Full-time Creation Master

"The Australian government's request to release the forbidden spell in Lecani was rejected by the Spellcaster's Office for 'not meeting the conditions for release.' The forbidden spell was released by the Archangel Paul Hibia of the Holy City because... his grandson Tel Hibia died in battle against the Kree, and several of the Holy City's outstanding young talents are engaged in a fierce struggle..."

The Guard and the Internal Auditorium were basically one team, while Lewis and Mark from the Holy City faction were not present!

Monirib Abshihat, the captain of the Sixth Battalion, which leans towards the Holy City or the Angel faction, did not come, but the vice-captain Paul Lai did!

Seeing this, he was so angry that his hair stood on end and his face was filled with rage. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"That Paul Hibia is absolutely a fallen angel who betrayed the Holy City and the faith; he is a traitor!"

"A true angel would never unleash a forbidden spell without permission near the capital of a nation..."

Paul Le didn't even dare to say anything about "acting in a fit of anger," and directly expelled Paul Schipia from the city of San Antonio!

Because the Holy City had worked for over a hundred years to imprison the forbidden spells of the major powers, the biggest beneficiary was naturally the Holy City, which held half the power in the Forbidden Spells Association!

We must not allow the rules of the Forbidden Spells Association to become meaningless!

Although Paul Lai was utterly loyal to Chu Ming, he believed in the matter of the Holy City that the two were one, and he remained loyal to him as well!

Or rather, Paul Lai believed that Paul Hibia had violated the rules of the Forbidden Spell Society, which meant disrupting the order of the Holy City and harming the interests of Archangel Chu Ming!

"Paul Leigh, go and arrest that Paul Hibia... never mind, just tell him!"

Chu Ming said coldly, "To die on the battlefield is the destiny of a mage!"

To die for humanity is the glory of the Holy City!

"Tell Paul Hibbia, I said it!"

"Yes, sir!" Paul Lai, his face flushed with anger, accepted the order and left to deal with the clueless Paul Hibia.

Not only will the foolish Paul Hibia pay with his life, but the Hibia family, one of the top families in the Holy City, will also pay the price!

Moreover, the name even contains the character "Paul," which is a disgrace to the name Paul!

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[Iron Warrior Files ***Top Secret***Final Access LV10]

Name: Iron Warrior

Brief description: Not pure-blooded humans (but human bloodline is absolutely dominant), average height 2.5 meters, weight 300 kilograms, no reproductive isolation from humans but no reproductive ability.

Positioning: Weapon of War

Target audience: Healthy men/women aged 18-30

The composition ratios of Eagle Eye Serum, Super Nerve Serum, Rapid Regeneration Serum, Odor Detection Serum, Infrared Sensing Serum, Copper Head Iron Bone Serum... + the ultimate 'Iron Warrior' version serum made from 99% Giant blood and 1% Titan blood +!! A single element of creation as a harmonizing agent!!

[Note: Scientists at S.H.I.E.L.D. have so far been unable to manufacture the relevant modified serum on their own.]

Targeted awakening of fire magic, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s artificial fire-type spirit seed,

Taoist and Buddhist tattoos, blessings from divine words, mental and spiritual barriers.

Starlight Type 3 Exoskeleton Armor (Dual-drive of fire magic power and energy battery),.......

Combat strength: Ordinary soldier general level / top level 2!

Strength output is 500,000 jin (10,000 jin for a level 1 martial artist, 100,000 jin for a level 2 martial artist), with extremely strong mental resistance! However, it cannot unleash mental attacks! Magical output is at the level of a regular beginner/intermediate mage!

When fully armed, it has a 50% chance of killing a dragon of the same level with a single target! It is immune to 70% of mental attacks!

Cost: 500 million / Iron Warrior!

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The Quinjet fighters, like silver-gray arrows, tore through the gloom over the battlefield.

3*3*3=27 fighter jets formed a tight formation and shuttled around the aerospace carrier.

