Full-time Creation Master

At an altitude of approximately 6 meters.

A humanoid figure stared blankly at the Creation Bell, located about 4 meters above the ground, which was being forged by heavenly lightning and burned by heavenly fire...

"What?"

Chu Ming, who was unaware that he was nearly bankrupt, discovered this through a soul connection with the Creation Bell.

『 , ~~~~』

Not enough, not enough, ~~``

"More, more~~~~"

Like the tender, childlike voice of a three-year-old, it was the voice of the premature Creation Bell's spirit, now calling for even more thunder and lightning.

With each cut and chisel, the patterns on the Creation Bell become clearer and brighter.

Each time thunder and fire collide, the body of the Creation Bell solidifies a little bit more.

Just as Chu Ming was making his "reasonable" deductions, an invisible force in the world directly told him the answer.

"A gift from the will of the world!"

Coconut flakes~~~

Chu Ming gave a thumbs up to the will of the magical world, a thumbs up to his own transmigration advantage, and a thumbs up to Mother Earth who might be giving him a gift...

"As expected, good kids who don't constantly think about defying the heavens get rewarded!"

"So, the Mechanical Buddha was probably also stopped by the world's will, right?"

『............』

Chu Ming is caught in a mental storm.

In his mind, the speed at which the small golden ball spun slowed down: ... (The mechanical powerhouse, now possessing self-awareness, has formed a flawed concept!)

Indeed, absolute freedom is evil!

On the other side!

Mu Ningxue, Leng Lie Wang, Kelier, and others, with small wings or magical artifacts fluttering behind them, or riding summoned beasts or taming beasts, all flapped their wings.

They dared not fly high, but remained guarding the skies at an altitude of 1000 meters, doing their part for Chu Ming.

Of the angel warriors scattered across the hundreds of thousands of meters of battlefield, only a little over 1600 remain.

There are 25 six-winged angels as commanders, 81 four-winged angel warriors, and 1500 two-winged angels.

A white curtain formed in the sky, as if angels had descended to earth!

Everyone was on high alert.

A powerful gust of air swept in from afar, and two figures approached each other as quickly as lightning.

It was none other than the Golden Lion King—Andy McDowell and Luo Tianhe.

Upon seeing this, Watanabe immediately stepped forward, a long-lost smile on his face: "Lord Andy MacDowell, Lord Luo Tianhe, you've finally arrived!"

I was so worried!

For Watanabe, who watched almost the entire battle...

Andy McDowell, who "abandoned darkness for light," and Luo Tianhe, who harbored biases, were both "one of their own" who had pledged their loyalty!

Or perhaps it's one of our own, someone with formidable strength who can take on ten opponents at once!

Making friends is the right thing to do!

Andy McDowell's gaze sharpened, then he burst into hearty laughter.

He was quite approachable, patting Watanabe on the shoulder: "Such a big matter, especially concerning Lord Chu Ming, how could we be absent!"

Andy McDowell had no intention of following the warriors' example and directly engaging in war with Watanabe, the "greedy minister" before Archangel Chu Ming.

He may be laughing in front of me, but upholding Exusiai's principles is what I should do!

After saying that, he stopped in one place to protect Chu Ming.

Luo Tianhe, pale-faced but with a serious expression and deep gaze, exclaimed, "Emperor!"

"What did you say?" Watanabe didn't hear clearly and moved a third closer to ask.

These are all high-level mages, far more prestigious than a mere high-level mage like myself.

We can't afford to be careless!

"It's nothing!"

He tightened his grip on the trembling nine-toothed rake, then gave a natural smile and brushed it off.

"Oh?" Watanabe scratched his head, deciding not to bother thinking about it if he couldn't figure it out.

"By the way, Lord Luo Tianhe, this is the No. 1 Fountain of Life Potion!"

Welcome to a vast collection of novels for you to explore!

Watanabe took out several purple-packaged potions from his storage equipment and handed them over.

"These few doses of No. 1 medicine are for your recovery, as instructed by Commander Chu Ming!"

