Retirement from Hogwarts

As the battle began, the tranquility of the city was broken by the sudden flames of war and screams. Countless airborne hell paratroopers and various weapons manufactured by various military laboratories began to attack various vantage points in the city and refugee evacuation points. The tide of monsters surging out of the other world collided.The originally pure white city of angels burned with the smoke.

"Are the so-called Warcraft in the other world just like this?" Tony, sitting on the sofa in the VIP hall of the time and space hub, crossed his legs and looked at the holographic image projected by his personal terminal and the battle in the city below broadcast live by various media, and said disapprovingly, " Thanks to you magicians who have created some kind of 'temple' stationed on every planet as a professional department to deal with demonic disasters, these guys are not a threat at all."

"No threat?" Jack raised his eyebrows after hearing Tony's answer. "Don't even look at what's down there. There's not a single high-level monster or above. They're just low- and middle-level cannon fodder that can't even use magic."

"Cannon fodder?" Tony was shocked when he heard this answer. These creatures, which would take more than a dozen shots to kill even with Gauss rifles and laser weapons, were actually cannon fodder? "How many are they?"

"Of course they are cannon fodder." Jack shrugged after hearing this question. "As for how many there are, it depends on how much time Godzilla has spent preparing in the other world. The most indispensable thing anywhere is this reproductive ratio. Rats are as powerful as mid- to low-level monsters."

"Okay, thanks to us being in the sky." Tony, who was so frightened that his legs were shaking after getting this answer, said thankfully as he glanced outside the window at the aerospace fighters and energy shields that surrounded this time and space hub.

"The security in the sky is only temporary. There are not enough planes around here for them to demolish. Although I don't know what the missing Godzilla is doing digging holes for fun, but there are many flying monsters. Even if it kills its subordinates, I don’t know where those were transferred, but such a large passage to the surface world is not so conspicuous there. Other passing monsters will definitely rush in as if they are desperate after seeing it. After all, the surface world is there. The creatures in the other world seem to be the most delicious piece of cake."

"Cake?" Tony raised his voice dissatisfied after hearing this description. "I don't think they have tasted our weapons."

"How much force do you think the Angel City can have without the presence of Godzilla? How many other planets can there be?" Jack raised his eyebrows, "When the surrounding starships arrive, those other worlds The monsters have long since retreated to the other world with a feast of automatic cannon fire that was better than nothing."

"Hey, these monsters." Tony, who was not yet Iron Man at this time, could only stare at the guys outside even if he wanted to do something.

"What, you're not convinced? Do you, a playboy like you, still want to go to the battlefield?" Jack said to the unhappy Tony.

"I produce weapons and sell them to the military just to kill these weird alien creatures. Is there anything wrong with me wanting to kill them?" Tony, who has always spoken very measuredly, unexpectedly burst out this time. Bad language.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's not that big of a deal, my great genius, where did you get such a big hatred?" Jack blinked strangely. Could it be that he was attacked by these guys when he was talking about life and ideals with a girl under the starry sky in the wild? Scared?He guessed maliciously.

"Huh, that's what happened to my father when he got into trouble

because of them. Tony replied with a cold snort after hearing Jack's question.

Jack frowned and fell silent after hearing this answer.If I remember correctly, the cause of death I got when I asked someone to follow Howard was that he was assassinated by Captain America's good friend. How come he was killed by Warcraft when he got to Tony?There's something going on here.

"I am sorry..."

"Come on, boss, you didn't do this. You have nothing to be sorry for." Tony interrupted Jack before he could finish his words. "Speaking of which, there are quite a few people from your Church of Necessary Evil coming this time. Why don't they take action?"

"Them? The ones being sent here are all the most elite aviation mages. Although they can fight land battles, according to the way those guys from the Federal Military Department have always used them, it is basically impossible to send them to clean up the water without being able to tolerate enough. Land." Jack explained.

"Aviation Wizards? Are you talking about the ones wearing tight-fitting operating suits under their cloaks?" Tony asked, having gained some understanding of the magical world since following Jack.

"Yes, it's them. That operating suit can help them better connect to the flying exoskeleton." Jack nodded affirmatively.

"What about those guys wearing robes underneath their cloaks? What do they do?" Tony asked curiously.

"They," Jack gloated, "they are relatively unlucky and are responsible for repairing the passage between the inner world and the outer world. However, there was no temple built here because of the parliament, so they could only use their own The magic power to counteract the mutual attraction between the two worlds outside and inside.”

"Didn't I just not buy the equipment sold by your Dimension Group? Mr. Sparrow shouldn't be so happy, right?" Before Jack could finish laughing, the red-haired delinquent priest who was responsible for leading the team for the first time in the Church of Necessary Evils opened the door and left. Come in.

"Hey, isn't this Father Steele?" Jack looked at Steele who walked in through the door and greeted him enthusiastically as if nothing had happened. "What brings you to me?"

"The hurricane caused by Godzilla, Mr. Jack Sparrow." The bad priest sucked up the cigarette in his mouth, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it. "We need that dimensional break you sold us last time... the break generator."

"Dimensional fault generator? Sorry, we can't provide this thing now."

"Can't provide it?" Steele's voice suddenly became louder after hearing this answer. "Isn't it just 1000 million gold galleons? We'll just pay for it."

"This is not a question of money, Father Steele. The only finished product has been bought by someone now. Even if you really give money now, I have no place to conjure one for you." Jack said helplessly. He opened his hands to Steele and said innocently.

"Bought it? Who is it? Would you buy such a cheating thing like yours?" Steele asked in disbelief.

"The Federal Military Department, they always only look at the effect and not the price when buying things." Jack glanced at Steele with disdain, and the emotion in his eyes was like looking at a poor man begging for food on the roadside. "Not only did people buy the prototype, but they also ordered a whole four series of other models."