masonry, and from time to time a plume of smoke rose from the ruins.

When the monsters went deep into the sea, the superpowered man seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and surrounded by the monsters, his body suddenly lit up, radiating a strong light from his body that could penetrate everything, and even if it was far away, the pilot could feel the heat wave coming towards his face.

When the brightness of this light rose to its peak, it was finally transformed into a shockwave that destroyed everything and was released, and in an instant, the bodies of the two monsters were swallowed, and a huge amount of seawater was evaporated at the same time, and under the action of fluctuations in the air, half of New York trembled.

When the light faded, people in the distance could only see a gray mushroom cloud rising.

On the rooftop, Howard quietly watched the three figures disappear, not worried about Eric, but still a little melancholy in his heart.

Another old friend is gone, and I don't know when the next goodbye will be.

Thinking of his experiences as a young man, he couldn't help but miss those lost moments.

"Is that Mr. Eric?" Behind him, Jarvis's voice sounded, and the butler was no longer young.

"Yes, it's Eric." Howard said lightly. "He went home."

In the distance, a gray pillar of smoke pierced through the heavens and the earth. (To be continued)