Full-time Creation Master

The Po Clan... mental beings who perished... suspected to be Hydra... mechanical dimension... resurrected from the dead...

"An unkillable priestess?"

Nick muttered to himself, his brows furrowed and his face dark as he looked at Rena, who was being attacked by Hale Ruby, Kriel, Nangong Yue, Councilor Gao, and a group of six-winged angels.

He faced numerous dangers, but miraculously, he's still alive.

Unscientific~~~

"Fuck you!"

A series of misfortunes caused Nick, who was frustrated by everything going wrong, to curse out loud.

The decades have passed peacefully and steadily, so why are there so many things happening this year?

"Agent Chu Ming, eliminate her at all costs!"

"YES, sir!"

Chu Ming answered immediately, but then expressed concern, "If the Mechanical Buddha uses inter-star system teleportation again, then we won't be able to do anything."

"We'll handle this." Nick Fury said with a dark expression, but after glancing at the screen, he saw that almost all of the high-end combat forces under his control were locked in a fierce battle.

They had no choice but to issue another headless check.

Of the uncontrollable forces, only Bruce Banna and Niabi remain...

After a moment's thought, Nick Fury decided against acting impulsively.

Compared to potential hidden dangers, these time bombs would have a greater impact on S.H.I.E.L.D. if they were to explode!

As for Chu Ming's concern about the mechanical Buddha?

I believe Agent Chu Ming can handle this!

Just like that army of three thousand demonic angels.

That's almost the size of a tribe.

Who would have thought that Chu Ming, a human weighing less than 200 pounds, could have such a powerful trump card hidden in him?

But what if these angels belong to Chu Ming "himself"?

With the addition of those two werewolves and vampires, his threat to world peace will increase dramatically!

If these angels are not Chu Ming's own, but are truly related to the Holy City.

So, did I invite a wolf into the house before?

At the bottom level, there is a large number of mindless Han Chinese supporters; at the middle level, there are agents from prestigious universities and aristocratic families who are almost impossible to betray; and high-end combat power is also available!

Danger!

If he goes astray, he will pose a great threat to the safety of all mankind.

Anyway, we need to keep him in check a bit from now on.

"By the way, Agent Chu Ming!"

Regarding your angels, your angelic legions, I expect you to provide me with a reasonable report!

Huh?

Chu Ming was surprised, thinking that Nick Fury had tacitly moved on from this chapter.

But since he'd already brought it up, he replied casually, "Okay, no problem, sir!"

Just then, the Wind Wings behind Smith's bodyguard transported him to within two miles of the White Lotus clone.

A fierce wind howled, and the sky was obscured by thick dark clouds. Less than 100 meters in front of them was the ever-flowing waters of the Luotian River.

Beneath their feet lay a battlefield, the ground scorched and filled with the stench of gunpowder, a nauseating smell permeating the air.

Smith, who was full of complaints, finally dawdled his way to the vicinity.

Who would have thought that trying to flatter Commander Chu Ming would lead to his own downfall?

And still, "We believe in you, Warrior!"

And that damn Watanabe, all those resources I gave you, and in the end you introduced me to this kind of job.

"Pah!"

Smith, who was of noble birth, had no desire to take any risks whatsoever!

"Is this all there is to it?"

Smith, who was constantly praying that the White Lotus clone and the mages would maintain the status quo, directly raised the sealing scroll of the fourth stage of the Space Stone of Endless Energy.

A moment later... nothing happened!

Thump~~`·

Slide it away~~~

The white lotus clone casually flicked its vine whip, breaking through the water prison.

Clear water droplets splashed onto Smith's face.

It's icy cold and refreshing, very stimulating!

Ah~~~~~

Smith's face was filled with terror and exhaustion as he screamed incessantly.

In his panic, the scroll in his hand was also thrown out, fluttering loudly in the wind.

"Holy shit~~~~~"

After his initial shock, Smith realized he was still alive. The water prison was repaired, and the vines binding the white lotus clone were wrapped back around it.

The water in the water prison flowed like a series of agile water snakes, constantly coiling and tightening, attempting to bind the White Lotus Emperor once again.

However, the next second he realized that the scroll in his hand was gone.

Fortunately, it was thrown towards the water prison.

"I......."

Smith, his face a mixture of anger and rage, hesitated for a full two seconds before finally hardening his expression. "I'll risk it!"

Finally, the wind wings propelled Smith towards the free-falling scroll.

Compared to the rules and regulations of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Smith family's family laws, Smith suddenly felt that taking a little risk was not unacceptable.

Oh~~~~~

A beam of white light pierced the sky, leaving Smith with only the words "Bastard~~~~" before he crashed back to earth.

Between heaven and earth, the thick, ink-like waters of the Northern River surged and crashed wildly with overwhelming force, like a raging black tsunami.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in a deathly, dark abyss.

The white lotus clone was enveloped in a raging wind.

The white lotus blossoms, like ancient beasts enraged, let out shrill and piercing howls.

What's even more terrifying is that every move it makes causes violent tremors in space.

Before an emperor-level being, the surrounding space was like a doll being kneaded at will by an invisible giant hand, twisted into all sorts of bizarre shapes.

Before an emperor-level being, the surrounding space was like a doll being kneaded at will by an invisible giant hand, twisted into all sorts of bizarre shapes.

It makes a "creaking" sound.

It was as if they were enduring unbearable pain.

Black cracks spread through the space, like hideous wounds.

Strange purple lightning flashed intermittently from the crack, and occasionally even pierced through Luo Tianhe's water prison restraints.

Only the seemingly ordinary nine-toothed rake, exuding imperial might, could stop it.

At this critical moment, an extremely dazzling light, like a supernova explosion, instantly tore through the dark sky.

The sealing scroll of the fourth stage of the Space Stone of Endless Energy erupted as soon as it came into contact with Emperor-level magical energy and demonic power.

Trailing a long, luminous tail, it floated in mid-air above the battlefield like a mysterious star from the depths of the universe.

The edges of the reel shimmered with rings of blue and white light, making a rustling sound as the wind blew.

With a crisp yet mysterious "click," the opened scroll slowly unfolds again in three dimensions.

In an instant, a tremendous and suffocating force surged out from the reel.

A white light rapidly spread outwards in a ring shape from the center of the scroll.

This light was no ordinary light; it carried a strong spatial fluctuation, as if it compressed the energy of the entire universe.

Wherever the light touched, the entire battlefield was instantly illuminated.

The intensity of that light made even the most dazzling sun pale in comparison.

Under the white light, countless spatial runes emitting a soft blue glow and a transparent color, like fireflies on a summer night, slowly floated up from the scroll.

These runes are not static, but rather intertwine and rotate in an extremely complex and mysterious pattern.

Each collision between them triggers a powerful energy surge, unleashing an even more dazzling light.

The runes gathered more and more, gradually converging into a huge star palace magic array.

At the edge of the magic circle, rings of silver light flowed like a vibrant river of stars, imbued with mysterious spatial power.

These lights intertwined and intertwined, forming a huge, mysteriously shimmering spatial star palace array.

And it serves as a prelude.