In the instant it was grasped, the usage instructions floated into the mind.

Amidst the storm of airwaves and fierce flames, demons and angels collided once more, disregarding the loss of their bodies, exchanging life for life.

The spear in hand pierced the vital point, silver light gushed forth.

The angel struggled, flapping its wings, but couldn't break free from the spear's barbs, being dragged down by the descending demon, towards the crevice. As the writhing silver light, like a living creature, completely devoured him, he transformed into a lifelike statue.

Inside, the heavenly brilliance rampaged, trying to break free, but couldn't escape the mercury's lock.

At the moment of hitting the ground, it was besieged by waiting demons, pierced through, its divine power drained completely, and before it could commit suicide, it was held down by many hands, shackled, and strapped to a securing device.

"Hurry, hurry! Fresh loot!"

"While it's still warm! Alive, the contribution value is worth three times, quickly send it in, don't pull the freeze gun, don't let it commit suicide!"

"Fuck, those in the back, no cutting in line, I'm still handing in a task!"

"Doesn't matter, first come, first served!"

With a screech, the securing device was mounted onto the assembly line, task on-site settlement.

The shackled angel struggled desperately, continually roaring and cursing, yet no one responded.

"The divine power has been drained clean, handled quite thoroughly."

After scanning it with a detection gun, the sorting personnel waved: "Ninety-nine percent intact, all right, send it to the mines."

Mining?

The angel couldn't help but laugh coldly, showing disdain.

Even if today I die here, jump down from the border prison, and suffer all kinds of torture, I will definitely never swing a pickaxe for these heretics and sinners! Come on now, you heretics, today I'll show you the spirit of Sky City!

I can barely wait to see your impotent rage!

Wait, why are they stripping me... why are they sticking electrodes to my forehead, weren't they going to send me to mine?

What is that saw for, wait... wait...

Soon, with a buzzing sound, the brand-new mining machine was moved into the deeper darkness on the assembly line.

Then the next defiant wet piece awaiting processing was delivered.

Endlessly.

Above the sky, an urgent command echoed.

The Pope frowned.

Displeased with the current progress.

Thus, the two saints commanding on the frontline dared not slack off, unleashing their divine power, burning their souls, and spreading boundless radiance.

These two saints, hastily promoted for the holy war, had permissions entirely related to large-scale legion warfare; one granted countless angels' speed increased instantly, the other bestowed an unbreakable defense, allowing all angels' protection to circulate, decentralized, everyone sharing the same shield.

As long as the legion remained, the defense could be endlessly stacked.

Boundless light pressed inch by inch, utterly crushing the remaining silver clouds, grand and majestic like an iron curtain, slowly advancing, unstoppable, tore through the last of the resistance, removing the ground defenses.

In the fervent holy chant, the morale bolstered anew.

When they formed ranks and launched an assault on the scar, the first newly remodeled machine body burst forth from the electric gleam of the catapult track.

Like a silver morning star rising from hell.

On Paradise's spiritual projection screen, line after line of text appeared from the pop-up window of the body report.

[Data and items collected, self-nature imprinting, spiritual derivation—]

[Warfare-type Spirit of Creation [First Mark], construction complete]

[Permission verified, pilot · Yan Fei logged in.]

——[White Knight, start]!

Boom!!!

It was as if the world restarted.

All the fragmented sounds in the world echoed in the ears like a thunderous roar. Colors like the sun illuminated the eyes.

Everything became so clear, vividly visible.

The myriad phenomena rushed forward!

An unprecedented fiery sensation surged in the soul, driving Yan Fei to roar aloud.

Amidst the thunder, electric light flashed, and an enormous war demon descended from the sky, trampling on the ground, six layers of iron wings unfolded, and sharp limbs popped out, instantly tearing a gap through the myriad troops, bloody splatters flying, forward!

Six wings! A hundred limbs! Eight arms!

The towering over ten-meter-high metal demon had four eyes upon its head, surveying the surroundings, the propulsion device behind it spewed blue flame light, raging forward.

No need to think, just follow instinct, another self will make the best decision.

No hesitation, just indulge in killing, the Steel Demon will seek out enemies on its own!

The new shell and consciousness seemed completely fused, without the former sluggishness and slowness, even without needing to think, when subconscious reactions appeared in the mind, the body naturally responded.

Great axe, gun spear, chainsaw, long sword, twin blades, machine gun, and shield.

Two cannons on the propulsion backpack, the back-connected sequence of border prison bombardment, hundreds of fluid auxiliary limbs, even the countless flying knives on the six iron wings...

Under [First Mark]'s system assistance, the killing-engaged demon instantly paved a bloody path, straight ahead.

As the slash went on, severed limbs flew, blood sprayed.

It was like a crimson meteor, pressing straight on.

And behind him, more and more new demons launched a counterattack.

After lengthy data collection and nature consolidation, the new Spirit of Creation finally completed. The Spirit of Creation, crafted for war, stirred a storm of blood and fire the moment it entered the battlefield.

All sluggishness and dullness no longer existed; even the pilot was no longer necessary, but when the pilot judged incapable of utilizing the system's power, the Spirit of Creation would autonomously take over part of the machine, exercising freedom.

Now, primary and secondary have gradually reversed.

With the Spirit of Creation's iterations and breakthroughs, the pilot instead became the system's assistant!

Massive response strategies etched into instinct, no need to think, with reaction speeds far exceeding human's, capable of supporting dozens or even hundreds of times acceleration, even supersonic combat. Simultaneously operating over eight weapons, effortless targeting and locking, sufficient for unrestrained destruction and strikes.

So, when [ding~] the auxiliary system's notification sounded, Sky City suddenly realized... these heretics have started turning up!

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