The exhaust plumes from the wings intertwined to form a dazzling web of light.

Chen Jing piloted the lead fighter, using evasive maneuvers or her wingman as a shield to continuously deflect the plasma bombs fired by the Kree Interceptor fighters.

One twin-mounted 32cm laser cannon produced by the research institute, two 25mm cannons carrying 1500 rounds of ammunition, two quadruple missile launchers, plus Chen Jing herself injected with the first-level serum and two wingmen controlled by neural computers—this is the full firepower of Chen Jing's fighter jet!

1 minute ago.......

Just as Chen Jing's fighter jet glided into its designated patrol route, a pale blue ripple suddenly appeared in the cockpit.

A holographic projection of the S.H.I.E.L.D. central control AI subprogram "A-D ...

"Comprehensive Report: Agent Chen Jing, you will be leading a 9-person team on this mission. The tactical briefing has been uploaded to your central nervous system."

The AI's voice, with its characteristic metallic coldness, announced, "The Kree fleet is deploying a new array, expected to activate in 2 minutes and 37 seconds."

"Your mission is..."

Chen Jing's retinal screen was suddenly filled with data streams: structural diagrams of the three Interceptor warships, the charging curves of the plasma cannons, the optimal deployment coordinates of the Skrull shapeshifters...

Her temples throbbed; her serum-enhanced brain was processing this information at high speed.

"Ah Dun, show me the most dangerous prediction," she whispered, her fingers unconsciously tracing the scratches on the armrest of the seat.

The AI's projection suddenly became semi-transparent, with countless red dotted lines intertwining in the virtual space.

"In a 98.7% probability model, your fighter jet will be penetrated by the plasma beam in 17 minutes and 42 seconds," A'Dun's voice remained calm. "But if you choose the 'Death Sprint' tactic, the success rate will drop to..."

"Don't try to calculate probabilities with me!" Chen Jing slammed her hand on the instrument panel, causing ripples to appear on the holographic projection.

She looked at the buttons of the Zhongshan suit on the AI ​​avatar's collar and thought of the old military uniform her father wore before he died. "Get to the point."

Twelve Interceptor models suddenly appeared in the virtual space, changing formation at incredible angles. "Your wingman 'Little Li' is expected to be destroyed within 15 minutes."

For the first time, the AI's voice wavered, "This is an unavoidable result of the calculations."

Chen Jing stared at the jumping red coordinates, and her throat suddenly tightened.

She recalled her conversation with Xiao Li last night while they were eating instant noodles in the cafeteria. The Northeastern boy, who always loved humming "Heroes' Song," said he would go home to go on blind dates after this battle was over.

"Minimize his casualty rate," she heard herself say, her voice hoarse like a rusty gear.

"Tactical resources have been reallocated." The customized A-Shield projection suddenly softened, the patterns on the Zhongshan suit gleaming with a warm halo in the blue light. "His current kill probability is 87.3%, ranking 152nd among fighter pilots of Class B!"

The AI ​​paused for 0.01 seconds, then said, "Please note that... this may affect your..."

"That's enough!"

Chen Jing interrupted it, and the ejection seat suddenly roared.

She looked at the buttons on the collar of the Zhongshan suit of the AI ​​virtual avatar and remembered how her father always liked to tie her red scarf when she was a child.

"Tell Xiao Li not to rush around later."

She whispered, her fingers resting on the neural interface, "Ah Dun, activate the 'Death Sprint' contingency plan."

The moment the fighter jet was launched from the mothership by the electromagnetic catapult, Chen Jing saw A-Dun's holographic projection shaking violently.

The virtual avatar dressed in a Zhongshan suit suddenly raised its hand in salute, the electronic patterns on its cuffs tracing a golden path in the vacuum. "Good luck, Agent."

The AI's voice, mingling with the roar of engines, said, "Your father charged into battle like this back then."

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The latest work by author Bingxue Xuehua, "Full-Time Creation Mage," is exclusively released here!