Marvel's Master of Heavenly Magic

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"Get out of here, now!"

As they watched the command vehicle, which had been battered by continuous lightning strikes, begin to malfunction and gradually fall apart, Siterwell and Crossbones made a snap decision to jump out.

Under normal circumstances, the vehicle's exterior was made of metal, and its tires were insulated with rubber. If struck by lightning, as long as the occupants didn't touch any metal parts inside the vehicle, they would generally be safe.

However, the intense energy of the lightning still caused physical damage to the vehicle, such as burning the body and damaging the engine.

George had focused all the lightning strikes on the armed helicopters, tanks, and vehicles. Each target was hit by dozens of simultaneous strikes every time, and they were relentless.

If they didn't escape immediately, once the vehicle was destroyed, survival would be impossible.

The elite Hydra soldiers quickly realized the danger as well. Soldiers in the tanks and cars jumped out and took cover, while those in the helicopters opened their parachutes in an attempt to save themselves.

"Parachuting will only make your deaths faster."

Seeing this, George slightly adjusted his wand, redirecting the lightning aimed at the armed helicopters toward the parachuting Hydra soldiers.

By the time the soldiers hit the ground, they were all nothing more than charred corpses.

"This is truly different."

Agent Coulson, watching the fallen Hydra soldiers, muttered to himself.

Of course, he wasn't sympathizing with the Hydra soldiers. As an S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, he didn't have much sympathy for the enemy.

It was just that the former X-Men, under Professor X's leadership, rarely killed enemies. But now, under George's leadership at the Academy of Superhuman Studies, it was clear that they took a much more ruthless approach to dealing with the enemy.

"If I can, I hope I never become an enemy of this guy. He's terrifying."

"Retreat! Retreat! Fall back!"

After escaping the command vehicle, Siterwell immediately issued a retreat order via his radio and, along with Crossbones, began making their way toward a place beyond the storm clouds.

In this situation, they couldn't continue fighting while being attacked by lightning.

Moreover, even if the Hydra soldiers weren't afraid of death and could endure the lightning, they didn't even know where the enemy was.

The only option was to retreat first and notify headquarters to send battle suits capable of insulating against lightning, so they could continue with their plan.

"Professor."

George turned to Professor X, who placed a hand on George's shoulder. Together, they activated their combined psychic abilities, expanding outward toward the area beyond the school.

Although the Hydra soldiers wore devices that shielded against brainwaves and couldn't be controlled by psychic abilities, this was not George's goal.

He didn't need to control the retreating Hydra soldiers.

Instead, he used Professor X's help for a tracking purpose.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After George made another adjustment, the lightning strikes began dispersing toward the retreating Hydra soldiers below.

The Hydra soldiers, desperately fleeing toward the edge of the storm clouds, were relentlessly pursued by lightning before they could escape the area. No matter how fast they ran, they couldn't outrun the speed of the lightning.

These Hydra soldiers were stronger than ordinary humans, but compared to the soldiers from the Divine Realm, they were far inferior.

Even Divine Realm soldiers would tremble when struck by George's lightning. For these Hydra soldiers, just two or three strikes were enough to stop them cold.

Wide-area attacks like this may not pose a threat to individuals with powerful abilities, but for ordinary people, they were absolutely deadly.

Of course, not all the Hydra soldiers were struck down by the lightning.

In the end, some managed to escape the area covered by the storm clouds, surviving by sheer luck.

Among them were Siterwell, Crossbones, and the Winter Soldiers, whose enhanced bodies were comparable to Captain America's.

But their escape was mainly because George had intended to capture them alive and hadn't intentionally targeted them. If he had, a hundred lightning strikes targeting a single person would be enough to take down even a Winter Soldier.

"Go!"

With a wave of his wand, George halted the ancient magic and commanded the metal statues standing around the school.

Immediately, the lifeless statues began to stir, their eyes opening as they emitted strange growls. They rushed toward the edge of the school.

Their orders were clear: capture the last remaining Hydra soldiers who had escaped.

The Metamorphosis spell, George sometimes thought, was quite philosophical. Unlike the Summoning Charm, which simply awakened the intelligence of lifeless creatures, it also granted them special abilities.

These abilities stemmed directly from George's own inner desires.

For example, when George used the spell on a metal statue shaped like a fire dragon, it wasn't just a statue—it could actually flap its wings and fly, and even emit the roar of a dragon.

Under normal circumstances, a large block of metal couldn't grow wings—let alone a hundred pairs—and take flight.

If this spell could be fully researched in the future, George believed that each metal statue might truly be able to exhibit the abilities he envisioned for it.

For example, the Nine-Tailed Fox statue could charm its enemies, the Phoenix statue could regenerate, and the Cerberus statue could devour souls, among other things.

In fact, a mage from the Morgana faction, named Sun Long, had already made some progress in this area. He could use the spell to transform an ordinary cloth dragon into a real dragon that could breathe fire to attack.

"These statues are alive!"

Coulson and the others were once again astonished as they watched the metal statues rush away.

When they entered the school with George earlier, they saw the towering statues, each around four to five meters tall. However, they never expected those statues to be alive, capable of following George's orders to fight.

Fighting against these four- or five-meter-tall statues, they couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for the Hydra soldiers.

A solid metal statue of that size would weigh at least a hundred tons.

In close combat, it would be devastating—no doubt even the enhanced Winter Soldiers wouldn't stand a chance.

As for regular firearms, they wouldn't be able to penetrate the statue's defenses unless Hydra had developed energy-based weapons that could have some effect.

In reality, things turned out much as Coulson had predicted, except that George had used the strongest alloys for the statues' construction, so even energy weapons did little to damage them.

The key point was that even if there was some damage, as long as the statue wasn't completely shattered, it wouldn't affect its combat capability.

Before long, they saw Siterwell, Crossbones, and the Winter Soldiers—bruised and battered—being dragged by the metal statues to the plaza in front of the school.

"Next time, we should go to Wakanda and get some vibranium to make the statues. That'll really enhance their defensive capabilities."

Looking at the occasional dents from energy cannon blasts on some of the statues, George thought to himself.

Ordinary energy guns posed no real threat to the statues, but high-powered energy cannons could still cause significant damage.

However, if they were made from vibranium, their defense would be fully maxed out.

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