Furthermore, Commander Chu Ming said he would like to thank you in person later!

"........."

Luo Tianhe didn't interrupt Watanabe's incessant chatter. Instead, he looked at the chubby guy who was constantly trying to win over his boss with shining eyes.

He's only 6 feet tall, but he's 2 feet 2 inches wide!

His face looks simple and honest, but his eyes are incredibly shrewd and cunning—truly a genetic trait inherited from the Watanabe family!

Water, wind, and summoning abilities—high-level cultivation!

Terrible magical skills!

They also lack strong control.

The magic power intensity (similar to the magic power index [the evaluation index of the Holy City]) is estimated to be only 30 or 40.

Nothing special!

shortcoming.......

But she looks just like me!

Luo Tianhe sighed, his gaze softening slightly...

10,000 meters above the ground!

The calamity clouds surged like a raging black tide, churning wildly in the sky.

Thick bolts of purple lightning, like ferocious dragons, raged and roamed among the clouds, emitting deafening roars.

The entire world was shrouded in this terrifying aura of lightning tribulation, as if the end of the world was approaching.

The Creation Bell floats between heaven and earth, enduring the baptism of lightning tribulation.

Each bolt of lightning that struck sent dazzling sparks flying across the bell.

Mysterious runes flickered within the sparks, greedily devouring the power of the lightning tribulation!

The bell trembled slightly and emitted a deep hum, as if announcing its comfort to heaven and earth!

As the last bolt of lightning struck.

The storm clouds slowly dissipated, and the sky gradually cleared.

Please don't worry about whether there are lightning tribulations in the magical dimension!!!

"A demon king-level being who can sleep for hundreds of years, isn't it normal for them to suffer a tribulation of lightning?!"

After undergoing the tribulation of lightning, the runes on the surface of the Creation Bell became even brighter.

The various mountain and river patterns are as clear as if they have been upscaled from 1080 to 100086, appearing incredibly sharp and lifelike.

urn~~~

With a gentle shake, it emitted a deafening chime.

The resounding yet gentle chime of the bell instantly and imperceptibly spread throughout the entire world.

The mountains trembled, the rivers surged with monstrous waves, and countless creatures trembled in fear, their hearts filled with awe for the unknown.

Suddenly, an iceberg in the far north shattered; countless scarlet bats flew out from the sacred mountain of Nanslasyos; a once-in-a-millennium snowstorm swept across the sacred Himalayas; a phoenix's cry echoed from Qishan, the closest mountain to Bo City; and holy light shone from the Angel Temple in the holy city...

Countless planes, countless powerful beings, and countless gazes were cast upon us!

'Scattered...'

The lingering sound of the bell, like a rag, smoothed out the space.

The feeling of being spied on vanished instantly.

By the time they realized what was happening, the Creation Bell had transformed into a streak of light and sped toward Chu Ming.

Chu Ming's eyes were also filled with shock.

"This magical plane has so many Emperor-level beings?"

Overwhelmed with surprise, Chu Ming's lips twitched.

Not only was it exposed prematurely, but it also increased the difficulty!

Those beings who can sense the Creation Bell and cast their gaze upon it are at least at the Emperor level!

(Currently, it seems that the only way for mages to achieve this is through magical tools!)

Differentiating them by their different imperial wills, there are over 70 imperial-level figures!

This is something that can be sensed and has sent its will!

Rounding up or down, that's nearly a hundred emperors!

The original work didn't mention this level of difficulty!

The East China Sea battle only involved fewer than ten emperor-level demons, and the final boss was a weakling who relied on the Eye of the Tide and the Eye of Boundless to force his way to the top of the Ten Great Roofs!

Even so, they still managed to defeat the overpowered Mo Fan and the Heavenly Kingdom, who had expended a significant portion of their national strength, by a narrow margin!

A Pyrrhic victory!

What should we do with these 70-plus emperor-level beings...?

Chu Ming, who had just been thinking, "It's cold, I need to put on more clothes," felt utterly disheartened!